Tender

Linking up with Gypsy Mama for 5 Minute Friday:

1. Write for 5 minutes flat – no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking

Today's prompt: Tender

I catch a glimpse myself in the mirror. It's a far cry from the stunning 22 year old I was. I used to be lean and svelte with beautiful complexion and did I mention a body out of this world? I never really enjoyed it then. I was too busy trying to gain a little weight to be perfect. I wanted curves. Now I just want the lump parts to disappear. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror and smile.

My eyebrows need done, I need a facial, my hair is crazy and my rounded face from too much fat.

I remember to be tender with myself.

I remember to be gentle.

I don't have to look my best at all times.  I look at myself again and realize this is also a time that I should enjoy. Years from now I'll regret not loving myself as I am. I look at myself again and realize.. I've never looked more beautiful.



Prayer and Fasting

Yesterday I decided to devote my day to prayer and fasting. I fasted until sundown.

Seve made stuffed pork chops. Mmm..

I had the most amazing restful peaceful sleep. I woke up when I was fully rested and felt refreshed, renewed and overall happy.

Love fasting.

Today I had some potato casserole and it was divine.

I love fasting so I can appreciate food again. It was a glorious amazing taste. And those baked beans, out of this world!

It was last Friday when I got the call

It was last Friday when I got the call.
It was my husband.
His father stopped breathing.
We all held our breaths
waiting
for word from the hospital.
Would they be able to revive him?
The moment came
We realized he already stepped into eternity
Devastated.
Head buried in my co-worker's shoulder
"Get it all out," I tell myself
I need to be strong for Seve..
I need to be solid and not fall apart.
The next hours are a haze
Running into the store to get some travel supplies
Throw things into suitcases
Hop in the car
Pick up baby boy
He doesn't understand
He's upset
It's no use
Meet up with family at a McDonalds
Drive the rest of the way following them.
Comfort
We arrive at the doorstep
He's no longer here.
Reality.
Amid mass phone calls, visits, appointments, shuffling through files,
The children walk into his room and ..
The words don't come.
We just stand there
hang our heads
eyes well up
Days seem like weeks
Then the day comes.
His body in the casket and all of a sudden..
It's real
He's really gone
Rest in peace I pray.
And he looks so peaceful, face flushed and sleeping;
He's not there
We tell the children
He's in heaven
One of the twins remarks his hair looks funny
It's so short
We laugh
Peace.
Be at peace.
He left a legacy of two amazing Godly men.
I have the privilege of being married to the youngest one
He's no longer part of our past
He's part of our future
We are sad
It hurts
But soon .. soon we will see him.
Until then..