Short Stories

I laughed til I cried…

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A few weeks ago, I spent the weekend catching up with family and friends. We are now scattered all over the globe and thanks to technology, when it works, keeping tabs is effortless. We shared many laughs,  a few horror stories,  cute pictures and of course well wishes.

The one underlying theme of all our conversations was,  had we not had the gift of laughter,  we would have no other option but to cry miserably for our trials would overwhelm us beyond measure.

In life,  after joy comes sorrow, but then,  by blessings from our loving God,  we laugh again. He knew we would need some form of solace — something to make things not seem so bad — so He gave us laughter. Of course, He blessed us with many other distractions and forms of comfort too, but laughter, oh what good medicine it is for our souls!

I attended a funeral on March 7th. It was for a great aunt I never knew. My being there was an act of moral support for my aunt, my dad’s sister, with whom I reconnected at the time of dad’s passing 3 yrs ago. Isn’t it funny how a funeral can also be an unofficial family reunion? Well this one was no different. Though brief, as we were all rushed to get home after a very long day, I exchanged many hugs with aunties and cousins I hadn’t seen in over 20 yrs. It’s safe to say this one event has bridged many many gaps left open for a long time, and since then we’re all making an effort to stay in touch. Sweet!

The funeral service was well attended and though it was a time for saying goodbye to our loved one, hearing tales of the woman they knew, told with a touch of humor, made the process less harsh, even pleasant. Yes, there were tears, many many tears, but there was also laughter to help soothe the pain.

I spent the rest of that week reflecting on my dad as the anniversary of his passing was fast approaching. Then I chuckled, as I always do when I think of the timing, April 1st being April Fool’s Day!!! Haha, dad always had a sense of humor. As a matter of fact, my brother and I thought it was a prank when we got the news of his death. But alas, it was no joke! Pop left us that day, and though our relationship was strained at times, I do have fond memories of laughter with him — Slap your knee, head back, from the belly, til you’re giddy, tears streaming down your face, rolling on the floor laughter. (RIP pop: Dec 19 1940 —April 1 2013)

So here are a few images I came across while writing this post which made me laugh hysterically. I needed to laugh in memory of dad. Though I am sad, I didn’t want to cry. So, here’s hoping you get a few chuckles too. Enjoy!

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Thanks as always for stopping by. Take time to keep in touch with your loved ones, today and always, for you never know when they’ll be gone. Don’t forget to share a smile too. (^_^)

Hugs,
A. 🌷


Contents written: March 15 2016  |  ©2016 Moylom Enterprises


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Waking up with Leo…

Today is the day to leave someone a lovely note telling them how much you care. Something sweet to make that person smile. It doesn’t have to be elaborate,  it can be as simple as a goofy smiley face. Take the time to cherish your loved ones today before it’s too late.

Big hugs to you all,
A 🌷

 

 

Song: “WHEN I NEED YOU  ( Leo Sayer ) 1976 subtitulos en Español

 


Contents written:  August 9 2016  |  Originally published: August 11 2016  |  Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


#Inspiration, Digital Art, encouragement

Cherish

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If you had to list the five most important things in your life, what would those things be?

Sometimes, taking a moment to put things in perspective makes us realize what really matters in this life. Are your priorities in the right place?

These are questions I’ve been asking myself lately as I make a major shift in my life. Scary decisions need to be made, and I must admit I don’t have all the answers, but I’m trusting God to see me through this and calling this venture a ‘Faith Mission’.

Here’s my list of priorities these days:
1. God
2. Family
3. Safety
4. Financial security
5. Love

What’s on your list?

Thanks as always for stopping by.

Hugs,
A.

 


Contents compiled: September 24 2016
Originally published: September 25 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Poetry

The Faithful Cheerleader

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She’ll praise your efforts
Because praise is something
She rarely garnered in her youth.

She’ll be elated at your success
Because she a survivor of routine 
Criticism and anticipated failure.

She’ll encourage you to greatness
Because she knows the significance
Of hard work and sacrifice.

She’ll show you her heart,
Because she’s seeks a warmth
She always needed but seldom received.

She’ll embrace your sadness
Because she knows how lonesome
This cruel world can make one feel.

She won’t take you for granted
Because she comprehends
How easily life can slip away.

She’ll be your faithful cheerleader
Because all she wants
Is to have someone cheer for her too.

 


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Contents compiled: October 8 2016
Originally published: October 8 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Uncategorized

May her Blaze consume you

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May the Lady in your life
Set your heart on fire.
May the Blaze consume you.

May the love you have for her
Be the best you’ve ever had.
May she be the one
To fulfill all your desires.

May you never take
Such a love for granted.
For in this, our state
Of perpetual pandemonium,
She may be the only one, besides God,
To make you feel sane.

 


Image source: Google images
Contents written: October 8 2016
Originally published: October 8 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


Short Stories, Uncategorized

“She looks like her grandpa!”

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I went to a family reunion over the weekend. They selected September 11th as it represented a day of remembrance for the 9/11 victims,  while serving as a reminder to us, to cherish our loved ones now before it’s too late.

There were nine adults plus munchkin — ten all together. Two of my cousins I’d never met as we are all scattered across the US and Caribbean. It was fun  reconnecting with my aunts,  as we’ve been making a valiant effort to stay in touch since the mini reunion at the funeral earlier this year. One aunt and her son flew in from another state,  so this was a big event for us, something we hope to make into a family tradition.

The one thing I couldn’t get over is that they are convinced my munchkin looks like my dad. I’m thinking in my head, “Huh? No she doesn’t!” Mind you,  these are my dad’s half sisters. I don’t know them very well so I’m still trying to find my comfort zone among them. I’m more familiar with my mom’s siblings so this is all new territory for me.

When all three sisters chimed in and saw the resemblance I didn’t see,  I had to raise my white flag and surrender. I was outnumbered! Later that evening,  when I asked mom her opinion on the munchkin-dad resemblance,  she was just as flabbergasted! She couldn’t see the resemblance either.

To me,  munchkin looks more like her dad than me. She’s a girl,  so there are certain feminine features of hers that are like mine,  but for the most part she looks like her dad. So I can’t see a strong connection to her grandpa if she only slightly looks like me. Oh well…  And don’t even get me started on what my mom’s siblings think or for that matter, what my ex husband’s family thinks. It’s a circus I tell yah, a freaking circus!!!

So is there some kind of conclusion to this story? Nope! Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and apparently, so is resemblance!

I’m sure ‘the resemblance game’ gets played at your house too. Do you look like your mom or your dad? If you have kids, do they look like you our your spouse?Would love to hear your stories! ☺

Thanks as always for stopping by, have a great day! 🌷

Hugs,
A.

 

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Contents written: September 14 2016
Originally published: September 14 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises