,Walking In Beauty

The greatest gift: My mother gave me, is the Gift of Beauty and Creation. She taught me that as a Woman, I was in partnership with the Creator to help create Beauty and to be a Life Giver.

I was taught to give Beauty to all my creations. Whether it be my own children, grand-children. a dress, jewelry, or whatever my imagination desired to create; this is my stewardship.

I am of the Living Arrow Clan. We are the Dog Soldiers/Warriors of our people. We are outspoken, aggressive, we speak our minds. We are protector of Righteousness.

My clan was adopted into the Bitterwater Clan. I am born for the Manygoat Clan.

My Daily Motto:

Be the kind of woman that when your feet hit the ground each morning the devil says, " Oh Crap!!! She 's UP!!"

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

I have for the past five months, been home with no income coming in because of a car accident that I was in on February 1, 2011.  I have been under the doctors order since that time.  In the accident, I was unconscious for the majority of the time caused by a head injury which call for about 10 stitches and was without much memory, disorientation and very forgetful.  Topped with slurring when I spoke.
I also received three broken ribs, broken collar bone and torn Rotator Cuff. on my right shoulder.
I was bedridden for the first couple of months, then recovery was very slow and at this time I am still doing a lot of Physical Therapy. 
All this has given me a lot of time to think.  I had lost my glasses and couldn't see to read or watch TV. Since I had scheduled an eye surgery about April, I decided instead to have it done soon as possible so I could recover from that surgery as well.
All I could do was lay there.  Bathroom trips was a massive problem.  Dressing was difficult.  So, I just listen to my Ipod.  However, for the most part I was pretty drugged up. 
With such, a slow recovery, I found myself often feeling discouraged and depressed.  Bills were building up and money was getting scarce.  I was home alone all day except at times when I would come out of surgery which was twice.  I spent that time with the Fox family, who became my caretakers along with my daughter, Michelle.
At times, I felt so a lone and empty.  All my life, I have had to fight and that just kicked in naturally.  I realized all those years of Karate, Survival Programs, Swimming and running had made me very disciplined with what went on in my mind. Depression, anger and sadness never lasted very long.
I prayed to God a lot and I had a lot of time to talk and talk.  My relationship with my Creator became stronger.  I kept trying hard to endure my challenges, pain and suffering without complaint.  Always thinking about all my good blessings and number one was that I was ALIVE!!