TRIBUTE TO THANKSGIVING

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As I write this post, my husband is standing in the kitchen preparing breakfast for us this morning. I am thankful for that. He’s been the cook for more than 30 years now in our  marriage. I am thankful for that. He started last week preparing Thanksgiving dinner, I am thankful for that. 

My grandson is out of school the rest of the week. I am sure he’s thankful for that! He’s asleep in his bed and warm. I am thankful for that. My children are alive and doing well. I am truly thankful for that.

My mom is still here with us. I am thankful for that. My sisters and their families and my brother are doing well, I am thankful for that.

Many of you know of the hard and trying and sometimes frightening experience my one daughter had with ovarian cancer last year and part of this year. She is at work today and doing well. The doctor checked her out a couple of months ago and she is still cancer free. I AM VERY THANKFUL AND GRATEFUL TO GOD FOR THAT! She got on my nerves, too. I am thankful for that!  

I have a reasonable portion of health and strength and can move around and help myself. I’m real thankful for that. I think you get the point and I am sure that you, too, are thankful for a lot of wonderful blessings. 

Finally, remember that thanksgiving is more than just one day a year. EVERYDAY IS A DAY OF THANKSGIVING!  GOD BLESS  YOU ALL!

Rosa

 

TRIBUTES

I want to blog about persons in my life who I want to pay tribute to. I want to pay homage to these persons because they have been a positive influence in my own growth and development and somehow they have helped me get where I am today. Some of these people I know very well and love them. Others, I know about and they have also had an impact on my life. Enjoy!

My Brother: Gunnery Sgt. Roy Lee Payne, Jr. (1949 – 1980)

IMG00709-20130527-173406042013_0834Roy was the only brother for many years among five sisters. I am sure that brothers everywhere who only have sisters for siblings can relate to this situation. He was extremely intelligent and excelled at most everything he did. In fact, in 1969 just after graduating from high school he became a manager at the then Bell Telephone Company. That was a rarity for African-Americans during that time. He was an electronics expert, too. 

Roy was a boy, teen and man like any other. It’s just that as he matured he knew the direction he wanted to go in. When I was in college, and he was still in the Marines, he would send a $10.00 allotment check to me and my sister. Now $10.00 may not be a lot today, but in 1973 it bought a lot of treats for us. All of us were proud of him. He lavished my mother and father with gifts while he was stationed in Korea at that time.

He married in 1972 and he and his wife had two children. He remained in the Marines and was raising his family while in the service. Tragic was his end: He was taking a friend to work one regular day and his car was hit by a man driving drunk. My brother was killed instantly. In fact everyone in both cars including the drunk driver  was killed that day, except for one person.

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I tell that story not to sadden anyone, but rather to encourage everyone that family and friends are precious and should never be taken for granted. He was generous and doting over his family. Let’s do the same for our family and friends.

Cute story about my brother: He loved to eat scrambled eggs, toast and whatever meat he wanted, ham, bacon, etc. He would make his food and have it on a big plate. He had 4 slices of toast, about 6 scrambled eggs and his meat of choice. He’d also have a soda or something to drink. Roy would come into the living room and sit down, put that plate of his on the arm of the chair and just seconds later we would all hear him yell is dismay. The plate would fall over with all of that delicious food! unashamed, he would pick it all up, put it back in the plate and eat it all! Now,, if that happened only once, it would be an oops story, but it happened 9 out of 10 times, and each time, after he yelled, he would pick all of his food off the floor and eat it. HERE’S LOOKING AT YOU, ROY!

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ROSA

HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU ALL!

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To all of you I want to say a heart-felt Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. 

So, I must confess that this year has had its share of challenges for our family and relatives, too. But I also have to say that we  have made it this far into the year, and we’re looking at the end of 2016 and glimpsing the beginning of 2017. It stands to reason that God has brought us each and every day of this trying year to this very day. 

I think that if He carries us further, we’ll be able to weather the storms that may be ahead of us; and bask in the times of refreshing that lie ahead, as well. 

So from my family to your family, God bless you and have a wonderful holiday season. Make sure to hug someone and genuinely smile. 

Don’t be bullied by this politically correct atmosphere, please. Christmas is a time of family, friends, laughter, crying and more.

Always remember, too that….

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Rosa

MEET MY FAMILY – MY MOM’S SIDE – MY GRANDMA

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My grandmother was born in Birmingham, AL and she along with her parents moved to Detroit, MI in the early 1910s  She was 2 almost 3 years old when she became ill, and lost her hearing. I don’t know the illness that did it. I know that my great-grandmother called to my grandmother and my grandmother never answered or indicated that she heard her mom calling her. That’s when great-grandmother took her to the doctor and discovered she was deaf.

In the picture above she is attending Michigan School of the Deaf in Flint, MI. She is about 9 or 10 years old (about 1920 or 21) in this picture.

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This is a picture of the Michigan  School of the Deaf about the turn of the 20th century.

