As we remember…

For America today is a day of remembrance for those lost in the terror attack on September 11, 2001. I’ll never forget the moment I heard about this horrible attack on American soil. The tears I shed that morning were for those lost in such a terrible way, for their families and for America. In that moment I knew we’d never be the same again.

No longer would we be sure of anything. It was the unthinkable and in that frame of mind, we wondered, is it over? I knelt as I held my small son, praying for America and the future of our children that would now live in post September 11th America. We still feel the effect today and it’s always at the back of our minds.

I sat this morning watching the moment of silence on television with tears streaming. The feelings that passed through me were overwhelming. Then as they played taps I thought of all the men that have lost their lives fighting for our safety. We take for granted what they do for us everyday.

Our Nation stood tall after that day and vowed to rebuild. So many heroes arose that day and many more were lost. The number of those lost is staggering.

So, on this day of remembrance for America, please take a moment to give thanks for those men and women that fight for us everyday and a prayer for those we lost on that fateful day. May God bless America!

Friday Writing …

It’s Friday and the day before a holiday here in the States. I’m like a big kid when it comes to any holiday. I enjoy the family gathering together and eating lots of food. Yes, I remember that I’m on a low calorie diet, but I get one day a week to splurge and I’m picking tomorrow. But I’ll be as good as I can 😉

This morning I’ve been working on part of the manuscript that’s a surprise. I’ve stepped into a new world with this one and I’ll give you a little, itty, bitty hint, There’s no cowboy in this one! Oh no, not a cowboy in sight. Yep it’s hard not to add some boots or Stetson to someone. But don’t worry, I’m not giving my cowboys away, not at all. I’m just trying something different, we’ll see how that goes.

Have you ever stepped out of your normal writing genre? How did it go?

I’ll be giving a little away later, but for now this is all I can give you. Exciting things are happening and this is part of it. Maybe it’ll lead to something bigger and better. We’ll just have to see.

Hope all of you have a safe and wonderful holiday weekend! Here’s an early Happy 4th of July for my fellow Americans.

As always, good writing and May God Bless You…

Black Friday! Not Me!

Ok, so I’m not sure if other countries have Black Friday Sales, but in America people go nuts. Why? I don’t like to shop on a regular day, I’m sure not going to go on the day 95% of America is too… People camp out at stores waiting for them to open the doors at or before daylight on Black Friday. That’s if they didn’t go right after filling up with turkey and dressing to the stores that opened on Thanksgiving night.

How on earth can you get your mind wrapped around Christmas shopping when you are miserable from eating so much? It amazes me how many people live for Black Friday. I guess I’m just weird, but I don’t like shopping and especially standing in line.

As for me, I shop online. Cyber Monday I will sitting at my laptop clicking away. All I have to do is find what I want and then click checkout. No lines, no angry people snatching items out of your hands, and no driving anywhere. I can shop in the comfort of my own home, sitting with a cup of coffee, just enjoying the Christmas season.

So, now that I’m done with my Black Friday rant, hope everyone is pleasantly full from their Thanksgiving meal. As always, good luck writing (remember November is almost over) and May God Bless you…

Tears of Remembrance…

As I ponder this day of remembrance, the tears prick my eyes. We still have so many men and women serving in war torn countries today. They’re still in harms way so that we can sit at our laptops and blog, tweet, or just do anything we want to. My heart goes out to the parents, spouses, and children here at home wondering where their loved one is at this very moment. Are they safe? Are they hurt? When will they come home?

I was at my son’s school one day this week and they were having a Veteran’s Day celebration. Pictures lined the walls of the lobby. Some were old and faded, others were current day. They were of military men and women. I walked slowly by each one, reading their information. I stopped at one that I was drawn to. It was of a young man that was killed about six months ago in Afghanistan. He was such a handsome young man, with a family and small children. I felt the tear that threatened to spill at the corner of my eyes. I feel it now as I write this post. My heart was so full of anger, sorrow, emptiness. I could hardly breath.

I turned to see my son coming up the hall and I took a startled breath. He will be of age in five years. Where will our world be then. Will he be called up to duty? The tears that threatened to spill burst forth. I hugged my son and thanked God that he was safe. Of course my son thought I’d lost it. He turned to the photo I was looking at and sighed. He felt the pain too.

So remember our men and women serving now for our freedom. Remember those that have died through all these years to keep our freedom in tact. Respect those that are home, but served their time. It’s because of them that we have what we do and we can go to Church on Sunday, we can go to the store without fear, we can walk up our sidewalks without fear and we can live when they may not…

So just remember…

Somber day in America!

This is a day to remember those that lost their lives 11 years ago. I remember exactly what I was doing that day. I was so excited because I had moved into my new home office that was separate from the house the day before. My son was only two. We were watching “Little Bear” and my aunt called to tell me to turn the tv on the news.

I remember sitting there holding my son crying for those poor people. I looked down at my son and thought, he will never see the world that was before 9/11/01. It will be forever changed in this one moment in time. I was right. Somehow I managed to keep him calm, but my heart was aching.

This is for all of those that lost someone on that tragic day. Freedom will always ring true, love will stay in your heart, and justice will be served, either on this earth, but mostly at the feet of our Savior. May God bless and keep you.