Happy Monday

How is everyone doing today? Did you all have a wonderful weekend? Drop me a comment, I’d love to hear from you. My weekend was a good one. Spent time with some friends and of course, time with Martin is always a blessing. He just got out of the hospital on Thursday and he’s struggling a little bit trying to get answers to his medical situation. Hoping to find the right doctor who can lead us down the path of better health, but in the meantime, we will do our due diligence to make sure he’s doing all he can within his own knowledge of what needs to be done.

I wanted to share this wonderful little quote that was posted on this new site I joined on Facebook. Spiritual but not religious. A woman posted it and her comment for doing so was this, ” I think this kind of fits in this group. Just a basic idea that every life is important and influences someone else. Doesn’t have to be religion. But if we all aim for a kinder better life, all will benefit.”-Jennifer Cronin. I want to thank Ms. Jennifer for her thoughts on the quote and for sharing it. She’s right, every life is important and with the events going on in the world today, it’s a nice reminder that if we all aim for a kinder better life, we all benefit.

The quote Ms. Jennifer shared was this, “Good Karma, Note to Self- ‘What is my purpose in life?’ I asked the void. ‘What if I told you that you fulfilled it when you took an extra hour to talk to that kid about his life?’ said the voice. ‘Or when you paid for that young couple in the restaurant? Or when you saved that dog in traffic? Or when you tied your father’s shoes for him?’ ‘Your problem is that you equate your purpose with a goal-based achievement. The Universe isn’t interested in your achievements…just your heart. When you choose to act out of kindness, compassion and love, you are already aligned with your true purpose. No need to look any further!’

I read this quote a few times over because I really wanted to get the full meaning out of it, or at least as much meaning I could get out of it for me. This is what I came up with. The bottom line and meaning behind this amazing quote is, kindness, compassion and love should be our main goals in life, and I believe if we are aligned fully with our true purpose, then we are on the path that the Universe knows is best for us. It’s when we aren’t aligned that things are more challenging. When we are aligned, we can hear the Universe, and we can see the signs that are leading us on the right path for our best life.

Oprah Winfrey is someone I really look up to as regards her ideals on life. She said this about, in my opinion, being true to yourself and the path or destiny you weren’t meant to be on. “No matter how far away from yourself you may have strayed, there is always a path back. You already know who you are and how to fulfill your destiny. And your ruby slippers are ready to carry you home.”-Oprah Winfrey.

I love this quote because it’s saying to me, no matter what my thoughts and actions were yesterday, or even an hour ago, those don’t matter as much as adopting the focus to correct the negative things I do and focus and work towards being kinder, more loving and compassionate. Ms. Jennifer said, “but if we all aim for a kinder better life, all will benefit.” She’s so right and even if we haven’t been the kindest most loving and compassionate person up to this moment, we can change. “No matter how far away from yourself you many have strayed, there is always a path back.”-Oprah Winfrey.

We can start today; we can start this very moment in time to aim to realize our purpose in life. I think we all have the same gifted purpose from the Universe and it’s to treat others in a way of being uplifting, caring, loving and compassionate. It is my opinion if we treat others in the best way possible, we become more aligned with the Universe and its purpose for us. We become closer to our true, genuine self, making us more spiritual.

I don’t need to belong to any given religion to belong to God, the Universe or whatever entity or higher power. It’s my spirituality that matters, my spiritual journey. “And then I learned the spiritual journey had nothing to do with being nice. It was about being real, authentic, having boundaries, honoring my space first, others second, and in this space of self-care being nice just happened, it flowed not motivated by fear, but by love.”-Michele Olak.

I hope we can all find our spiritual journey. I pray we can all be happy and treat others with kindness, love and compassion. I believe if we all find our true, authentic path, no matter what belief system we have, we will all be on a like journey of spirituality.

Note to self- be kind, loving and compassionate towards everyone. We never know what is happening in their own, private world.

Thank you everyone who took time to read. I appreciate any feedback because it helps me grow and become a better, more in tune writer. I hope you can like my post, and perhaps, you would consider subscribing. Thank you from the bottom of my heart…..

