Friday, February 23, 2018

Just Because......

TRUE STORY....  Feb 23, 2018
Mama Loves ya, Nakeeta




Thursday, February 22, 2018

Important things to LIVE and REMEMBER

 

You have angels and spirit guides with you right now. We all do, in every moment. Place your awareness into your auric field, feel their love, their compassion, they are with you always. They wish so deeply for you to open up to their presence, for you to allow the full plethora of their loving embrace.




 Quotes Of The Day - 12 Pics


'Be a Seal' ...  let the BS just ROLL OFF ! 





He who angers you conquers you



Favorite quotes from spiritual teacher and intuitive healer Matt Kahn. www.TrueDivineNature.com


"May every soul that touches mine...... By George Eliot, pen name of Mary Ann Evans (1819–1880), English novelist.  (Linked to wikipedia-George Eliot)  <3

"May every soul that touches mine...... By George Eliot, pen name of Mary Ann Evans (1819–1880), English novelist. (Linked to wikipedia-George Eliot)
Photo... Sunrise by Debra Estep - Twinsburg OHIO 

"...I do not have time for things that have a no soul."


Quote by Timothy Leary.  Full quote at link.  <3  JUST click the VISIT button.  :)



~*~ Live & Let Their Light Shine ~*~  Check out the full blog post here....  http://debinside.blogspot.com/2007/05/live-and-let-their-light-shine.html


Every day you either see a scar of courage. Where you dwell will define your struggle.




PLEASE DO remember ME as a Warrior....  Silently going around
doing GOOD.   A warrior does not HAVE to be loud, yelling, killing....
A warrior can be a stealthy, silent  DO GOODER.  LOL
LOVE Mom Feb 22, 2018
My Mom. She is a Warrior.


A gathering of angels appeared above my head They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said They said come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me Come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me" Styx O:-)

Photo by Debra Estep
A gathering of angels appeared above my head They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said They said come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me Come sail away come sail away Come sail away with me" Styx O:-)




I could not have made this up.... JUST happened TODAY !!!  <3
True EVENT ....  Feb 14, 2016 -  It's NOW Feb 22, 2018.....
The Verb CHERISH has YET to be put into action. 
 


<3 by D. Estep

Photo by Debra Estep.   Driveway... Twinsburg OHIO

Because I could not stop for Death





"Because I could not stop for Death" is a lyrical poem by Emily Dickinson first published posthumously in Poems: Series 1 in 1890. The persona of Dickinson's poem meets personified Death. Death is a gentleman caller who takes a leisurely carriage ride with the speaker to her grave.

Because I could not stop for Death (479)

Because I could not stop for Death – 
He kindly stopped for me –  
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –  
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility – 

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –  
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –  
We passed the Setting Sun – 

Or rather – He passed us – 
The Dews drew quivering and chill – 
For only Gossamer, my Gown – 
My Tippet – only Tulle – 

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground – 
The Roof was scarcely visible – 
The Cornice – in the Ground – 

Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads 
Were toward Eternity – 
 
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet.
While Dickinson was a prolific private poet, fewer than a dozen of her nearly 1,800 poems were published during her lifetime.[3] The work that was published during her lifetime was usually altered significantly by the publishers to fit the conventional poetic rules of the time. Dickinson's poems are unique for the era in which she wrote; they contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often use slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation.[4] Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality, two recurring topics in letters to her friends.
Although Dickinson's acquaintances were most likely aware of her writing, it was not until after her death in 1886—when Lavinia, Dickinson's younger sister, discovered her cache of poems—that the breadth of her work became apparent to the public. Her first collection of poetry was published in 1890 by personal acquaintances Thomas Wentworth Higginson and Mabel Loomis Todd, though both heavily edited the content. A complete, and mostly unaltered, collection of her poetry became available for the first time when scholar Thomas H. Johnson published The Poems of Emily Dickinson in 1955.
(Wikipedia)


 https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/56/Black-white_photograph_of_Emily_Dickinson2.png
 Emily Dickinson - age 16
 

Friday, February 16, 2018

How Can I Help You Say Goodbye

"How Can I Help You Say Goodbye"


Through the back window of a '59 wagon
I watched my best friend Jamie slippin' further away
I kept on waving 'till I couldn't see her
And through my tears, I asked again why we couldn't stay
Mama whispered softly, Time will ease your pain
Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same

And she said, How can I help you to say goodbye
It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry
Come, let me hold you and I will try
How can I help you to say goodbye
 
I sat on our bed, he packed his suitcase
I held a picture of our wedding day
His hands were trembling, we both were crying
He kissed me gently and then he quickly walked away
I called up Mama, she said, Time will ease your pain
Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same

And she said, How can I help you to say goodbye
It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry
Come, let me hold you and I will try
How can I help you to say goodbye
 
Sitting with Mama alone in her bedroom
She opened her eyes, and then squeezed my hand
She said, I have to go now, my time here is over
And with her final word, she tried to help me understand
Mama whispered softly, Time will ease your pain
Life's about changing, nothing ever stays the same

And she said, How can I help you to say goodbye
It's OK to hurt, and it's OK to cry

Come, let me hold you and I will try
How can I help you to say goodbye

How can I help you to say goodbye.

