Man Closest To My Heart

Soft pasty wrinkled skin
brim fingers and dried calsus with hands that
have held small quaint children
plucked a weed or two with a heart that has hugged each person
with a smile or maybe even honked the horn to say " Hello"
Whistles ringing sweet music to the ear
shucking corn till sweat of brow
sneaking candy to grand children but never lets his
sweet tooth fade because each smile is worth showing

My Grandmother's Peanut Butter Fudge

This is my grandmother's peanutbutter fudge. She would always make it during Thanksgiving and Christmas. I thought I would include this in my blog. Especially as I miss her being here in this season. And one thing my grandmother always make sure of that everyone was fed. So I hope you'll enjoy this recipe.

Mix 3 cups sugar with a small can evaporated milk and 1 stick of butter in a pan on medium heat- bring to a rapid boil and let it boil for 5 minutes-remove from heat add small container of marshmallow and a bag of peanut butter chips ( can use a small jar of peanut butter) spread out in pan - then let it cool then cut n eat

Oh Little Us

When I was little I said I want to be big
When I was big I said I want to be little
Oh little do I know

So I said if I can't be little  I want to know more
When I found more I said I want to know little
Little do I know that I know what I need to know

 I think perhaps if Eve , Adam and I could talk
I would ask Eve, " Was eating the apple really worth it to know more?"
and " Do you know more?"

I think not
I think not

 What little things did we as humans know
We only know what we know but do not realize  we can't know all

Oh little us
Oh little us

When will one learn
I think not I know
I think not I know

Perhaps it's best
Perhaps it's best
And perhaps one should take shade accepting He is Father and I am not

Life In The Current

 It  has been a good portion of time since I've been able to write. It's hard to capture all of the events but if I had sum up the core of what I've been learning it would come from the conversation I had with a precious friend of mine. My friend had asked me how I was processing things and in that response all I could think about is that I have no idea how to process the events in my life right now. Then she lovingly responded that in life we're always trying to process things but the truth is we're to live in that moment. Those we're not the exact words but it's good summary of what was said.
 If life has taught me any thing I have learned that our bodies we're not meant to be robots. There's no way that we can stand and say I think that I'll press this button today.
Life doesn't work that way at all. I wish it did but I have learned that somethings  the truth is we're in the need of accepting who we are. That one is mark right across my forehead because I tend to want to fix things all the times. I forget that maybe things are ok just the way they are. They dont' always feel or seem ok but in God's eye's they are.
I have yet to figure that one out. I have  definitely asked God those countless questions and I've told Him many times I don't understand.
If there was a time in my life where my faith has been tested it has been now. My life is full of transitions right now from:

•  The first year  coming up without my grandma
• My younger sister getting married
•  Graduating UC ( Which I call home)
•  Praying for my friends healing

And I'm sure the list goes on but this period in my life has probably been far the most interesting one.
I don't really know how this all turns out after December but I think I'm starting to come aware that all I have to do is live for the day and  realize that I would have more peace if I just accepted I am not and He is I am. Those are my current thoughts and I hope they can shed some light to someone.