Until next time, please don’t forget, to make this the best day possible, and open your hearts, listen and evolve today++

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Happy Monday evening

How is everyone doing tonight? I do hope you had a wonderful day. My day has been a bit overwhelming and a tiring. Martin is in surgery as I write this. He has a blood clot, and they are trying to get it removed. I do feel he’s in good hands and I pray he will be back in his room soon. It’s been almost two hours and I just want to see his face and kiss him goodnight.

Martin is the most amazing man I know. Today, I was listening to my spirit guides, and they told me that I’m with my soulmate, and they are so right. They also told me that my soulmate and I share a passion for something, and I know what that passion is, and they are so right, Martin and I share a passion for wanting to help people. It is our hearts desire to work together, not only on our podcast, but on our blog in hopes of helping someone find their happiness, and their path to the best life ever. We want to help people evolve and open their hearts and along the way, we hope to have our hearts open more and evolve more.

I saw this wonderful story today and I wanted to share it. I know Martin and I talked about on our podcast #2, should women be silent in church. When I saw this reminder of a mom, it made me think of our podcast and it made me think of my life before Martin. Let me share it with you, then I’ll explain what I mean about my life.

“Living Full: There was a mom who was called a ‘nag,’ by her partner, her children, and she swears she once saw the dog roll his eyes when she was complaining about dog hair on the couch. And the truth is, it would be nice if someone thought about-everyone’s schedules, making doctor’s appointments, packing lunches and snack, buying gifts for birthdays, keeping track of what groceries are running low, everyone’s mental well-being, vacuuming the crumbs off the kitchen floor-and it didn’t all fall on her. It would be nice if she didn’t have to carry the whole family, and they could carry some of their own weight without her reminding them ten times. But, if she doesn’t do it herself or delegate, it won’t get done. And when they finally make the bed or clean up their room, it needs to be congratulated or applauded, or they won’t do it again. While for her, it’s expected, and hardly noticed. And she’s tired of telling everyone what to do, of praying her partner has the same urgency and level of care she has when she asks him to perform a task, of her partner agreeing to do XYZ to ‘help her out’ when it’s their house too, of telling everyone to do all the things they should instinctively do, and being fed up when one of her children or her partner calls her a ‘nag.’ Because she doesn’t want to micromanage, she just wants to get everything done for the people she loves the most: HER FAMILY.”-This Mama Doodles.

My entire life has been doing it all. I look back and I know much feeling the need to do it comes from the mis-guided mind set I had since I was a mere toddler. You see, my mother joined this cult/religion when I was two years old, and, in the cult, women had no voice. Women were expected to keep silent, be in submission to the men and it was the role of a woman to cook, clean, tend to the children, and basically, be enslaved to their husbands. I had a husband of over thirty years that took his role of head of the household very seriously. He felt since he was the bread winner, everything around the home was my job, even though I worked full time too. He based the importance of my job on my income. I remember there was a few years that I worked for the school district, and I was offered a really nice, full-time position and he wouldn’t allow me to take it because it meant he wouldn’t have control of my day.

I worked full time instead for the company he worked for, and he was my supervisor, therefore, he had complete control of my days. If he wanted me working from home, that’s what I did. I had to check in with him regarding my route for marketing on every given day that I worked. Even though I worked, he still expected me to get the kids to and from school, to and from their sporting events and I was expected to have his dinner on the table when he was hungry. I had to get up early to make sure he had breakfast and pack him a lunch. If his shirts weren’t ironed or cleaned, he would become very angry with me. I don’t know the meaning of doing nothing and relaxing. To this day, five years after our split, I still can’t relax.

When I read the above story, it really hit me hard. It was what I felt for so long and I didn’t have the voice to express myself. I felt trapped, devalued and I knew I didn’t matter, and I never felt love, that is, until Martin came along. Now, I am someone’s partner.

Martin helped me find my voice and he showed me the way to standing up for what I not only want, but my needs. He always tells me my feelings matter, and more importantly, he tells me what I have to say really matters, especially to him. Just knowing he loves me the way I am, imperfections and all, makes me feel like I hold the moon and stars in my hand.

Being silent in any relationship, being the one that must do it all, well, that’s not exactly a relationship, now is it. If everything must fall on one person, then, resentment begins to form and someone recently told me, that will destroy any relationship. I have to agree, it not only destroyed my marriage, but it destroyed me in the process, and it’s taken me so long to find me again and guess what, I’m actually liking the person I was meant to be.

