One Biscuit Please

There is a little old man who comes in every other day at the restaurant where I work. He greets me with a warm smile and a friendly good morning, always remembering my name. I call him The Sweet Biscuit Man. He always politely orders one biscuit covered with sausage gravy, one scrambled egg, a cup of black coffee and a tall glass of ice water. He comes alone, brings a book usually a mystery of some kind. He has offered to give me the books after he has finished them. He so loves the written word. Obviously, I too share his love of words. He always personally hands me one dollar for my tip. He told me once, he saw a young man walk by a table a long time ago and steal a tip

Today he handed me my dollar but before he did he pointed out that someone had written a chain letter on this this dollar that said, you will be blessed if you write this on 10 one dollar bills. I told him that I think he is already blessed because I believe that what you give and put out into the universe always comes back to you.

He said, "Kathy, you and I think a lot alike."

The truth is, when I see him coming I hurry to seat him in my station. I always bake a fresh biscuit for him and I make sure I give him a fresh cup of coffee and I keep it full. I know he wouldn't complain if it wasn't and I also know I'll get only a dollar which these days doesn't go very far. I do it because he is sweet and kind to me and I truly want to. He has no idea that I bake fresh biscuits for him or the attention that I spend on him every time he comes for breakfast.

When you receive "your due" your not always aware that you are receiving something but you are. His kindness became my kindness. Its the little things you do all day long, every day. It is a smile, a greeting, the words please and thank you. Its looking someone in the eyes when you speak to them, the tone of your voice. Its going a little extra to insure the server gets her tip or the sweet man has a delicious fresh biscuit.

Ahh... Love

I am 41 years old. I have loved before? I was married for 10 years and thought then that it would last forever that would have been true until the rest of the world interfered. I have been divorced for quite some time now. I decided that I would rather be alone than to be with the wrong person and for years this was how I lived my life with my heart tightly guarded and alone. I put all my energy into my children and paying the bills. I wasn't lonely as I am constantly surrounded by people at home and at work. Still there was a void, a darkened place in my soul that knew it must be shared and enlightened. There have been those who have tried to crack the safe that held my heart. But without releasing my own hurt and disappointment that task was impossible. I had to heal and become whole again before I could share and truly give myself to another. I've reached the other side. It has been a process and a journey all the same. Looking back now I can say I am better because of these experiences but would not ever choose to repeat them. I had been my own captor for all those years imprisoned by fear, hurt and resentment. I am free and that is how I truly feel. With my new found freedom came love. I did not seek it out nor did I chase after it. I was receptive and finally able to recognize what was and had been right before me. Now love literally dines at my table. Really, he's eating a bowl of Cheerios in front of the vase of roses that he thoughtfully brought me yesterday. So when I look at him with awe and affection I know that all that was before him, all the suffering, the struggle and strife was not in vain. It was necessary for my evolution and preparation for this moment, for this great time of my life. I also know that my life can never be the same now. This great love has and will forever change me for the better.

We all have our hearts broken at some point in our lives. But don't give up, don't shut down. Learn from the burn. Keep your hope and know there will be a bright beautiful day coming. I believe there is a reason and a season for everything.
Many Blessings to all.

Destiny

I wasn't sure before if I believed in destiny. When your destiny looks you in the eye, believing becomes knowing. Everything you thought you knew and all you thought you wanted becomes obsolete. You just know. You feel it deep in your gut. Beyond knowing it simply is. I feel as if I have stepped through a doorway. I can not return now to my old way of being, it's impossible. I have no desire to. I have tasted the sweetness and seen the brilliant colors of now. There is no other way. I know what is to be done, it is my destiny.

To Dennis, To Love

I lost a dear friend a month ago. It hurts to know that we won't laugh together in this life any longer as we did. I know we will meet again. But for now I will miss Dennis. I'm sure he is watching over me in heaven just as he did here on earth. My true friend. I am blessed and grateful to have known him. I will never forget. Your memory lives on.

I believe love never dies. Love is the only thing that you can bring with you and leave behind. Love is the key to the universe. Love, the answer. Love is most powerful when shared. You can not take love as it can only be given.

You Are Invited

Let's get this party started! Life ,that is. In my own life I am ready to receive love, happiness, pleasure, companionship, prosperity, and the freedom to truly be me. I want to enjoy my life, every single second of it. I deserve that and you deserve that too. I have made a conscientious decision to let go of all that holds me in the cage of "your not good enough, you can't... blah, blah, blah. You know the drill. We all have that same tape playing in our heads. Well, I refuse to participate any longer. I will no longer be held captive and leashed by fear. What doesn't work in my life, see ya, you are otta here, I release you. I am going to ask for what I want without guilt because I know I am worthy of it's receipt. I love to laugh, and laugh I shall everyday!

Blessings to all.