Old Folks Had Some Sayings

Time Brings About A Change

I remembered when I was a child growing up I use to hear the old folks say that “time brings about a change” but I had no clue as to what that meant. But as I got older I understood very well. Everything changes and your memories fade I took a trip down memory lane the other day and how have things changed. When we were kids my dad had a house at #8 High Street. This street was one block long with a houses on one side and garages on the other side it was located off of East 4th Street. Now there is no evidence that street existed. Then I looked for 2nd&Poplar Street where we also lived. Street looks totally different they have to build new townhouses. Then I looked for East 6th Street. Then I looked at the house we lived in 432 McCaulley Street. It's also gone and new town homes have been built it now longer McCaulley Street it’s now Mc Caulley CourT. Then I looked at the house we lived in on 11th& Walnut StreeT. The house had been totally renovated and doesn’t even look at the seaMe. The Pool hall on the corner, the flower shop that used to be next door to us is also gone.

Mom Never Knew

God’s Grace will sustain you when you go through difficult times if you just trust him. So many things happen in our lives that we don’t understand. I’m sure that my mother never thought that her child would be abducted by her friend. Things like this just didn’t happen back in 1947 in Wilmington, DE but it did. Mom never saw it coming this lady betrayed and deceived my mother pretending to be her friend but plotting and scheming on the other hand how to steal her child. I could only imagine the pain and hurt Mom endured for many years never knowing if your child is living or dead. Mom struggled with guilt for many years blaming herself for something that was beyond her control.

Jesus Never Fails I am a living witness to his miracle working power

Old Folks Had Some Sayings!!!!!!!!!

Time Brings About A Change

I remembered when I was a child growing up I use to hear the old folks say that “time brings about a change” but I had no clue as to what that meant. But as I got older I understood very well. Everything changes and your memories fade I took a trip down memory lane the other day and how have things changed. When we were kids my dad had a house at #8 High Street. This street was one block long with a houses on one side and garages on the other side it was located off of East 4th Street. Now there is no evidence that street existed. Then I looked for 2nd& Poplar Street where we also lived. Street looks totally different they have to build new townhouses. Then I looked for East 6th Street. Then I looked at the house we lived in 432 McCaulley Street. It's also gone and new town homes have been built it now longer McCaulley Street it’s now Mc Caulley CourT. Then I looked at the house we lived in on 11th& Walnut StreeT. The house had been totally renovated and doesn’t even look at the seaMe. The Pool hall on the corner, the flower shop that used to be next door to us is also gone.

New Directions

Happy New Year to you all

This is a New Year and new season. It’s time to reinforce your dream and move forward in this new year. It’s not time to look back at the things you did not accomplish last year. Set your goals and keep moving forward. That’s exactly what I plan on doing so I back to promoting and marketing my mother’s story. I have some exceptional excerpts from my book that I will be sharing on a weekly basic. I would love feedback from my readers. I thank everyone that took their time to stop by my blog.

Why is the truth so hard to believe?

It took my sister, sixteen years to find out the truth, it took me sixty years to confirm that same truth. My former pastor always said what’s done in darkness will be revealed to the light, if you cover your feet your face will stick out. In other words, if you live a lie it will eventually catch up with you sooner or later. In my case it was later. I tried to imagine how my sister felt when the lady that had raised her finally confessed that she was not her biological mother. I can only imagine the betrayal she felt as she ran to her room sobbing after receiving such devastating news. As she lay on her bed sobbing for hours trying to make sense of this, she though this has got to be a nightmare I will wake up soon. But it wasn’t a nightmare it was the truth and she had to somehow deal with it. She didn’t know how all the love and trust she had for her mother had changed in the twinkling of an eye. She felt that she had been deceived and betrayed by the women she trusted the most in all the world

Unforgetable Memories

The Reason Why I Decided to Write My Mother's Memoir

As Authors each of us have our own reason as to why we write a particular genre. My writing didn’t start out as a memoir I was trying to find our sister that had been abducted as an infant. I was so desperate to bring some closure and make sense out of this whole abduction ordeal so that I could move forward with my own life. I wanted to know what happen to her, whether she was still living or not. So I just started writing letters to everyone and anyone that I thought could help find her. But then the more I wrote the better I began to feel it became very therapeutic for me. Then this thought came to my mind to write a book and share my mother’s story to inspire parents  everywhere that have lost a child through death, abduction, or a child that has run away to never give up hope of finding your love one until you  find some closure. Although it’s a daily struggle and it seems like the heartache and pain will never go away. Just remember you will always have the memories of that child that no one can take away. I watched my mother struggle for many years as I was growing up after our sister was abducted. We saw the sadness in her eyes the tears she tried to hold back every day and her beautiful smile turned to a frown down through the years.

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                        Mom had no pictures of her child, she had no chance to say goodbye. All Mom had were memories of her child’s birth. My mother passed away June 2005.