So, my dear friends, don’t lose your voice. We as women were created to compliment him, or in some cases, our partners. Relationships are partnerships, and we all must work together to make the house a home. That’s just my thought anyway. Speak up if you need help and whatever you do, don’t let resentment settle in your heart. It’s a hard feeling to get rid of.

I do hope you all enjoy this blog and please, open your hearts, minds and listen. Listen to your heart, to your guides and feel the presence of the Universe. Evolve today my dear friends and until next time, enjoy life….

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Happy Friday,

How are you all doing this fine Friday afternoon? All is good here. I’m currently in San Diego but will be going home tomorrow. Life’s been crazy lately, and that’s okay, challenges help us to grow. You see, Martin’s been a little on the sick side of things and it does worry me. I’m hoping after the tests he has this week we’ll have answers to get him back on track for a better, healthier life. I’ll keep you all posted on how he’s doing.

I wanted to tell you all something really cool that happened the other day. I was out walking Molly and a butterfly landed on my shoulder. It was only for a moment, but that moment was just what I needed. I’ve been telling Martin that I miss my daddy something fierce and I’ve been feeling a little blue because he’s not been here. He passed away two years ago, and I still miss him. I’m a little selfish in that I want him here with me, yet, I know, he’s in a better place now.

When dad first passed, I used to see butterflies all the time and over the last couple of months, I haven’t seen many. I ran a quick errand to Joann’s on Wednesday and in the floral section they were clearance some flowers and such, and I came across this really pretty purple and white floral arrangement with a purple butterfly on it. I looked through the entire department for another one, but could only find the one, so I held onto it because purple is my favorite color and the butterfly made me feel dad was near.

About two weeks ago, I was talking to one of my spiritual advisors and she was telling me that dad hung on as long as he could, and it was time for me to let him go. I told her dad used to always fly by and I knew he was near when I saw a butterfly. She said it was because he knew I couldn’t let go and he had to stay until he knew I would be okay. I prayed a lot that night after talking to Heather and the next morning, I told dad, “I’m okay, you can go now.” What I didn’t realize was, I still needed to know he was near, maybe not every day, but I needed to know, my daddy was near.

While walking her, with that butterfly landing on my shoulder I knew it was dad’s spirit stopping by to let me know, he was still around, but his time had come to go onto his next life, yet he would always come back if I truly needed him. The Universe gave me a gift and that gift was the little butterfly for a brief moment. It was a reminder from the Universe, that my daddy would always be near, if only in my heart, if only by the grace of a butterfly. Dad needed to go, he was suffering, and it was time for him to move on to the next life. I just felt so blessed to have that moment and I knew it was good to let dad go and be free to do what he needs to do. I know I’ll see butterflies come and go and it’s my comfort believing it will be my daddy coming to say hello.

“Butterflies From Heaven: When a butterfly comes to you, I’ve been told, that it’s from someone in heaven. A past soul. If you keep a look out, if you open your heart, the things that were ordinary will now stand apart. I think if we look, read between the lines, you will find clues and you will find signs, that your loved one isn’t past, not really, not gone. That they are not here, that they have just moved on. It is said that there is not death, just life and transitions, from the teachings of Buddha to the belief of the Christians. So, from my heart, from my hope and belief, may you find many butterflies to assist with your grief.”-Stephanie Laird. Isn’t this comforting? I know for me, I used to believe in a false hope that was told to me by a horrible cult/religion, and the belief I had, it never comforted me, it only made me live in the future, rather than the present and I still missed those that I loved who had passed on.

I’m not here to bash any religion/cult. I know the one I was so indoctrinated in; my mother is still heavily involved with. She hasn’t spoken to me in six years, and to her, I’m dead. I hurt for the longest time knowing I could never live up to her expectation, then one day, I realized. I have family, I have friends and I am living my best life. Sure, there are things I still want and need to accomplish, be it God’s will, but I am embracing the journey, and I am not focused on the destination, because I don’t know where my final destination will be and that’s the way it’s supposed to be.

I hope when you see a butterfly, a hummingbird or anything else that reminds you of a loved one that has gone, may you find comfort in knowing and believing they’ve come by to say hi. There is never a time limit on how long a person is allowed to grieve. I know for me, I’m usually okay, but there are days that it hits me, dad’s gone and though I try to remind myself he isn’t suffering anymore, my ego comes into play, and I become selfish, because I want him here with me. Then, I have to be reminded, he’s in God’s hands now and when I feel anger starting to fill my heart, a butterfly flies by as God’s reminder, it’ll all be okay. I’m here for you and your daddy will come by soon to say hello.

