Monday, April 30, 2012

My life slapped into perspective by a little person

All right. This weekend I had my life slapped into perspective. Not only did I volunteer in my typical handing out information at events regarding 'Homes for our Troops', which builds and remodels homes for the severely wounded veterans but that is another story in itself and will try to stay focused and tell you about an extraordinary lady with whom I met 

Lois Search hasn't lost the fervor for life even from problems at a very young age. A "little person" as they are called and now for whatever reason in a wheelchair. Whether she was born ridden in wheelchair was never disclosed and I wasn't about to ask. I look past that fact knowing anyone of us could have been born no different. Lois begins to speak to me with her request as I stand with a flyer in my hand in front of the 'Homes for our Troops' booth. For some reason, I quickly hide the flyer behind my back and bend down to her height of two maybe three feet to listen more intently. I realize then that she has a oxygen tube that goes into her nose for her breathing. I focus on her words and lightly swallow back the discomfort of seeing  it allI look into her kind face and can't stop having the compassion that God would want us to have. To love our brother and sister.

As she hands me cards with the information (more like computer paper cut into the size of cards) and with small hands barely able to work effectively, it makes me wonder just how it would be to cut the paper? My mind drifted in thought in how difficult it would be to just get up every morning. The difficulty of taking care of oneself, showering or bathing, dressing then getting yourself into your wheelchair.

I ask her if I could walk around with her to hand them out. She is no doubt an inspiration as we walk around... her in wheelchair and me, feeling a bit guilty because I could. I talk with Lois and ask her how she got to Wickham Park. She tells me she rode the city transit bus from her house just a couple miles away. Crazy, 'cause if it took that much effort every day I would likely be a bit disillusioned with life and become so depressed I wouldn't go anywhere. Yes, she truly made me realize what a weak person I am.


Lois and I continue handing out the pieces of paper and she never once asks for  money or any food but simply asked for a one single vote. A vote on the "Mobility Awareness Month" link on the internet so she may be able to pursue her independence with chances of winning a new van. Amazing, the humbleness, pride that has to be held and bravery, not to just speak on your behalf but to get up every day to face struggle. Lois, you're a special Lady!

Take a look at the youtube video  http://youtu.be/GASB6WUKX4A with Lois telling more about herself but says nothing about her spirited independence, honesty, and adversaries--only that she  would truly like to win! So please don't forget to vote for Lois Search on this link: http://www.nmeda.com/mobility-awareness-month/heroes/florida/melbourne/993/lois-search

She currently has 1672 votes and deadline is May 13th 2012 so lets get her that van!

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Goodreads Review - "Far From Over"



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A good amnesia story - has all the right elements with a hero who thinks he might be a bad guy and is gradually regaining his memory. Just the right amount of angst as he remembers who he is and his awful childhood. The story is told from several different points of view, which help heighten the suspense of know just why the hero had been captured in the first place. The shifts in viewpoint were confusing but I think that added to the confusion the hero is feeling and it worked well for me as the reader. The heroine, Autumn was not the focus of the book - her role as healing angel sounds silly but was actually quite believable, and her character was well developed through her actions.

This would have been a five star for me except for the large number of errors that could have been corrected with editing - mostly dealing with mixing up words such as using the word dredge instead of trudge. Normally these things bother me a lot but in this book the story was so good, I could still really enjoy it.


Thanks to all the  dedicated  readers which have given me foresight and redirection to my latest (and painstaking) endeavor of  re-editing all past books from the "Breaking Out Series" before pressing on with new releases . 

Don't worry, I am still currently working on the conclusion to "The Good, The Bad and Downright Sinful" and the estimated release of July... well, as Axel Holt Ryder puts it, "Hell, it just ain't gonna happen" but like Madie James optimism will let you know, "it'll be out this year to be sure so you don't worry none." 

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I like to think my novels are overpowered by one thing that we all need to survive, let alone breathe; and that is love -- a touch, an emotion that makes life seemingly bearable and worthwhile. For we all know, in life there is both pleasure and pain but it is in the hurting where we finally acknowledge and appreciate the life given. Every element of who we are is stripped away, exposing what we are truly made of. In the end, we're finally able to find happiness, love, and most importantly, ourselves. It is so basic, so simple, we choose not to see it, or simply can’t.

Accept both pleasure and pain and embrace them.... be mindful however of the one embraced tightly. Make the best of both.

Remember if you veer from that road less traveled, take your dreams, hold tight and press on... no matter how treacherous or tormenting the path may be.