Man, it’s funny how you think you’ve put the past behind you!  Then something (just a small something) throws you right back into the past!  When I married my last husband, way back in 1970, I was looking for something and someone who could make old hurts and heartaches go away!  He seemed to be just what I had been searching for all my life. He had two children, I had one 4 years old. His wife had died from cancer. He needed me as much as I needed him.  My first marriage had ended  in divorce because I had married (unbeknown to me) a womanizer and a gambler!

But God gave me the most precious thing in my life, my son, whom, without, I couldn’t have made it six years! I didn’t want another try at marriage but one day a man came into the Restaurant who had recently lost his wife tragically to cancer!  My heart went out to him because he was the saddest man! I started to make conversation with him by just asking him how he was doing, how was his day, etc.  Then one day, months later, he brought his daughter, who was fifteen at the time, and his son, who was ten. We clicked immediately. His daughter was the sweetest girl in the world. His son held back because he was only 10 years old and was very close to his mother!

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That’s the way I felt yesterday morning, as I sat in Second Baptist Church, listening to the minister who was my pastor for nearly thirty something odd years. He wasn’t just my Pastor, he was my friend and brother. My whole family felt the same way about him.

I remember the first time I ever saw him. He walked in to the restaurant. A quiet man! Everyone knew he was the new pastor at Second. So we really gave him the once over (as is the habit of true southerners). My husband and I hadn’t been married too long and were looking for a church. Soon we visited Second Baptist to see what this pastor was made of. Ha ha. We never left! We loved him from the start.

If there ever was a man, God had his hand on, it was this man ( My Daddy was such a man also!)! When he walked to that podium and started speaking, you knew the power of God was flowing threw him. I can honestly say that in all those years I never sat under his teaching or preaching that he didn’t hold my interest completely. Life wasn’t always good to him though. He had heartaches, just as we all do. His marriage fell apart around the same time mine did! It seemed my spouse and his spouse both decided that they wanted to “FIND themselves.” Off they went(not together) and the preacher and I were left to pick up the pieces of our lives.

All the church members stood behind him. We could see how his heart was breaking. He had two teenagers to finish raising. When I would talk to him, he would always ask me to pray for her.

Then one day he took a little time off . I know in my heart he did a lot of praying, just as I had to do also. But when he returned he had that thing settled between God and himself . HE was a different man. God had given him the victory and You know something, from that point I doubt he ever looked back.

It isn’t easy, starting life all over when you’re in your forties. I had my son who was just fifteen at the time. He looked after me and I looked after him. Preacher Land had his two boys, and I am sure that helped more than anything else.

That church grew under his leadership and a lot of souls were saved and won into God’s kingdom.

Then on day, when he was on a trip to the Holy Land, God had it all planned out and He met a sweet, kind wonderful christian lady who would become his wife. She was on her own journey there. I can just imagine God planning all this out. They met and the rest is history. I have never seen a couple more committed to each other. They were called to labor together at Eastside Baptist Church. She stood side by side with him and was everything a preachers wife should be.

But for some reason God allowed Preacher Land to have a stroke. It shocked all of us because to us he was invincible. It has been touch and go since then. We all kept thinking “Oh! He will beat this and be back with us before long”. It hasn’t happened yet but God is still in charge.

My sister Sue called me and said Homecoming was at Second Baptist Church and that Preacher Land was going to preach. Would I go with her? I said I wouldn’t miss that for the world.

The church was packed and even though he sat in a chair, he was the same old Preacher Land. Still such a wonderful preacher and man. I thought about the song we sang as children! ” I’ve got the joy, joy, joy down in my heart” Because there was such joy in that service! Joy on every face. Joy at seeing and hearing our friend, brother and pastor preach again! God’s presence was so prevalent that I had chill bumps up and down my arms. A friend of mine calls them “goosebumps”.

I watched June Land as she so tenderly and lovingly looked after her husband. I silently thanked a loving God for bringing them together. It has been such a beautiful thing to watch. Who knows! I still believe that my GOD can do anything He wills, so just maybe He still has the best yet to come for Preacher Gene Land! If not here, then in Heaven where all of us will be together forever and ever. I would love to be there first, so I could witness my friend and brother when he sees Jesus for the first time. Talking about shouting! Won’t that be glorious!

