Journal- In His Hands

 My jouney has been an interesting one the last five (5) months.  I'm discovering more things about me- a lot I don't like and know I need make a change for sure and yet alot I would not change for anything in the world.    

Today, while at Home Depot, I  was looking for the small cups to plant seeds in- this was for an event in October.  I finally found them amongst seeds.  It really reminded me how much God loves us. We all came from seeds and we all uniquely beautifully grew to be beautiful people. In God's hands.

 Is funny how we will find ways to stay connected to our boys.  We watched them grow to handsome & awesome young men and then the devastation of the loss.  But their lives meant something, not only to us, but the many out there that loved the boys too. 

I don't have a grave to go to for Timothy. I hold his ashes close to me.   And although I am staying with some one right now, I'm still "homeless"   but yet, no matter what health or life crises I am going through, I am still doing everything I can do - to still do- for Timothy even if it is in his memory...including starting an organization to help others.  Here I am in great need of help myself but I am helping others and "ignoring" me...again!  

Last night, I laid down to sleep. My cell phone on the charger. usually after 30 minutes its suppose to turn off itself.  But it never did. There is Tim. Tim's picture is the first thing you see on my phone.  My wall paper is Tim. Tim was up all night but laid right next to me...

www.rubyourheadcampaign.com   - Making a difference....for Timiothy