Memories by Sevannah

Today my husband told me his coworkers wife died a couple of days ago and left behind four children ages 8 months to four years old. Besides feeling so sad for them I can’t help but think how my little ones need me so bad. How as parents we are evrything to them. I remember being a child a depending on my parents so much, knowing as long as they are around, I will be ok. It was just an internal thought that was even unspoken to myself. Now in my forties, my parents are getting divorced after 43 years. Of course there are so many thoughts of why…and so many reasons for why they give, but for me, this 40 year old woman I am suddenly a child again. I feel scared, I feel sad for my family, but most of all I feel that feeling of oh as long as they are there I will be ok not so much there anymore. I had forgotten that they too are just people, and not the hero figures I had made up in my mind. They too will someday be gone, and even though I am forty, I still can’t help but miss the feeling that they gave me, of everything is going to be alright. Now I must concentrate on giving what they gave me for so long, to my children so they can feel safe to grow up in this sometimes very scary world. To all those children out there without parents, or parent, may God hold you tight in his love, and may you find the feeling of safety so many of us take for granted in our parents. God bless all the children.

I think I should have more faith in God and my husband…to pull us through these hard times.
My lord in heaven, I know that no matter how much I resist and squirm, things will go your way.  What I worry about is that the way you want it to go will be uncomfortable (to say the least) and scary for me.  But it will happen, and what ever it is, I know it’s in your plan for me.  If it’s good then I will be thankful, and if I find it challenging and hard, then I will try to find the strength you obviously wish me to learn and have, through this experience
My lord on earth ( Mark)  I believe you do your best for us, and our family to have a happy life.  Your strength has carried me through tough times.  I’ve learned that just because you don’t look worried, doesn’t mean you aren’t working your magic somehow to get us through difficulties, and I know even with all your effort, if the struggles do chokehold us anyway…..
My lord above has a much bigger plan, more persistence, and more knowledge than either you or I.
I get down on my knees, and say,  “Lord, do your will, and I will follow” Not always with a smile, but always with a pure heart of faith.

The world might be a better place now that Obama will be president of the free world.  I’m very pleased.  Let’s hope he lives up to our expectations!

I think it’s very important for people to protect what they love.  No matter how far they have to go (of course as long as they don’t hurt anyone).  In these days of a dog eat dog world, there are very few of us left that actually act on integrity, even in the face of self degredation.  People don’t act on loyalty, honesty, and just plain goodness very often anymore.  They try to get whatever they need, no matter what the costs are to other people.  So if you love someone, you must be the keeper of the relationship, protect it, guard it, and don’t let intruders muddy what you have worked so hard for.

You go through life assuming everyone you love knows you love them.  Just because you’re there, or just because they are family.  Sometimes, or as much as possible, we really need to let the people in our lives know with certainty the strenght of our love for them.  In my opinion, words have a profound effect on people.  So be careful of the words you choose to speak.  They can change your life for the better or the worse.  Words are hardly ever forgotten, and can deeply wound, or amazingly inspire.  I would like to take this opportunity to thank my husband Mark, for the work he put into making this website for me.  It was made with love.  Thank you honey, I love you endlessly.  You are my Eden Rock!

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