Rest in Peace Will, everyone else slow down

We have been going to the same Publix every week for about seven years now. In that time, we have gotten to know at least half of the employees there, some fairly well, some even coming to our wedding next month. We lost one a couple of nights ago to a motorcycle accident that could have been avoided. All so a woman could save herself five seconds getting onto the interstate.

How much time is a life worth to you?

In the whole scheme of things, is your lack of time management skills worth taking someone else’s life?

He was someone’s grandson. He was someone’s friend. He was only 26.

If it were your friend on the motorcycle, would you crowd them or would you give them a wide berth? Does that five extra seconds you save cutting someone off to get on the interstate ramp really matter?

He was wearing his helmet. He was riding responsibly. And, from what we know, it was quick. A fact that I am thankful for. He is survived by his grandfather, his last living blood relative, and my heart goes out to him as he is not doing well at all.

And all so someone could get to where they were going a little faster.

So, today and every day, please be aware. If you see a motorcycle, give them some space and slow down. No destination is worth hurting someone else over.

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Unconscionable. Lend your support!

Earlier this year, the day before Valentine’s Day, we did a fundraiser involving Soles4Souls. I just read this article on their website and my jaw is still on the floor…

READ THIS AND WRITE A LETTER!!!

After reading the article I looked for updates and ultimately decided someone had to do something about this. So I went to the top.

Write a letter to the White House with a link to the article and tell them you feel something needs to be done.

Still in shock. Outraged.

Update: 0329.10 No updates posted to Soles4Souls on this.Spoke to one of their representatives and found out that not only are they holding the shoes but the truck as well. There aren’t any news feeds out yet because they are still working out how best to handle the situation. There is a definite sense of sadness and confusion as they had never had issues before.

Reinventing two dimensional

The amount of work that was put into this piece is incredible. I do not know how long it took them to make it but it is an impressive piece of work. I love the depth and action involved. The sweeping up and down movements of the jumps are fun. Enjoy!

parkour motion reel from saggyarmpit on Vimeo.

The right perspective

It doesn’t matter who this was written by or how long it has been circulating on the internet, regardless, the story puts things into perspective. There is a quote at the end of my email signature, “No one can help everyone, but everyone can help someone.” That is especially true this time of year.

No matter what or how you celebrate, know that you are thought of with love and that someone is watching over you. From our family to yours, Merry Christmas and Blessed Yule!

Love you all, thank you for being my angels…

Brightest blessings,
Ria :)

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I was driving home from a meeting this evening about 5, stuck in traffic on Colorado Blvd., and the car started to choke and splutter and die – I barely managed to coast into a gas station, glad only that I would not be blocking traffic and would have a somewhat warm spot to wait for the tow truck. It wouldn’t even turn over. Before I could make the call, I saw a woman walking out of the quickie mart building, and it looked like she slipped on some ice and fell into a gas pump, so I got out to see if she was okay.

When I got there, it looked more like she had been overcome by sobs than that she had fallen; she was a young woman who looked really haggard with dark circles under her eyes. She dropped something as I helped her up, and I picked it up to give it to her. It was a nickel.

At that moment, everything came into focus for me: the crying woman, the ancient Suburban crammed full of stuff with 3 kids in the back (1 in a car seat) , and the gas pump reading $4.95.

I asked her if she was okay and if she needed help, and she just kept saying ‘I don’t want my kids to see me crying! ,’ so we stood on the other side of the pump from her car. She said she was driving to California and that things were very hard for her right now. So I asked, ‘And you were praying?’ That made her back away from me a little, but I assured her I was not a crazy person and said, ‘He heard you, and He sent me.’

I took out my card and swiped it through the card read er on the pump so she could fill up her car completely, and while it was fueling, walked to the next door McDonald’s and bought 2 big bags of food, some gift certificates for more, and a big cup of coffee. She gave the food to the kids in the car, who attacked it like wolves, and we stood by the pump eating fries and talking a little.

She told me her name, and that she lived in Kansas City Her boyfriend left 2 months ago and she had not been able to make ends meet. She knew she wouldn’t have money to pay rent Jan. 1, and finally, in desperation, had called her parents, with whom she had not spoken in about 5 years. They lived in California and said she could come live with them and try to get on her feet there.

So she packed up everything she owned in the car. She told the kids they were going to California for Christmas, but not that they were going to live there.

I gave her my gloves, a little hug and said a quick prayer with her for safety on the road. As I was walking over to my car, sh e said, ‘So, are you like an angel or something?’

This definitely made me cry. I said, ‘Sweetie, at this time of year angels are really busy, so sometimes God uses regular people.’

It was so incredible to be a part of someone else’s miracle. And of course, you guessed it, when I got in my car it started right away and got me home with no problem. I’ll put it in the shop tomorrow to check, but I suspect the mechanic won’t find anything wrong.

Sometimes the angels fly close enough to you that you can hear the flutter of their wings…

Psalms 55:22 ‘ Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and He shall sustain thee. He shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.’

My instructions were to pick four people that I wanted God to bless, especially for the time left in 2009, and I picked you.

Please pass this to four people you want to be blessed and a copy back to me.

Here is the prayer:

‘Father, I ask You to bless my children, grandchildren, friends, relatives and email buddies reading this right now. Show them a new revelation of your love and power. Holy Spirit, I ask You to minister to their spirit this very moment. Where there is pain, give them Your peace and mercy. Where there is self doubt, release a renewed confidence through Your grace, In Jesus’ precious name. Amen.’

I know I picked more than four — you can, too.

When Satan is knocking at your door, simply say, “Jesus, could You please get that for me?”

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