The Women In My Life

Today, is 24 Jan. 2014, and I dedicate the breathes I take while sharing these words with my guests to the several women out there in my world who I miss, and I wish to connect, even if by Spirit alone, connect and share love and respect with the women In my life...

...them who I love and have loved for so many years.

I am blessed and honored to have had my Mother be my Mom. Today, I know she did her best. To my Grandmothers, known and unknown, thank you for the stories passed down from generation to generation. My Spanish Grandmother's, my Cherokee Grandmothers, and my White Grandmothers, I've loved and respected you all.

So blessed I am to call them closer than friends, these women, some who are now my sisters. These Women are my Shero's. Some pass same blood as I and I am proud we are Relations. She who created life with me, my bride, my wife, my life mate, I silently shout that I miss you more and more with each passing day. You are a part of my Soul, so there's not a need to bring this up too often. This is something and is a place that I hold dear and private, my life with She. Thirty nine years strong, I love her more now than ever before. My sweet, sweet love.

My honorable daughter's, both working hard and doing their best to live life in awesome and good ways. My own Daddy heart is blessed and I am aware Great Spirit afforded me the opportunity of life times to meet two so awesome, wise, and hard working women, I call my honorable daughters.

I am a proud papa.

To my dear old friend, Ole Kindred Spirit, I miss you dear one. I think of you often. Blessings to you and yours. To my sweet dear She-Who-Walks-With-The-Cherokee, I so miss our chats. I miss our exchanges of good energy and positive vibes. Such awesome free medicine is ill wasted when not used. I am blessed to have had the girls from State Street enter my life, though we might have known, we never outed one or another. That's a true story right there, one built on trust early in life that has lasted all our lives. My dear Aunts, my sweet cousins down South, the daughter's of Aunt Bunny, I have never ever stopped loving you all. To my Medicine Woman in Brooksville, I miss you and I mourn the loss of Lola, your four legged friend who had the heart to adopt me. Oh, my dearest friend of many life times, how truly I miss your company. To my very own mixed blooded sisters, I love and miss you all. There's just never enough time. I wish we could all live in one gigantic house, so that we could be near one another much more often. Thank you for being my sisters. We are family, I've got all my sister's with me. To Shelby, who I've know since 1969.

If I didn't know better, I thought I saw an ole friend on television tonight. One who passed away from the cnacer and went to Heaven. Oh, my dearest Butterfly, she looked so much like you. Know you are never far from my mind and heart, just as it is with my Mom, Grandmothers, and cousins who have crossed over. I am blessed and thankful to have been taught by each and every one of you.

All of you have made me a stronger and perhaps even, a better man. Thank you, one and all.