Monday, November 11, 2019


Today is a special day for all those who are serving and have served in the U.S. Military.  Today is Veteran's Day.

Today, I want to say, 'Thank You' from the bottom of my heart for your courage to want to serve our country and to continue to keep us free.  
Thank you for having the strength to leave your family and loved ones behind to venture into the unknown for an indefinite length of time.   
Thank you for having the determination to stand strong when things got rough while you were on foreign soil.  
Thank you for sucking it up when you were away from your family and home during the holidays, time and time again.  
Thank you for the countless hours you still marched on without any sleep.  
Thank you, from the bottom of my heart and know that each night all the men and women serving in the U.S. Military, no matter where you are, are in my prayers for God to guide you and to keep you safe.  

Today is Veteran's Day and I salute you!  

Saturday, September 7, 2019

Matthew 17:20 New International Version (NIV)

20 He replied, “Because you have so little faith. Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”

Hi everyone, I started this blog the Forth of July.  I didn't finish it because I got called outside for some reason or another and it was forgotten about.  Between working a full-time job, home, finding time to write and finding time to go to the gym I often get discouraged.  It would be so easy for me to quit, to give up, and then I'm reminded of the verse.  

Faith...
On the Fourth of July, I pondered on the founding fathers; the authors of the United States of America Constitution. To believe in something greater than their own self and to create something that still exists today is magnificent.
There is no doubt in my mind, they had the faith of a mustard seed. 

Faith...

Anytime one steps out on new territory is a frightening concept.  Yet, many have stepped out on faith to start a new business, changed careers, go back to college after the kids start school or when their kids are out of the nest.  And some decide to follow their dream.  Sometimes, I believe having a grain of faith the size of a mustard seed, keeps the drive alive inside us.  Waking in the wee hours of the morning to jot down a scene idea on a current work-in-progress manuscript, getting a jump start on our day, when we have so much to do we feel dizzy and to enjoy a cup of coffee while we meditate on God's word is all fueled on faith.  Faith that one day, all the pieces of the puzzle will fall into place for our dream to become a reality. 

Faith...

Anything worth pursuing is never easy, in fact, it is a never-ending, frustrating, non-stop, get-in-your face turn of events.  There will be roadblocks, you will discover your adversaries, and not to mention financial dilemmas.  With faith also comes trust.  Trusting in the Lord and yourself.  Yes, yourself.  No matter what, 'Trust in the Lord with all thine heart; and lean not unto thine own understanding.  In all thy ways acknowledge him, and he shall direct they paths. Proverbs 3: 5-6

When things go wrong, not according to plan, the key, I've discovered is to stay calm.  You can't think clearly if you're fuming and angry.  For example, mid-July I attended a writer's conference in Crystal City, VA.  On the drive home, somewhere around Fredericksburg, VA, traffic came to a halt.  For forty-five minutes I crept along I-95 S at a crawl.  Instead of getting upset, (I wanted to get home before dusk), I pulled out my notepad and made notes for the current manuscript I'm working on.  Will I use them?  Probably, probably not.  However, what's important is I stayed calm and focused on thoughts and ideas for my characters instead of the six lanes of bogged traffic at a standstill.  And yes, I did arrive home right before dusk.   

Here are some photo's I hope you enjoy!


Field of Flags - U.S. Army Airborne & Special Operations Museum, Fayetteville, NC




The Angel Oak Tree - This summer I finally got to visit the Angel Oak Tree.  It's even more spectacular in person!



Arlington National Cemetary ~ John F. Kennedy & Jacqueline Kennedy's Grave.  As I ascended the steps to their grave I had chill across my shoulders.






 Changing of the guard at the Unknown Solider's Tomb.  Words can't describe the emotion as I watched the changing of the guards.  The smooth, and precise movements was an honor to witness.



Arlington National Cemetary ~ Riding the tour bus, my thoughts were with the families of the loved one's buried here.  The sacrifice, these men women gave to keep us free in the US brought tears to my eyes. 


Wednesday, May 15, 2019



Hello Friends,

I've written a short story I would like to share with you.  The idea came to me one warm, sunny afternoon in a coffee shop during my lunch break while I enjoyed a nice cup of ice coffee.  I do love ice coffee, even in the winter time.  I hope you enjoy and please, feel free to drop me a line a let me know if you enjoyed it or not.
Thanks for reading my blog!