I’m thankful for the time I had with dad and from time to time, when my heart hurts because I have no parents, I’m reminded, I’m never alone. I have Martin, our boy’s, family, and some pretty amazing friends who we call, family, and just being with them, makes me happy.

Well guys, it’s time to head out to pick up a kiddo, so I will say goodbye for now and I hope you can open your hearts, listen and evolve today. Until next time, have a wonderful day, you deserve it.

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Happy Thursday,

How are you all doing today? I hope it’s an amazing day for you. All is good here. Tomorrow is my birthday and it’s hard to believe, fifty-four is upon me in a matter of hours. I’m okay with it though. I’m grateful for this second half of my life and while I’m excited to see what’s next, I’ll do my best to live in the present and enjoy and be humbled by each day I am here on this earth.

I believe it’s true what they say about aging, you’re smarter and you learn what’s important and what’s not. It just clicks. It makes me think of one of my neighbors, you see, she’s eighty-seven years old and this woman is beautiful. If you saw her, you wouldn’t think she was that age, and what’s super sad is her mind is leaving this earth sooner than her body. She has dementia and it seems each day, it gets a little worse. She knows it too and I can’t imagine how hard that must be on her and she’s all alone, except for her couple of friends. One of her friends shared with me the other day that my neighbor has a son who moved to another country, and he has nothing to do with her. This woman is beautiful and wealthy and she’s alone in this world, even more so as she’s losing touch with who she is.

My neighbor was a businesswoman all of her life. She has great wealth, her looks, and is in perfect shape, yet her mind has decided to move on without her body being ready. She talks about putting herself in a home. I sit here and think, if my mind leaves before my body is ready, I want my boys to put me in a home and never come to visit, because it won’t be me, they are visiting, I’ll be gone in mind and spirt, leaving my body behind.

You may be wondering why I am thinking of this? Well, I have a family history of the women in my family and their minds seem to go away before their bodies catch up. I have an aunt who is in permanent skilled nursing because her mind is on a journey to somewhere else, but her body is not wanting to leave. When she went into the hospital last year, I was talking to my uncle, her brother and he said, “you know Rae, it’s a family curse, the women in the Lowe/Booth side of the family have a really high chance of getting Alzheimer’s. You’re a woman, so please make sure you are aware that this could happen to you.” Basically, prepare yourself and your sons they may lose their mom sooner than they are ready for.

“There is no way to stop aging. No perfect cream, no youth diet. And yet kindness will never age. A smile, a gentle word, simply being there for others. That is worth every wrinkle, every scar in life, every moment. Showing up is TIMELESS.”-Rachel Marie Martin. Each year we live brings us one step closer to moving onto the next life. I love how this person says, “a smile, a gentle word and simply being there for others. That is worth every wrinkle, every scar in life, every moment.” I wish this concept in life clicked a little sooner not only for myself, but others too. I think about the time I missed with one of my aunts who is now ninety-seven. I can’t make up for missed time, but I can make sure I don’t miss out on any more time with her. Yesterday I spent nearly an hour on the phone with her and while I needed to get things done, I wouldn’t change that time with her for absolutely nothing. I love her and I know when her body decides it’s done, I’ll miss her like crazy.

I think back to the day my dad died. It was on a Wednesday. I had called him on that Monday, and he sounded okay, but he couldn’t talk. He had just moved back to my brothers the day before and he said he needed to finish organizing his room, so I told him I loved him and I’d call him back the next day, but I got busy, so I told myself I’d call him the next day and when Wednesday came along, instead of me calling him, my brother called to tell me dad was gone. I was too busy to make that one last phone call. Never again will I allow anything to get in the way of taking just a moment for what’s important.

“One day it just clicks…. you realize what’s important and what isn’t. You learn to care less about what other people think of you and more about what you think of yourself. You realize how far you’ve come, and you remember when you thought things were such a mess that you would never recover. And you SMILE. You smile because you are truly proud of yourself and the person you’ve fought to become.”-unknown. Sometimes in the learning process, figuring out what’s important can be a hard knock in the head. Martin always says, the harder the lesson, the more we learn.