This has been a sad week for all of us who know Libby and her son Warren.  He has been semi-separated from his wife, Marla, for close to two years but went everyday to help her with her invalid mother or to fix anything she needed fixing. He was constantly called over there to either take her mom to the doctor, to work on somebody’s car, or something else.  That’s why I said semi-separated, because she wouldn’t leave him alone. He is one of the kindest, most caring men I have ever known.

The first time I met her, I was struck by how sweet and friendly she seemed! But I soon found out that she seemed to have two personalities. As Warren put it, she would be smiling and happy one minute and the next minute fly into a rage.

About two years ago, Jenny, her only daughter, who was one of the most gorgeous girls I have ever seen, was found dead one morning at a  friends house, from a drug overdose. She had a two year old little girl that Warren and Marla were raising. Jenny was Warren’s step-daughter. Jenny’s dad was from Texas. He came for Jenny’s funeral and took the little girl back to Texas with him.

So, that was a double whammy for Marla. Marla tried to take her own life once before that and I imagine all of that worked against her. She put a gun in her mouth and as Warren struggled with her to get the gun it went off. It shot through her mouth and took her left eye out and messed up her mouth pretty bad too!

A few days ago, Warren went to the home to take Marla’s mother and nephew to JCPenney’s to buy the boy’s school clothes! He tried to call Marla’s cell phone several times  but couldn’t get an answer. As they arrived at home at about 5:30 p.m. a Police car pulled up. He told them they found Marla lying across her daughter’s grave. She had shot herself in the heart!

Today they had a memorial service for her. At the funeral home , there was a video of her  life. She was a beautiful girl before her life went so tragically wrong; when she was in high school, when she was a young bride, and as a young mother with her baby in her arms, then later, as she looked, after her face was messed up. But the thing that struck me, she was smiling and seemed happy on all of the pictures.

None of us know what may be going on in someone else’s life. We ought to reach out more and try to ease as many burdens as is possible. It may just be with a smile , or a pat on a back, or saying “I love you ” more than we do.

My nephew Rev. Jerry Millwood, my sister Edith’s son, was called on to conduct the service. I was so proud of him. They tell me that a funeral in which someone has taken their own life is one of the hardest funerals to preach. He did a super job! I was so proud of him. The family also had one of Warren and Marla’s best friends to sing and play the piano. He is a full blooded, honest to goodness, Indian chief. He had a long ponytail and was one of the  most distinguished looking men I have ever seen. He made that piano seem to come alive. It sure wasn’t your normal dreary sad funeral music. That’s the kind of stuff I want done at my funeral.

I noticed that Warren kept his arm around his mother-in-law the entire time. He was continually patting her on her shoulder. She was seated in a wheelchair beside him. My heart just ached for them!

I went over to Marla’s mother and introduced myself to her before the service. She said “Oh! You’re Peggy.  Marla talked about you all the time and said she could talk to you all day long”. I gave Marla some flowers and she said Marla watered those flowers everyday. That just touched my heart so much. It also made me wish I had tried to do more.

There’s an old hymn that asks “Where could I go but to the Lord?” That is what I ask myself in the hard times. It is so wonderful that we have a Heavenly Father who watches after His children, not only in bad times like this but also in the good times. It seems that the older I get the more I love Him. One of the prayers I pray is “Lord, I want to love you more”. My prayer also is that people can see Him in my life so that I may be able to reach out to people like Marla.  She was hurting so bad  and just couldn’t see any other way out. God knows our hearts and MINDS and He is a just God. My prayer is that Marla is at peace and safe in the arms of Jesus.

Sometimes things seem to hit us right between the eyes when we least expect it! As I was coming inside from watering my plants ( the heat is near 100 degrees in our neck of the woods), my friend and one of the residents here was coming in. I asked about her younger sister who recently was admitted to the nursing home. Her eyes filled with tears as she explained that Barb was deeply depressed and was just lying there staring at the walls. She didn’t ever want to be put in a nursing home. I don’t think anyone wants to go there, but it was very necessary. She has C.O.P.D. and it’s very severe. Mary Lou has been going to her house every day for as long as I’ve known, looking after her and doing all her housework, but she hurt her neck lifting one of those oxygen cylinders and was unable to care for her.

You could see the heartbreak in Mary Lou’s eyes as she was talking about Barbara. She couldn’t hold back the tears. I tried to console her as best I could and told her to call me if I could do anything! I just closed my door and leaned back against it and cried out to the Lord and asked Him how in the world could we deal with some of the hard things that come into our lives. I knew the answer, really, before I asked it. “Jesus is the right for whatever’s wrong in your life”. The word’s from a song our trio used to sing in church.

