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 LITTLE GIRL SAYS...
Daddy, why is mommy crying? She cries so much in the morning. DADDY REPLIES... Me and mommy woke up happy today. I keep her smiling on the inside, that's all! :0)
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 On The Rebound
The Son: (Calling home from The Institute of Culinary Education School ) Hey dad, I didn’t expect for you to answer the phone. Where is mom? I really need to speak to her. I called her cell. She is not answering. Is she there? The Dad: (Excitedly) Hey son, how are ya. I miss you, I was just thinking about you! How is culinary school going? How is New York? Mom isn’t here. She’s out shopping with the girls. I believe she left her cell phone here by accident. Call back later. She should be home in a little while. The Son: (Anxiously) Okay, thanks dad! (The son calls the dad back in exactly 10 minutes.) The Son: (Desperately) Dad! Is mom back yet? I really need her right now! The Dad: Mom isn’t back yet son, what’s the problem? What’s wrong? I can hear it in your tone. What’s going on! Maybe I can help. The Son: I need mom for this one! I just need mom! I don’t think you’ll be able to help me. Do you know if she went to the mall down the street from our house or did she go to a bunch of different stores? The Dad: Well, just trust me son! Tell me what’s wrong! I know I am not mom but I will try my best to help you tackle your problem. The Son: I have finals in 2 days dad. I am not ready! I can’t do it! My team doesn’t believe in me. I get so nervous when I have to prepare my dishes. I was chosen to be the leader of our team and I'm the youngest. Every time it’s my turn to help prepare our dishes for our final, I continue to drop all the flour. I’ve broken so many plates. I don’t know what‘s wrong with me. I don’t think I want to do this anymore. I don’t think this is for me. I need mom…she’ll know how to help me. The Dad: You don’t need your mother. As your father, I am not going to pacify you, son. How long have you been cooking? The Son: I’ve been cooking since I was about 4 years old. The Dad: Exactly, you are extraordinary in your passion. You were born to be a chef, son. This has been your dream for so long! Your mother and grandmother taught you how to make homemade meals at an early age. You took interest in culinary at an early age. You are a leader! Unlike some kids, you knew how to prepare gourmet food at 10 years old. Do you know some adults can’t do what you do? Think about all the awards you’ve won in high school and in the community. The Son: I know but it’s the finals! I really need to ameliorate my technique. I have to focus on originality, presentation and taste. I can’t be dropping flour and breaking plates…very embarrassing. This is for our grade. My team is depending on me dad! The Dad: Maybe I need to remind you just who you are. Remember you can do all things when you put your mind to it. Don’t forget to lean on your faith. You’ve been disciplined for this moment since you were a child, son. There is no way you’re going to give up and quit. We didn’t raise you to be a coward. If you allow yourself to stop, every time this life throws you a hard ball, you will quit! Do you remember the time you tried out for little league baseball and could not pitch? You wanted to quit but I didn’t let you. What did you do? The Son: I do remember that. I practiced until I built up my confidence and I did it! The Dad: Yes, you believed that you could do it! When you believed, you acted on it and you did it! I believe in you because I know what you are capable of. Do you really think your mom and I would invest all of our money into one of the top culinary schools if we didn’t think for one second that you couldn’t do this? The Son: (Smiling) No! You’re very frugal dad. The Dad: All you have to do now is take a deep breath into some belief; practice on believing in yourself son. That plate won’t break and that flour won’t spill any more. You have something special in you that will help you bounce back. Do you remember when we use to play tennis as a family and you would always throw your balls really hard? The Son: Yes, I was crazy over tennis balls for some reason. The Dad: What happen when you threw the tennis ball very hard? The Son: It would bounce right back no matter how hard I threw it. The Dad: Exactly, so now it’s your turn to bounce back. Life isn’t easy. You will have your good days and some bad days. It’s all mental, son. Keep your mind healthy. Keep your attitude positive and you will always bounce back; no matter the test or trial. The Son: Thanks, dad! Thanks so much for that! I will call you back in 2 days with my victory! The Dad: Hey you’re welcome, son. I expect nothing less but the victory in your favor. Thanks for trusting me to help you. I told ya I could. Inspiration and encouragement may be forsaken by others but not by YOU! Thank you! We all need it!  TAKE ALL THIS LOVE & SHOVE IT!
THE MOM Mrs. Woos: Guess who’s coming in town and going to Family Fun Day with us to the beach; your favorite uncle in the world. LITTLE MS. WOOS Iona (6 yrs old): BJ! Uncle BJ! I miss uncle BJ! I can’t wait to see him and Natalie again. She is so pretty! They are the perfect love. Omg…I’m so excited! I have to call all my friends in my mind to tell them, unless you allow me to use your phone, mom. THE MOM Mrs. Woos: Iona, there is something I have to tell you about uncle BJ. You have to promise me you will not say anything. LITTLE MS. WOOS Iona: (serious expressions) I promise, not even when I turn 7, I won’t mama. THE MOM Mrs. Woos: BJ and Natalie broke up. He is really sad about it so make sure you show him some extra love. He needs to be around his family. LITTLE MS. WOOS Iona: Oh no! I loved Natalie. I feel sad for uncle BJ; I get it, I understand. Scene changes; Mr. & Mrs. Woos, their two older children, Iona & uncle BJ are at the beach with other family members. LITTLE MS. WOOS Iona: Uncle BJ can you play sandcastle with me please? UNCLE BJ BJ: Sure girl, tell me what I need to do. First you have to give me my hug. I haven't seen you in 2 years. (they hug) LITTLE MS. WOOS Iona: Okay, pick a spot and lay in the sand. Close your eyes for a special surprise. I am going to make a sandcastle out of you. Iona takes her sand bucket and her shovel then she says a prayer over her uncle BJ singing the prayer as a song; "Take all my love lord and shove it into Uncle BJ heart…thank you God." She takes her sand shovel out of the bucket and pours sand on her heart then on her uncle BJ heart). UNCLE BJ BJ: Iona, what are you doing little mama? LITTLE MS. WOOS Iona: I’m pouring some of my love out of my heart onto your heart uncle BJ, so God can heal your heart. :0) UNCLE BJ BJ: (picking Iona up and hugging her tight) Awww…you are my angel. You’re the best, sweetest niece ever. Thank you Iona! :0) LITTLE MS. WOOS Iona: I love you Uncle BJ! :) UNCLE BJ BJ: (Teary eyes)I love you too, I love you too! :)  SNOBBY TEARS OF LOVE
What can wash away the snobbish pride that lies in between a series of unbelief that bleeds heavy in iniquities and strife; nothing but a dominion of LOVE attacking the heart! Mrs. Prophetta: Excuse me Mrs. Whole Again…Mrs. Whole Again…Mrs. Whole Again, may I please have a few minutes of your time. Please! I really need to speak with you! Mrs. Whole Again is purposely ignoring Mrs. Prophetta; walking away from her as if she does not exist in the work cafeteria. Mrs. Whole Again: (Rolling her eyes looking at Mrs. Prophetta in an unpleasant stare) I’m so sure! Speak! Mrs. Prophetta: Every day for the last 8 years, we have been co-workers. I see you every morning, at least twice in a day. I always greet you by saying hi, or good morning. Why is it that you never speak back to me? Have I done something to you that I am unaware of? You look at me as if I am invisible and keep walking pass me. If I have done something, I am sorry. Please forgive me Mrs. Whole Again! I understand there maybe somethings you are going through. My rabbit died last Tuesday! My cat ate all of my fish out of my fish tank. My niece got kicked out of 5 child care facilities, so now my family members and I have to help my sister care for my niece. I have a lot going on too! Mrs. Whole Again: (cracks a smile appearing to empathize with Mrs. Prophetta) Mrs. Prophetta: Do you know how much I pray for you at night? Each night, I set aside time in prayer with my husband and kids to send an outpouring of love your way. Do you know when I see you and you don’t speak, or walks pass me like I don’t exist, I go to the washroom and ask God to watch over you and your family. I ask God to bless your day. If there is sickness near you, I ask God to deliver healing to your husband, and family. I pray that God strengthens your marriage and interrupts your mornings with happiness; positive thoughts. I pray that you, your husband, and your children are spoiled in God’s protection. Mrs. Whole Again: (Bursting out tears…uncontrollable tears flowing all over her face) Mrs. Prophetta: Oh, but I’m not done yet (she smiles). I touch and agree every night with my husband and my teenage soldiers in prayer concerning miracles to surround your life. God will send a successful pursuit of revival to raise you up in an amazing assurance of his love so you will know the sweetness of God; how God loves you so much he used me to grant gentle kisses into your life. Mrs. Whole Again: Thank you so much Mrs. Prophetta! I am so sorry…please forgive me for treating you so rude and being so unpleasant. I don’t know what to say. May I please have a hug? Mrs. Prophetta: Sure! (they both hug each other) Mrs. Whole Again: Thank you so much! You are like a real life angel! Mrs. Prophetta: May God’s love have dominion over your life to outdo all the wrong that tries to creep in the way of that big ole heart of yours. Mrs. Whole Again: Love makes you feel so free! Thank you so much for extending God's love to me! I will remember that prayer. Incidentally, I have a pet rabbit as well. My family and I love rabbits. We use to breed them. How did your rabbit die Mrs. Prophetta? I am so sorry about your rabbit dying. Mrs. Prophetta: Girl, I really don’t have a rabbit that died. I overheard that you were fond of rabbits. I used that line to get a little sympathy from you. I don’t have any pets...AT ALL! THEY BOTH LAUGH OUT LOUD IN LOVE. :0)  Pneumatic Aroma of Love