I know one lesson that I have to work on every day and that is, letting go and letting God. It’s not for me to ask why, instead, I need to simply ask for strength and understanding. I can’t go back in the past, but I can move forward and embrace every moment. I’m turning fifty-four tomorrow, a birthday I never even considered when I was younger, but here it is, knocking on my front door and I’m excited to see what it will bring. “As we grow older, we let go a little at a time: a bad memory, a negative habit, a toxic friend. Bit by bit we shed what no longer serves us until we reveal who we are underneath it all. We soon discover that even though we gave up many things, there is no feeling of loss. What we have gained in return is far more valuable.”-Emily Maroutian.

I can tell you this, over the last year, I’ve released the anger and resentment I had towards my mother, and I feel at peace. I am dead in her eyes, and I find peace in knowing, it’s because she is so involved in her religion and that horrible religion, she is a part of, tells her that because I don’t believe the same as her, I should be shunned and cast away as though I were dead. As terrible as those sounds, I’m okay with it finally because one day when I was displaying anger towards her, Martin let me rant, then said, why does this bother you so much? “Because she’ my mother,” I said. He replied calmly, “but it’s her belief system that gets her through the day” and in that moment I realized, she’s living her best life and I’m living mine and it’s okay to not have her in my world and I most certainly don’t want to be in hers because it’s filled with a cult/religion I don’t agree with. She was a reason and season in my life and even though she was my mom at one time, our lives went in different directions and that’s okay. I love her and I hope nothing but the best for her.

I was thinking the other day on my way home from San Diego about losing my dad two years ago and it hit me, I lost my mother six years ago. My parents are both gone. The feeling of loss is always going to be there, especially for my dad, but in the process of losing my parents, I’ve gained freedom to think for myself. Cult life with Mother never allowed that. When I lost my dad, I lost my crutch. You see, he always told me it would be okay and if things didn’t work out, he was there to listen to me, or tell me it wasn’t important. He always gave me an out while being my biggest cheerleader, but now, I have to push myself and not make excuses for why it didn’t work. I don’t have him making me feel better, and that’s okay. I’m growing into a stronger person because he had to leave this world, and I’m okay with that. He was suffering and I wouldn’t wish that on anybody.

One day it clicked. I grew up. I lost things I never thought I could lose, yet I’m still here and I know my daddy would be so proud of me having two blogs and a podcast. He knows how much I wanted to find my place in this life, and I finally found it. He knew my passion for writing and helping people and from the bottom of my heart, I know I’m on the right path and it’s exactly what I’m getting to do.

I’m excited to be on this journey. I’m excited to be able to write about it in this blog and I can’t wait to see where life takes not only me, but all of us.

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Happy Monday,

How is everyone doing this fine Monday afternoon? I sure hope you had a wonderful weekend. Drop me a comment here and let me know, I would love to hear from you. If you feel so inclined, please give me a thumbs up too, that is, if you like the blog.

I’m excited to get this blog up and running, all while keeping my other blog growing too. I love writing and interacting with people and it’s my desire to bring something positive to the lives of my readers and if I can help just one person, then that’s the icing on the cupcake.

I just got back from the grocery store and had to share an experience I had with you all. While unloading my cart, this woman, maybe in her 30’s said she liked the plant I had in my cart. I was buying a little extra something today besides groceries. A bamboo plant in a planter that is in the shape of an owl. Martin’s mom got me hooked on the lucky bamboo’s and I have about 5-6 now, and I’m able to keep them alive, imagine that. Anyway, enough about my lucky bamboo.

This young woman after we talked for a second about the plant just blurted out, “I lost my mom two weeks ago and I’m barely able to get through a day without breaking down.” I told her that’s okay, there is no time limit on how long she has to grieve. She chocked back a tear. She said her husband told her to take a week off, so she did last week, but she was finding it so hard to work (she does insta cart), but they need her income, so she doesn’t have a choice. She then went onto tell me how she lost her dad in November and now her mom two weeks ago. I didn’t have much to say to her, not because I can’t relate, because I most certainly can, but she didn’t need me to talk, she needed me to listen and give her permission to just talk about her mom, so I gladly accepted her request, a request that came in the form of just pouring out her heart to a complete stranger. She thanked me and I told her that I hoped she would see a sign that her mom was with her, perhaps a butterfly. As a tear rolled down her cheek, she said, gardening was something her and her mom shared together and they would spend hours talking and gardening and just yesterday, she had gone out to her garden and there were lots of butterflies around this one plant and a few hummingbirds. She said she never thought that that could be her mom, but she smiled and said, “now it makes sense, I felt peace and calm just watching these tiny little birds and butterflies, it must have been mom showing off the garden to her new friends.”