Reference:http://www.michiganschoolforthedeaf.org/content/school-history

Here is something quaint: When my mother was a little girl and attended school, the teachers thought that she was a deaf-mute because she never spoke. They finally realized that she could speak. It was the fact that her parents were deaf mutes and used sign language to communicate that she didn’t speak.

During that time, my mom said she was embarrassed that her parents couldn’t talk and she hid the fact that she knew sign language until my grandmother came up to her school and began talking on her hands to mom. After she left, the teacher, bless her heart, raved about the fact that my mom could communicate like that. From that time on my mother was never ashamed of sign language again.  More tomorrow.

Rosa

 

MEET MY FAMILY – TRIVIA AND FACTS

Here are some things I know about my dad’s side of the family:

  • He had a brother named Steven, who was lynched as a teen. I don’t know why.
  • His brother, Uncle Jesse was also killed and lynched. His story can be Googled. Uncle Jesse was married and had one child, a girl.
  • Uncle Amos ran with his mom and sister to save their lives when people wanted to kill them for their land.
  • My dad was on the chain gang as a young teen.
  • Aunt Lucy Mae never had children of her own.
  • My dad had a sister named Brenda. (My oldest sister was named after her). I  never knew her or saw a picture of her. She worked as a maid doing day work. She was killed while working. Her employer, the husband got into an argument with his own wife and started shooting his wife. Bullets were flying and my Aunt Brenda was killed by a stray bullet.
  • My dad’s great-grandmother was a full-blooded Cherokee Native American.
  • Uncle  Jesse was a soldier in the Army
  • Uncle Amos was a sailor in the Navy
  • Daddy was a United States Marine
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Here’s information we got from the 1935 Census Bureau about my dad’s side of the family: (1867 – 1945 Florida State Census)

  • Will Payne – Born in 1893 approximately (Grandfather)
  • Lucy Ann Payne – Born in 1897 (Grandmother)

Ages in 1935 Census

  1. Will Payne – 42
  2. Lucy Ann Payne – 38
  3. Amos Payne – 12
  4. Lucy Mae Payne – 8
  5. Charlie Payne – 14
  6. Jesse Payne – 16
  7. Ruby Thurston – 25
  8. Henry Hunter – 36

Both Grandfather and Grandmother were born to former slaves.

More tomorrow

Rosa

JONATHAN’S WAY

I want to begin today a series on my autistic grandson. There are many who are challenged with ASD and my grandson is one of them. The journey has been difficult for him and for me, but the rewards have been just as numerous. Please, join me as I travel Jonathan’s Way.

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Circumstances lead to my husband and I raising our only grandchild. We had already raised six children – four girls and two boys. They were all grown or a year from it, and we found ourselves as empty nesters. I was so happy about it. I would joke with some of our friends that since we were alone in our home, that we’d get a motorcycle and travel the country. (That sounds good right now). Well, when one day we found we were going to be grandparents, it was novel. At the ripe age of two weeks old we saw our grandson and the feeling went from novel to wonderful. We were truly transformed into grandparents, and I vowed to spoil him. That wasn’t to be. 

Without going into a long story, we wound up with him just for his protection when he was two months old and officially since he was seven months old. So, I put the motorcycle trip on the back burner and said, “Oh Well” and began raising another child when I was 52 years old.

At 12 months old, exactly 1-year-old, he walked. He began walking the day he turned a year old. I noticed at that time that he started walking on his tip toes. I didn’t think anything of it at that time. “A dysfunctional vestibular system, a common problem in autism, may be responsible for toe walking.”  

As far as I knew, it was cute. In fact I never knew anything was wrong with his toe walking until he was 2-1/2 years old. That’s when I began to travel Jonathan’s Way.

More tomorrow, but please share with me the way you have taken with any special needs person you know and love.

(Online reference: http://www.autism.com/symptoms_toe_walking)

Rosa

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

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Erika -eldest,  Johanna-Twin

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I had the privilege of raising three girls.  I always wanted two children and wound up with three when 4 years after my first daughter was born, I had twin girls.  So now on April 21, 2016 and on April 23, 2016, they all had birthdays.  The twins were on April 21st and my oldest was on the 23rd.  Nothing new about that I know, unless you are the mother of these three girls.  Erika, my oldest turned 39 and Jennifer and Johanna, twins turned 35.

When it seems like life’s deck is stacked against you and your own circumstances sort of help that deck out, you can get uncertain.  But I believe in God and asked Him for his help. He sent me the most generous man in the world to raise them.  They are true daddy’s girls. Long story short:

  • Erika is a senior account manager with an appraisal firm and a bad to the bone business woman. (Her idol is Benjamin Franklin on the hundred dollar bill-nuf said)
  • Jennifer is a successful author with two online radio shows and she has just launched her own online broadcasting media company.  Her fifth book is about to come out on May 31st. (Pen name is Parker J. Cole)
  • Johanna has published her first book late last year and is working on the sequel to it, now.  (Pen name is Lynnette Roman)

The moral of the story a dedicated and committed parent doesn’t have to worrry about life’s deck stacked against them.  God alone will make sure nothing stops your effort.

Rosa

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