This weekend my husband said it. Something that will be etched in my heart forever. What was it you wonder?

He said…

“Give me the information I need to start working with Vegan Family Living so that I can start working on it.”

My heart did a patter and I heard that song in my head, “Someday My Prince Will Come” because my husband looked like a Prince to me who had come to answer my plea and rescue me from the dragon. I was so elated.

You see I had already made the choice to sell Vegan Family Living in September if he did not step up and I had told him so. However my husband normally does not follow through on things that concern helping me with business very often. Not sure what that is about but I don’t sweat it either. So I was not expecting him to actually follow through.

About two weeks ago I wrote a post about an epiphany I had. I realized that I am a point of finding myself and it sure feels great! I am not sure if it is all about being a few months from 40 or if it is just that I am finally hearing what God has been saying to me for years. Whatever it is, it really does feel good to be in this position!

I have listened to this person and that person about who I am and yet I never quite felt comfortable about what they had to say. It was as if something were missing. However, there were times when I listened and found myself in the middle of some situations that I did not want to be in. Now I don’t blame anyone because they were just trying to help and meant well, as we often do when we give advice. However, I should have listened to the voice that was guiding me elsewhere.

It seems as if things just come full circle in life and this morning, in my life, they did just that. I got a call from Oklahoma at 8:40am and I was not sure what to expect. My mother does not call me that early, unless she really has something to say. However, what I heard on the other end, made me cry and ask, again and again if she was sure.

She told me that my son, AJ’s best friend, Michiah and his family lost their mom last night to an accident that could have been avoided. Not only did the kids lose mom, but dad lost the love of his life; his highschool sweetheart. Her name was Candy.

For me life is always about self-discovery because with that discovery comes growth, power, and strength to move forward in life. My Creator did not give me life to just sit back, twiddle my thumbs through my experiences, and learn absolutely nothing about myself and what He is doing in, with, and through me. No, it always about knowing who you are, where you have been, and where you are going. And most of all you must understand the why.

This past weekend I felt compelled to read a book that I borrowed from the library in June and only glanced at the pictures. It is a copy of Maya Angelou: A Glorious Celebration and it is a celebratory biography in honor of Ms Angelou’s 80th year of life. For many of us we would look at 80 as life ending, but I saw life beginning and so much more as I read this wonderful depiction of a life truly lived; and one that continues to live.

Ok so I am only in chapter 3 of the book but this is not a book that you digest quickly. You have to take it one bite at a time and digest it slowly so that you don’t miss the valuable nutrition it provides. This morning’s meal was phenomenal.

Chapter 3 finds us reading about how we can become much like that characters on the tv show Lost. They had no idea where they were so they had no idea how to get out. How many times have I felt that way. You know that’s what happens when we allow life to stand on top of us as opposed to us standing on top of life. Talk about a wake up call!

It is so easy to let life beat you up and tear you down. But TD makes some great points that I just have to share: