dedication

My cousin Kami was killed today on the freeway just past Mountain Home. Her grandma's van blew a tire and the van rolled. Kami and her older brother were ejected from the vehicle and Kami passed away instantly. Andrew crawled to his sister's side and held his dead sister in his arms. Kami and Andrew's mother was killed in a car accident a few years ago and died from being ejected from the vehicle she was in.

No arrangements have been made at this point and time. i give my condolences to my aunt mary and my cousin andrew. my the lord help you pull through this tradegy. i love you all and god bless you

i got this from an email, it made me cry

YOU ARE MY SUNSHINEYou are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine" (Be prepared to get Watery eyes!)Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her.The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a C-section be required?Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knoxville, TennesseeThe days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there was very little hope, to be prepared for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby but now they found themselves having to plan for a funeral. Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister. I want to sing to her, he kept saying.Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over.Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not. If he didn't see his sister right then, he might never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He looked like a walking laundry basket.The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now. No children are allowed." The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "He is not leaving until he sings to his sister" she stated. Then Karen towedMichael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live.After a moment, he began to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: "You are my sunshine my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray." Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond.The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady."Keep on singing, Michael," encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes."You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away."As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr."Keep on singing, sweetheart.""The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms."Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her."Keep on singing, Michael."Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed."You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away..."The next day...the very next day...the little girl was well enough to go home. Woman's Day Magazine called it"The Miracle of a Brother's Song." The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love.

NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE.LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.Life is good.Have a Wonderful Day!

My Hero, My Mentor, My Friend part 1

last summer while walking up and down my street i ran into my neighbor and said hi and we talked for a few minutes until she asked me to come to her house with her, so i did. i walked in the door and there is this beautiful young woman (keri) sitting my neighbor's (julie) couch, well i can be a very shy person so of course inside i was screaming to myself ijust wanna leave i dont know this person i want to go home, i ignored it and sat down, julie started talking and out of the blue say's "keri, kelcey babysits and is always looking for some work, you should have her watch ashton on the saturdays you have him." She being so bubbly and all goes "ya!!, you should give me your number and i will give you a call." i give this lady my number and head out the door.



2 weeks later while at a football game i get this phone call from a number i have never seen before, curious to see who it was i called the number back and it was keri, asking if i was interested in watching her little boy the following saturday, i agreed and went on my way. that sat walking to her house i was so nervous and so so scared. i go up to the door and knock knowing she would not hear me bause her radio was blaring. she finally opens the door and the lady i had met 2 weeks prior was not the same person who was standing in front of me, this girls was crazy, spaztic and out of control (in a good way). the day went on and around 5 pm keri got home from work and instead of saying hello, goodbye and running away something felt different, we sat there and talked for almost an hour and then she pipes up, turns to look at me and says i am going to go turn my wax on, not knowing what she did for a living i said ok and gave her a weird look, she walks down the hall and hollers my name and says "kelcey, come on we have to get rid of that unibrow of yours." i felt so insulted. after the whle waxing experience i walk home and we ended up texting the entire rest of the day until i went back to her house and hung out till almost 4 in the morning.

something about keri made me feel comfortable, and now a year in a half later we seriously could not have a better friendship. i am very thankful for her being in my life and helping me through all my struggles.

A dedication to...

i am dedicating this blog to my uncle joe who was killed in a motorcycle accident a few years ago in boise. joe was a wonderful guy, he always had a smile on his face and everytime he came into the room he would shine a light on everybodies day. Joe was only in his late 20's when he passed and was a newly wed to a beautiful woman named kim, they had just gotten into an arguement and kim left to go pick up her young daughter, joe was so upset that he went after her to make things right, well he was speeding down the road weaving through traffic trying to get to his wife when a van tipped the wheel of his motorcycle and he lost all control. when the emergancy responders had gotten to the scene, there was no saving his life. he was gone.

Joe died on May 29th, 2000 a little after 1 am.

my family and i miss him very much and he will never leave our thoughts and prayers


i am dedicating this blog to him because his death was unexpected and very devastaing. i know he is in a much better place, a place i want to go when i am asked to join our father. i want to be remebered as a good holy person and to do this i must work on my relationship with the lord and with my church.