Yesterday morning Betty, in Room 2 walked with her walker over to the fridge to get some water. Somehow she turned that artificial leg wrong and down she went. But this time she hit her head on the table and split the back of her head open. They took her to the hospital and stapled the wound up and sent her back home. She is completely alone except for a girl who comes at 12p.m. and leaves at 5 p.m. I went to Bojangles to get her a biscuit this morning. We will look after her, since her children don’t see fit too! But how sad is that?

Libby has had a few bad days and I thought for sure it was the beginning of the end for her ! Two days later, I dropped into her apartment and she was cooking! Just proves a big point. Only God knows when it’s Libby’s time to come home to be with him.

So many times, after I go to bed, I lay there and think about the fact that I am 76 years old. I have no idea about what is in store for me. One of my favorite songs goes “I know who holds tomorrow, and I know who holds my hand holds my hand”. That gives me peace to know that I don’t have to worry through the night because my GOD stays awake all night. I guess what I am trying to say in my humble way is that if you have the Lord Jesus in your life and you’ve given your life to him, “It won’t matter if I go or stay, I’m a winner either way”; a quote from Billy Graham’s daughter Anne Graham Lotz.

That is so profound!

Leaving this with a hilarious ending, my funny, funny sweet Samantha (who I might add is in her late eighties) called me this morning. She keeps me laughing! She said they had a new sound system in their church and one of the deacons called her daughter this morning and said “Tina, that sound system was so loud yesterday morning, my glasses almost jumped off my nose!”

That almost tickled me to death.

Keep looking up folks! One of these days that trumpet is going to sound and we will be leaving this old world of troubles and sorrows!

One of my best friends was called home to be with the Lord a few days ago.  She was one of our employees at Peggy’s Restaurant for years. A happy-go-lucky person who loved to laugh, cook , and sing!  She never met a stranger and was so much fun to work with and to just hang out with.

But she found out, on a routine trip to her doctor, that her kidneys were very bad and that she would need a kidney transplant.  We were all shocked, because if she knew something was wrong, she never showed it.  She had to go on dialysis and stayed on that treatment many years, but a kidney never came for her. The last time I saw her, Sherry and I ran into her  just outside the Dialysis Center and at  first I didn’t recognize her. Her cheeks were so puffy from her condition. She knew us though and jumped up and hugged and hugged us. I was so glad to see her!

Loretta and I ate so many meals at her house. She could make some of the best potato salad anyone could ever taste. Well, to be honest everything she cooked was delicious. But I remember the time she called and invited Loyd, Sherry, Loretta and myself  to dinner. Loyd and I were really going down on some turnip greens. They were out of this world good but I noticed that the meat Janis had seasoned them with had little crinkles in the skin. The next day at work I asked Janis what she seasoned her greens with and she said pigtails. I nearly fell over in the floor.  I told her I probably would never have touched them, if I had known that.  She was laughing so hard ! She said “You liked them, didn’t you?”  I said “Well, yeah!”  She said “WELL!”

One morning, Janis, Carmen Wilson and I were preparing to open the restaurant  at 4 A.M.  Carmen brought her CD player and some accomp. tapes. One was “I will always love you”, the Dolly Parton song that Whitney Housten made famous. Carmen was out front and Janis was back in the kitchen with me. They were singing to the top of their lungs to that tape, both of them trying to out-sing the other.  I thought I was going to die right there on the spot. My ears rang for two days. I never did like that song after that.

When we sold the restaurant, we lost touch with so many people we were close to. But Janis and her family always stayed in our hearts. We watched some of her children grow up, especially Iris, the baby girl. A lot of her children worked for us from time to time. We loved them all. We went a lot of places with Janis and it never mattered to us that she was black. She was such a pretty woman. People who knew her when she was growing up, said she was beautiful.

I will always hold her in my heart and I’ll just bet you that Loretta  and Sis came running to meet her,  and I believe they are dancing all over Heaven. One day I will be with them. Heaven is beginning to sound even more like HOME to me every day!

It’s been awhile since I have had the time to write again.  Seems my days are filled with  running from one apartment  to the other!  I was sleeping like a baby, early this morning, when the phone rang. It was Betty in Apt. 4.  She said “Peggy, I’m on the floor again. Can you help me?”  I called the paramedics. She started to get up from her lift chair and lost her balance. She has one artificial leg and sometimes turns the wrong way, and down she goes. So far she has landed on her rump, which is good. But she is a heavy woman and none of the residents (who are all seniors) can pick her up! She told them she didn’t know what she would do without Peggy! Bless her heart!