I hope just being able to talk to a stranger made her feel better. I felt good when I left the store knowing I was able to do something nice for someone, though it wasn’t much. When I got home and sat down after having my shake, I came across this quote, and it made me think of life and where I’ve been and where I’m headed. While my path isn’t set in stone, I feel like I’m going down the trail that the Universe has intended for me. For example, the number 7 is always associated with God and on my podcast, I hit a seventh listener. I got seven likes when I checked on my last blog and seven is not only Martin’s favorite number, but mine and I’m one of seven children.

I was raised in a cult and had much of my life laid out for me. I wasn’t allowed to think for myself and when I was married, I had rules I had to follow that were laid out by my husband, so when I came across this quote, it made me smile because it reminds me of how to treat others. “May you never be the reason why someone who loves to sing, doesn’t anymore. Or why someone who dressed so differently now wears standard clothing. Or why someone who always spoke of their dreams so wildly is now silent about them. May you never be the reason for someone giving up on part of them because you were demotivating, non-appreciative, or even worst, sarcastic about it.”- @MasteringLawof Attraction.

While in the cult my conversation with the young lady today may have played out so differently. I most likely would have shared a scripture with her telling her about this resurrection and how not to be sad, but instead, she should look forward to seeing her dead loved one again. Looking back, I can certainly tell you, while the intent was heartfelt, it was cruel. I learned that when someone told me after I lost my daddy, “at least you know he’ll be resurrected, and you will get to see him again.” I didn’t want to hear that. Even if it were true, most of us who lose a loved one, morn because we lost them and we want them here with us. The pain isn’t any less with this false hope of a resurrection.

I learned so much after leaving the cult. I learned to let people grieve and to let them know it’s okay to have good days and bad days, and to simply listen. I hated losing my dad and being told to return to a cult that offered me a false hope of seeing him again. Don’t get me wrong, I do think I’ll see him again, but it will be after I pass on from this life.

I allowed my ex-husband to stomp my dreams into mere ash. When I told him my dream to write a book, he told me it would never get published. Now I have two blogs and I recently completed my first novel and once it’s done in editing, I hope to have it published. I used to sing, but not anymore. He told me he hated the way I sang, so I am now self-conscious about my voice. I lived a life under complete sarcasm. Nothing I did was ever good enough and one day I’ll write about how I felt I needed to be perfect and what it felt like striving to reach the top of this mountain I created for myself to only fall flat on my face and lose everything.

I’m not complaining about how my life went, I’m actually grateful, because now that I’m awake to false teachings and how it’s not okay to let others treat you like you don’t matter or that they are better then you, I think I’m learning to have more compassion for others and I can allow my guard down and just listen to someone who approaches me while in line at the grocery store. I hope I made her feel a little better, because she made me feel good about being in the right place at the right time. I feel good that the Universe gave her the confidence to open up to me and share a piece of her hurt with me. I’m honored she shared her pain with me, and I hope she can heal to the point of being able to think of her mom and find peace and a little less tearful moment.

May none of us be the reason someone stops singing, stops being comfortable in their clothes or worse yet, stops dreaming. Instead, may we be the reason others walk away with a smile, or feel it’s okay to shed a tear or two because they lost their mom, and they think they need to be strong for complete strangers. May we be the reason someone pursues their dreams, and may we be the reason someone smiles today.

Life is short and it’s a gift. I’ll be turning fifty-four on Friday and you know what, I don’t feel embarrassed about my age, because I know there are many people before me that never reached this age and there are many people after me that won’t celebrate their next birthday, so I’m grateful that I get to have one more birthday and I get more time here on this planet to enjoy my sons and Martin too. I’m even more humbled with the opportunity to have a podcast and the ability to talk to people about my faith, their faith and being open to sharing beliefs about God.

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