Daddy

‎26 years ago today my dear daddy Ozious Malacia passed away I was only 12 but the 12 years I had with him were awesome! I will never forget that look in his eye when he looked at me I always said "why are you staring at me daddy?" he would say "cause your so pretty my little girl" I was a look of admiration, he was proud of me, I never saw that look from anyone ever again after that, the day he went to Heaven. I have a mom, but she is mentally ill, not capable of feelings of admiration but I do know deep down she loves me. If you have a parent who loves you and is proud of you, be thankful don't take it for granted. God is my parent, He guided me on how to raise my own children, and I give them that look of admiration my dad had for me , my dearest Teresa Mary and Alexander Malacia. So I light a candle and say a prayer for my Papa, I hope to see you again.

my mom and dad when they were 1st married

I miss my dad he passsed away when I was 12

and wish I knew my mom when she was this well (she has schizophrenia) sometimes life isn't fair but we gotta go on..

Another School year has begun!

Well I can't believe how time flies I find myself saying this cliche more often but its so true. My son Alex starts his 2nd semester as a Freshman at college (he started last sping semester) his major is social work with maybe becoming a priest on the back burner but in the meantime he would like to discern this calling and he is leaning on thinking he is called to married life and to be a father someday so whatever direction his life takes him I will be super proud of either choice. He had a great summer and even visited New York City with his friends and spent some of the summer hiking the Appalachian trail! My baby girl is in 10th grade this year she had a great summer swimming, going to movies and hanging out with frineds. She is a beautiful smart creative girl, taking painting classes in school, she is fearless and wants to either be a policewoman or go in the Navy when whe graduates both options scare me very much and I would like her to just either go to college for a "safe" job calling or aspire to be a mother and wife someday but it seems she likes life a little more "on the edge" hence the will to be a cop or go in the military. She has an adventurous soul and you can bet I will be praying she doesn't become a cop thats such a dangerous job for anyone especially a woman. My Uncle Marshall only has weeks to live I visited him today with my Aunt Barbara at their home. He is comfortable and even said "Hi Amy" to me it was so good to see him again. I am very close to my Aunt Barbara she has been like a best friend in resent years.I must say WOW my Uncle is an amazing artist some of his paintings look like Thomas Kinkade and I will take pics next time and post them!

Brothers of St.Gabriel-The cry of the poor

the Dance

By Amy Gail Jenkins The wind blows a cool and mysterious breeze Like a sense of wonder that brings you to your knees At awe of the universe, at peace at last Looking to the future and away from the past A chance to finally rise up and shine You feel that you finally have a sign of what is to come and you fear not because your troubles you already forgot. So why do you feel that nagging resistance As if you don't believe in your own existence Across the desert, across many miles lies the answer, you have been looking for a while So keep on walking, the water is near The sea is wide, full of endless tears Many came before you, many will follow Your soul has depth, it is no longer hollow So finally feel the emotions that cascade Let happiness embrace you and sorrows fade In the Lord you were wonderfully made A better day will come child, listen to my words They have been spoken many times, but have not been heard So do the best you can here and dance your sweet dance Your reward will be in heaven, You only have one chance