  A TIME FOR ALL THINGS

            “Hi, Granny.”  Melinda Jacobs called out when she opened her car door with all the energy she could muster.  It was only Wednesday and she were already tired to the bone from working long hours at a demanding job.  The more long hours she worked the further behind she became in her house chores and her pursuing her love of writing.  “I apologize I wasn’t able to come by Sunday.  I had to work.”
            “Hey Puddin.”  Melinda’s seventy-eight-year-old grandmother answered coming towards her.  “I hate you missed it.  I cooked your favorite and a pecan pie too.”
            Granny called all her grandchildren Puddin’.  It were a custom in her culture all grandkids had nicknames with no indication of their favorite food, drink, sports or etcetera.  The tradition is suspected to have begun before the Civil War to prevent the Confederate Soldiers from drafting young boys to work on the fort down on the coast.  The county census held the child’s birth name.  The prevention of revealing who the boys really were remained in only the use of their nicknames. 
            “Did you save me a slice?”  Melinda stooped down gave her grandmother a hung.
            “Honey chil’ you know I did.  I baked two pies.”  Granny smiled and winked.  “I hid one in the pie safe when your mother said you couldn’t come.”  Granny turned to walk back to her flower garden of roses.
            “Thank you, Granny.”  Melinda wrapped her arm around her Grandmother’s shoulder, taking slow steps as they walked together.  “Your roses are looking great this year Granny.  Have you done anything special to them?”
            “No.  Not really.  Just some loving care here and there.”  Granny leaned down to smell a perfect bold, red bloom of a rose called, Hoochie Coochie.  “Tell me about your new job, Puddin?”
            “Not much to tell Granny. It’s corporate America.  I work when they say work or I don’t have a job.”  Melinda hunched her shoulders.  “The pay and benefits are good, however, the hours are not.”
            “That’s not good.  What about the Lord’s day?” Granny moved to the next rose bush and began to inspect the leaves and the blooms.
            “Work doesn’t begin on Sunday’s until 4 pm.  That’s why I didn’t come Sunday.  I would have been late for work if I had driven here and tried to drive back.”
            Granny nodded her head.  “I understand Puddin.  There have been many times in my life were I’ve questioned why things were done the way they were.”  Granny reached inside her handmade apron, retrieved a pair of tiny scissors and cut a closed bud of a pink rose.  With wrinkled, knotted fingers from years of hard manual labor, she cut the thorns from the flower stem.  “I know times have changed for you young folks Puddin.  I know its harder now than ever to make ends meet.  Always remember one thing is for sure.  There is a time and place for all things. To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven, #Ecclesiastes 3:1.   Don’t ever forget the Lord God, the Sabbath and always keep His day holy.  You may have to work on the Lord’s Day.  That doesn’t mean you can’t still get down on your knees and thank God for what you do have.” 
Granny motioned for Melinda to come closer to her.  Granny reached up and placed the rose behind her ear.  “Now, that’s a fine rose for my fine looking granddaughter.”  Granny turned toward the back door of her humble home.  “Come on Puddin’.  You look pale underneath your eyes.  I bet you haven’t had a decent mouthful to eat since you started working.”  Granny stopped and turned back to Melinda.  “Come on now, times a wasting.” 
            “Coming, Granny.”  Melinda forced her tired limbs to move.  Granny was right.  No matter what, she would continue to praise God.  For it was God who woke her every morning, gave her a job to go to, kept a roof over her head, shoes on her feet, clothes on her back and food on her table. If not for God, she didn’t know where she would be.  

Tuesday, January 1, 2019




HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

#HappyNewYear from me to you!  Where has the year gone?  One day I was taking photos for my Memorial Day post and the next thing I know it's #2019! 

I am compelled to explain my absence from my blog and all my social media in the past seven months.  For the ones who have read my first book, 'A Sister's Love', the main character Flo moves to New York City to take care of her niece and nephew.  While there, she takes interest in the well-being of a teenage boy, Daniel.  This past summer, I got the opportunity to experience opening my home and my heart to a teenager and an infant.  Talk about a major life change!  Although, my youngest son is 19 the mother instinct kicked right in gear whenever the little one woke in the middle of the night.  I never grumbled when I woke to fetch a bottle, changed a diaper, nor rocked the baby and myself back to sleep at 2 am.  My attitude has been I'm blessed to have had the opportunity God has given me.  Too often we get caught up in being inconvenienced, we overlook the opportunity that God is preparing us for a blessing. 

Although there were times, I chastised myself for not finding the time to write and/or blog, I now understand God had a bigger plan that included life lessons for me.  The past couple of years, I have been so consumed with studying the craft of writing and trying to learn what potential literary agents would be interested in reading in my manuscripts, I lost focus on what was more important: my love for writing and telling my stories.  So what if I don't properly introduce the hero and heroine on the first page?  What's the big deal about showing instead of telling and so what if my characters don't have a concise goal-motivated-conflict?  The way I write (my voice) is totally different from all other authors and rightly it should be.  My focus for the upcoming year is to complete to manuscripts I've been working on and to continue to ask God for guidance in all that I do.  He hasn't failed me yet. 

In spite of my once routine life getting all shook up, I had the opportunity to speak with a lady from my hometown, Becky Barfield who sings in a gospel group, FOREVER CHANGED.  Based out of Lexington, SC, the members of Forever Changed are from Lexington, SC; Woodruff, SC, and as far away as Pigeon Forge, TN.

Sharing God's love through music, Becky told me about visiting a church and after the singing, a man walked up and introduced himself, 'my name is Jimmy'.  Becky described how the wife broke down in tears.  Jimmy had dementia and he hadn't known his name in a very, long time.

On other instances, Becky recounted how visitors would introduce themselves after the singing and express how they felt close to their loved ones who had passed.

As I drove home from my church the last time Forever Changed visited, I reflected on the message I received from their song worship and I were reminded of this Bible verse: 
          1 Corinthians 2:12 Now we have received, not the spirit of the world, but the spirit which is of                                           God; that we might know the things that are freely given to us of God. 



Until next time, I wish everyone a blessed Happy New Year and a wonderful week! 













   

Today is a special day for all those who are serving and have served in the U.S. Military.  Today is Veteran's Day. Today, I want t...