She has two sons and a daughter who  never come to see her or call to check on her. They had a little spat sometime along the way, so I guess this is the way they try to get even with her! How sad! She cries a lot but I try to talk to her about the FACT that she belongs to God and He never leaves us alone!

Sometimes I feel very vulnerable myself, especially around bedtime, when everything is so still and quiet! But all I have to do is pick up my Guideposts or Bible, that I keep on my bedside table, and as I read I feel peace and assurance that God is with me! He has brought me through some terrible times.

My friend Libby is dying from C.O.P.D. and just this weekend she had some “touch and go” moments. She hugged me, with tears running down her face, and said “Rudy is with me. He’s been with me all day long.” Rudy is her late husband who died three years ago. Her face was glowing! Just another proof that God never leaves you! The Bible tells us that He will send a comforter to be with us.

People try to find happiness and fulfillment in so many other things and shut God completely out of their lives but when they get as old as I am  and look back over their lives, as I do, they can see all the marvelous ways  He has guided them, walked with them, and made so many crooked paths straight for them. I remember that I prayed every morning, before I left for work at the restaurant, for God’s help in the food that I prepared and just to let me have a good day. As I look back on that, I know there would have been NO WAY I could have made it through each day without His help. Some times I just ponder on the amount of food I cooked each day, always had it prepared on time, not to mention the compliments we received on the taste of the food! I give God all the glory for our success at Peggy’s Restaurant.

My son Kevin used to kid me a lot and tell me that I would’nt have lost two husbands if I hadn’t stayed in the kitchen so much! Well, he put it a little bit different, but we won’t even go there!

Victoria is working split hours now, so I’m not getting to talk to her as much.  I miss talking to her! We have grown so close, that I just can’t hardly remember  when she wasn’t in our lives. She is everything I have ever wanted in a daughter (well, in law) I couldn’t love her more if she was my flesh and blood daughter!  I know I must get on their nerves, sometimes, because  I find myself calling them about anything that gives me an excuse to call them! I haven’t seen them in almost a year but God willing I will get to go down to Florida in about another month!

It’s time for me to begin my day! Maybe God will use me in some marvelous way to brighten the day of some of my co-horts in our senior complex!  Some only need a smile, or a pat on the back, or an “I Love you” but more importantly “GOD LOVES YOU!” It would mean so much if some of you would take the time to call your older family members or older friends, just to say “I LOVE YOU”.  You don’t realize how starved some of them are to hear those very words.  I am going to do that today!

It’s so amazing how God works in your life sometimes. Night before last I got this incredible  urge to got to Dollar Tree  (a store where nothing costs more than a dollar).  As I walked in, I noticed a man, probably in his fifties, just aimlessly walking, aisle to aisle, obviously deep in thought. I passed him and he said, “Hi!”  Then I passed him in the next aisle and he said, “Hello!” Finally, he looked at me and smiled. Then he asked “How are you tonight?” I said “Just fine ! How are you?”  He looked down and said “Well, I went to work a little while ago and they were locking the doors. They told us to go home, they were closing down the plant.” I said “Oh! My Goodness! I am so sorry.” That began a very long conversation between us. He said he and his wife had sold their home and moved from Alabama to N.C., that he was a truck driver for years but wanted to try something new. His wife worked in the Dialysis clinic. His daughter was making all A’s, was elected  to go  to Governer’s school. One  son was in the Marines and had been to Afghanistan twice. The other son was married and living in Alabama. His parents who were 80 and 84 years old and wanted them to come back home!

Then he switched subjects and started telling me about how much they trusted the Lord, went to church, paid their tithes; how God has been so good to them and that they knew He would take care of them. What it all boiled down to was simply this!  He just hated telling his wife that he was laid off!  He said he knew she would understand. But he just found it hard to tell her! I wished him well and went on my way. A little while later, I came up the aisle next to the one he was in and I heard him talking to someone on his cell phone. Most probably his wife. He said “I just met the nicest woman in here!”

You see, God knew his need and sent me to that store! After he talked it over with me, it made it easier for him to call his wife.