Released March 1994 - Patty Loveless

Saturday, February 10, 2018

Remembering Mom

The day was January 13, 2010.   A stranger called me to say that my Mom
had fallen and she was being rushed to a local hospital.  
I immediately drove to that hospital.   Mom was somewhat alert, but she had
an injury to her head.  She was 77 years old.   She was at the Veterans
administration doing the last of my dad's paperwork.  Dad had just died
Nov 5th of the previous year. 

Mom ended up having 2 brain surgeries and she passed on Feb 20th of 2010. 


My Mother was an AMAZING woman.   I being her only daughter, we were
always VERY close.   I have said over the years that nothing was left unsaid
between she and I.   That is NOT quite true.   I really wished I had told her
more often how AMAZING she was.   It's fine.  She knows for sure NOW. 





This photo of Mom was one I took on Feb 5, 2010.   She had her 1st brain
surgery on Feb 4th. 





 This photo of Mom was taken on Feb 10, 2010.   My cousin Carol and her hubby John sent Mom this lovely flower arrangement.   Mom LOVED pink roses. 
It's such a special photo, because she was SO HAPPY with the flowers.
In talking recently with my daughter Nicole, Nic reminded me how she brought
Grammy some cheesecake.   GRAM LOVED THE CHEESECAKE.  


 

 

Sunday, January 14, 2018

‘Life Goes On’ By Jenna Rose Lowthert -

‘Life Goes On’

By Jenna Rose Lowthert - 
 
Today sucks, I know. It’s going to be hard. But so is every other day since you have lost your mother. There is absolutely no love in this world like the love of a mother. There is a void that cannot and will not ever be filled, no matter what anybody tells you. You don’t miss her today any more than you will tomorrow, or the next day, or the day after that.

Today, Mother’s day, is just another painful reminder that she is no longer physically here. As you watch friend’s celebrate with their mom’s, please remember that yours is tucked away deep down in your heart where she will forever stay.

As the wind blows through your hair, know that it is her gentle and loving touch. As the warmth of the sun shines on your face please remember the warmth in your mother’s heart through all of the days she had on this earth. She didn’t want to ever leave you and she still hasn’t left you.

Your mother was greater than this world. I know sometimes life just doesn’t seem fair and it never will but please, please, don’t cry today, for your mother would want nothing more than to see you smile. I feel the pain within your heart as another day passes by without her. She doesn’t want you to be sad.

She wants you to honor her life in the best way possible, and that way is to live it. Live it for you. Live it for her. I know it is sometimes easier said than done and sometimes words just don’t help and I know this because I lost my beautiful 48 year old mother almost two years ago when I was 24. I have come to find that the best way to heal is to remember. Remember her. Remember the sorrow, remember the love, remember everything.

Talk to her, she’s always listening. And simply cherish the time you did have with her and the memories you have made.
I want you to know that on this day, you are not alone. You are never alone. All of our mother’s are watching over us from heaven this Mother’s Day… and every day, for the rest of our lives. Happy Mother’s Day to all of the motherless daughters out there. Today is your day too. Celebrate her, start a new tradition, live life to the fullest, and most importantly remember that even through the darkest of days, life still goes on.
-Jenna Rose Lowthert 
 
 
Jenna Rose Lowthert was inspired to write her book "Life Goes On.." after her mother passed away on May 27th, 2013 after a 10-month battle with stage four lung cancer. Her mom was only 48 years old, and her courage and strength was truly amazing. When her mom passed away Jenna’s world was crushed, but she found treasures she left behind that told a story of a mother's undying love for her children. Jenna wrote "Life Goes On...

Here is a link to my Pinterest grief board....

https://www.pinterest.com/momdeb555/grief-sympathy/

For My Children

Dear Kerri, Nicole, Brian, Vincent, Sara & Kevin

Today, January 14, 2018 I have created a new label...
"For My Children"

Next month, I will turn 60.  Life as we know it is a one
way ticket.  One day I will not be here.  
There will be sadness, and tears... but I know that all
that I have imparted your way over the years will
stick with you.  

When you have to face that one day, I hope the posts I
have shared here under this label... 'For My Children'
will bring you comfort and ALSO some laughs. 
NOT all of the posts will be tear jerking sad posts. 
MAY you ALWAYS remember the funny off the wall
sense of humor that I have (had).   

With Love Always, 
Mama 





 IF you think you need a memorial service,
I hope you find something FUN to wear....
LIKE THIS.  :)