I was listening to an interview and the artist said something that caught my attention.  He said that “my plan is to live full and die empty!”  With that being said, while you have life, love and opportunity, live your life to the fullest and do all that you can and give all that you can, so that when the time comes that the Lord calls you home, you have emptied your soul of all the things you wanted to do and you loved those closest to you to the best and fullest capability.

 

It is true that this pandemic has so many sinking into a mental health issue and/or so afraid to do anything, let alone go on about their everyday life.  Sad, but true, but this is what we in the year of 2020 has come to.  With the message received through that artist, he and I both feel that life is short, so do not prevent your life from living and/or from existing.  If you put up a mental block that prevents you from loving others and/or living, you will live and die full of nothing but regret.

 

I have a list of things I would like to do, but I know if I looked through the mental pages of the years past, I have done and accomplished so much, that if today or tomorrow the Lord called me home, I will be ok.  I wake up with love and I sleep with love, hate is not a part of my meal plan or life span.  If you do not like me, ok so to hear, but you are not the first and you will not be the last.  Not being vain and/or tooting my own horn, if you do not like me, then it is something in you that does not allow you to do so and not an action on my behalf.  That is the woman that I am that I have no problem speaking this fact into existence.

 

Now although I have not had any children, I have had the opportunity to experience motherhood.  It was short spanned, but it was worth every minute and second of that one month.  God knew and although naturally I asked, “Why me Lord?”  I did not question.  Seeing the full picture, I may not have any biological children of my own, but I married a man with three of his own and I am blessed to be loved, surrounded and admired by my god children and the other children in my life.

 

I feel that if you tell your truth, you are helping someone else live theirs.  With that being said, I have had a traumatic experience that triggers that I work on daily.  I have survived many car accidents, yet when I ride with people, I still have anxiety with being on the road.  I know whether I am in the passenger seat and/or the driver seat, I cannot control what may be, but being in the passenger seat and putting that control into another person’s hands, scares me to the point where I clinch the seat belt and the door handle and tense up to the point where my chest hurts.  So not good, but I am working on it and giving it all to God to help me.  Heck, if the circumstances of having a gun pointed to my head and my chest (2 different situations) does not cripple me, why should I allow this to?  Day by day and step by step.

MY MESSAGE TO ALL READERS READING THIS: Know that I am here to share my truth and help you live yours.  Free yourself of all that ails you.  Live your life as if it was your last day.  Love unconditionally.  Dance as if no one is watching.  Take a day and sit with God and give Him your burdens.  Don’t be a Victim, yet instead be Victorious.  Most important, allow your Tests, to be your Testimony.