All over our country, the same conversations are taking place. People are losing their jobs, they don’t know which way to turn. One thing I know for sure!  God knows all things. He knows and He understands! The scriptures tell us “If we turn from our wicked ways and turn back to Him, He will forgive us and heal our land”. Then and only then we will see peace and prosperity again. My parents (my dad was a Baptist minister) would be shocked and so hurt, over all the things that are going on in our country and most every other country!

I am so extremely glad that I am still holding on to the hand of a God who holds the fate of ALL of us in  His Great big HANDS.  If  He lets us go, it will all be on our shoulders.

I am so glad He gave me a chance to reach out to one of His children.

What two wonderful days we have had this weekend.  Last weekend we were covered with a blanket of snow!  The snow was just absolutely beautiful, but cold on the bones of all the seniors here at our senior complex.  Nothing was stirring, not even a mouse!  We just could not stay away from the windows though. One lady said she turned out all her lights, curled up on the couch, and looked out the window as snow fell, lit up by the security lights.  What is that saying “Once a man, twice a child”?

The temperature reached nearly 80 degrees both yesterday and today. It sure lifted my spirits a lot. Libby and I rode to Tony’s, in  Gastonia, yesterday and got a Banana split each.  My, Oh My!  I needed that like I needed a hole in my head. If you haven’t been fortunate enough to have an ice cream place  like Tony’s  near where you live, you have missed something wonderful (but fattening). We won’t even go there !!!

Lately I have been thinking about how I drop in on Victoria and Kevin everyday (via phone calls).  They tell me they don’t mind but I’m sure they must.  I remember when I was married to Jim, that every time his folks would drop by to see us, just as soon as they would leave he would say, “Well, wonder what they were trying to find out this time”,  or something of that sort!

Bob’s mother put me through some hard times because she was so jealous of me, because he married me. But I have to say, I think she loved me like a daughter before she died. So did Jim’s mother. After our marriage broke up, every time she came into the restaurant to eat, when I walked over to speak to her, tears would roll down her cheeks.

I guess all of that sort of “marked me” as my mama used to say.  I am so afraid of stepping out of my place, that I am always questioning them about it! Kevin is my only child but he is  certainly NOT a mama’s boy, Thank God.  He loves me, as every child should love their mother, and he has always looked out for me. I have always prayed, from day one, that he would find a girl who would love him as much as he deserved to be loved, and that he would love her in the exact same way. Well , my Prayers were answered when God brought Victoria into his life again. They are like two peas in a pod and I have never seen him happier than he is right now. I just don’t want to ever do anything that would make her think that I was trying to hold on to him. I couldn’t be happier than I am now. Because Kevin has finally found his soul mate. I believe that with all my heart and I give God the credit for it all. The only thing! I wish He would have brought them together years earlier, so I could hear the pitter-patter of little feet running through my house.

Victoria has two beautiful grown daughters, though, that I will gladly accept as my granddaughters if they will but accept me. God knows what He is doing. He knew as old as I was, I would rather have two already grown grands (as my friends of COLOR calls their grandchildren).

It’s kind of a lonely life when you start going down the other side of the hill! My biggest fear is that I might be a bother to someone or that I might lose my independence. I have a little plaque that reads  ” Live , So that when you are gone, It will have mattered that you were here”.

That’s how I want my new family to think of me!

The funniest thing happened to me this morning!  My friend Libby is an avid bird lover and has a bird feeder on her window. I was at her apartment this morning and a lot of different kinds of birds were flying around the feeder trying to fight to get their portion. All at once, Bump!, one bird flew into the window pane. We both jumped and I said “Oh! goodness. I’ll bet that little bird got hurt.  I looked toward the small tree nearby and saw a bird just shaking it’s head. It looked kinda odd to me because I had never seen a bird do that. I told Libby to look at that bird, it had to be the one that hit the window, because of the way it was shaking it’s little head. Libby looked and started laughing! Then she said “Peggy, that’s a woodpecker”.

That was the first woodpecker I had ever seen, in all my 76years (Will be in May!). I asked her “Can he really peck holes in that branch?” She said yes, still laughing at me.  Loretta loved birds as much as Libby does. She would go out into the backyard, after we came home from the cafe every afternoon and feed those birds. Sometimes when we got home, on the telephone lines across our property, birds would be sitting from one end to the other, waiting on her to feed them. We would get the biggest kick out of that!

I have learned all about birds from watching from Libby’s window. She tells me which each one is which. We saw about five big fat robins one day last week. You name it!  We’ve seen it.

Libby and I share something special. We laugh at one another’s silly jokes and also the crazy things older folks do. Today she called for me to come over and she had me an Easter coffee cup. It is beautiful and she has one just like it. She said “Now, we have one just alike!”  I told her everytime I looked at it , I would think of her!  She said “I will think of you too, when I look at mine.”

She is failing, now, from all that morphine she has to take, but she will never give up until she absolutely has to. She has taught me so much about hanging in when you have a terminal illness. She cries sometimes! She is human, just as we all are.  She shared with the Hospice Chaplain, Dave, yesterday that she wanted to go home to be with her Lord and Savior but also to see her Mom and the rest of her friends and family. She has really fought a battle but I think she is getting tired now!

She looked over at me, yesterday, and said “Peggy, I know it hurts you to hear me say this, but this is no way to have to live!”  I agree!   Yes, my asthma is under control, but I haven’t forgotten the dashes to the emergency room, when I would be fighting for my breath. It’s a horrible feeling! I’ve seen her when she had to fight and she’s still doing it. Not as often, with all the medicine and morphine she has to take.

My Prayer has been for awhile now, that God won’t  let her smother to death, that He would just reach down and pick her up in those strong loving arms of  His and take her home as she is sleeping.

When she wakes, the first face she will see is Jesus, Her Lord. Then she will see Rudy, Her husband. What a wonderful, glorious day, that will be.

Now’s the time of year again when the Florist’s shops are working overtime to take orders and send flowers to sweethearts , wives, and  you name it.

It makes your mind wander back to some other time, some other place. The one time I remember distinctly is the first Valentines day after Jim and I had been married for a little over two months. Guess what I got ! A box of Ayds candy. For those who don’t remember what that was, it was candy that was supposed to help you lose weight. I should have kicked him to the curb then because that should have given me an inkling of what my life with him was going to be like.

The sweetest gift, I have ever received is a little dog, with red ears, a red nose and a red ring around one eye. When you turn him on, the music to “Sugar pie, Honey bunch, You know that I love you, I can’t help myself, I love you and nobody else.” His ears start jumping up and down and he moves his little head in time to the music! I nearly had a fit ! I went to every apartment and showed and played it, for everyone of  the residents in our building. I have never seen such pleasure shown by all these old folks. Room no. 2 is a lady of 77 yrs. who has had one leg removed, is diabetic and also has a heart problem. She laughed until the tears came, and said that was the cutest thing she had ever seen.

The next apartment has a resident that keeps pretty much to herself. I’ve known her most of my life and she has always been a recluse, of sorts. But I have never seen such a smile when she saw that little dog and heard the music. She just took it in her arms and hugged it and told me she just loved it!

Then I stopped at my sister’s apartment. She hasn’t had much to smile about in the last year because of her illness and near death experience. But she was smiling when I left her, also! Everyone got such a kick out of my little Valentine present.

Then on to Libby’s apartment. She is my best friend, who is dying from C.O.P.D. She also, just doubled up with laughter.  Zeke, her dog made a dive for my doggie, because he loves stuffed animals. I had to grab it fast to keep him from getting it.

Older people get lonely!  I wish their children and friends would remember that.  Betty had a misunderstanding with her three children, so they very rarely come to see her. They don’t see the  falling tears that I see when I drop in on her. She sits by that window most of the time. Thankfully we have a beautiful Senior Center in Kings Mountain. We are so lucky that it is only a couple blocks from where our Senior Complex is. The  bus comes by here from there, to pick up anyone who wants to go, everyday!

My heart was full and running over when I returned to my apartment. Who would have thought a little stuffed dog that Victoria and Kevin sent to me on Valentines Day could have brought that much joy to so many?!

God uses people in all kinds of ways to bless His children. Betty’s children might not care about her, but God does! Who knows what kind of day each one of these people had or how lonely they had been! But God knew and He led my “munchkins”,  Kevin and Victoria, to that little dog. I got my special blessing by watching the faces of my neighbors as they watched a little stuffed dog do its ‘stuff”.

Victoria and Kevin both have a store on EBay, where they sell shirts. Victoria also sent me two beautiful Tee shirts. I get to wear them and show them off to my friends. I’m looking forward to visiting them before to long, and helping them build some flower beds.

Thanks kids, for allowing God to use you to bless a bunch of “old ladies”.  WE Love you!