Laura-Ann was always accustomed to an atemporal childhood of love, unity and great family holidays with her 7 other sisters and brothers. Her parents raised them that way. Growing up, the Dexter family celebrated all of the American holidays together. Veterans Day, Thanksgiving and Christmas were particularly special days for the Dexter family. Mr. & Mrs. Dexter were married on Thanksgiving; all of their children were born in the month of November and December. Papa Dexter was a Veteran. Laura-Ann is the baby of the family; single with no kids. Her career keeps her busy. When she isn't working she is mentoring others or helping people do something positive with their lives. Her sister Leslie is a few years older than Laura-Ann but she is married with 5 kids. Her 3 older brothers; Kirk, Mark and John are also married with their own big families. Her 3 older sisters (Diamond, Venus and Diana) have their own big families. Papa Dexter is no longer a special part of their holiday tradition as he passed away a few years ago. His absence changed the dynamics of the family a little bit. Laura-Ann usually spends her holidays with her mother. Mrs. Dexter cooks the main dishes. Laura-Ann brings the side dishes over to contribute. If her aunts Carmen and Alexia invites her mom over, Laura-Ann would be by herself a lot of times on the holidays. In that case, her mom would let her know she cooked but was invited out somewhere else; letting Laura-Ann know she could come over and eat at her house. Mama Dexter: (Calling Laura-Ann) Hey baby, are you coming over to eat? I’m going over Carmen’s house for Thanksgiving. I will be back before dawn. Laura-Ann: Yeah mama…I guess I will stop by there. Mama Dexter: Stop by! Aren’t you bringing over the side dishes? Are you okay, I love you! It will get better Laura-Ann; I miss your father too. Laura-Ann: It’s not just that. Every year we are not together. I wish I was 10 years old again. At least we were all together on the holidays. Did they forget they have another family; us! Mama Dexter: Laura-Ann, I understand. Your brother and sisters are married with their own families now. Kirk, Mark and John always spend the holidays with their wives side of the family. You know your sisters are doing their own thing as well. Laura-Ann: They can all come over to your house like we use to do when dad was here. I hate the holidays! I really do! They act like they can’t rotate. I will be over there in a few minutes. I am waiting on my cornbread to finish. Mama Dexter: Well, okay dear. I wish things were different. I am so sorry you feel that way Laura-Ann. I probably won’t be here when you get here but I will be back later to be with you. I love you! Laura-Ann: Okay….love you too mama! Thank you. Laura-Ann walks into her mom’s kitchen to put the food on the counter. She goes into the living room. The Dexter Brothers Kirk, Mark and John: (Bright Happy Smiles) HAPPY THANKSGIVING BABY SISTER! The Dexter Sisters Leslie, Diamond, Venus and Diana: (Smiling) WELCOME HOME! HAPPY THANKSGIVING LAURA! ALL THE IN-LAWS (Husbands and Wives) HAPPY THANKSGIVING SISTER LAURA! ALL THE NIECES AND NEPHEWS (Yelling and Screaming) HAPPY THANKSGIVING AUNT LAURA! Laura-Ann: (Soaked in Wet Face) This is the BEST MOMENT EVER! I love you guys so much! Oh my goodness! I am so happy! Thank you all for your sacrifice! Laura-Ann: Hey Aunt Carmen! I thought my mom was over your house. Carmen: (Kissing Laura on the cheeks) Hey baby girl! I had to see this moment. Your mother and I have being praying for this! So, Laura-Ann received all the love-hugs and warm kisses her heart desired; being with family (40 people) on Thanksgiving Day. The main dish on their menu was the aroma of love permeating in the air. Mama Dexter had a spacious house. They played games, watched movies all night and ate. Mama Dexter spoke with the family and asked them to come together again for Laura-Ann this year. They all agreed to start a new family tradition. It was a Happy Thanksgiving…indeed! Want what really matters...LOVE (THANKS GOD FOR THE LOVE)+FAMILY (THANKS GOD FOR OUR FAMILIES). Love +Family=Love!  MY FATHER, PAPA, KING!
THANKFUL FOR MY DADDY From day one when I could not speak, I was bumping my gums in victory because I was blessed with you as my daddy...my father. Mom always calls you her king but dad, as a grown woman you've always been my king. I always caught you on your knees. You demonstrated good faith that helped me proceed in my life as a woman, mother and wife. I thank God for the special example you have been in my life. Thank you papa for always praying for me and WITH me. I love you so much dad! :) PRAISE GOD FOR MY BABY Wow (holding back tears)! I know we tried our best to raise you right in the presence of the lord. I had no idea, down through the years, you were checking out my light. You make me so proud to be your father! Yes, God will give you the faith to proceed in your life, just believe! I am thankful to the lord for using me as an example for you, my faithful daughter. You make up the best part of love in our family! I know you have a husband to cover you now. Please know I'm on the other end of his prayers covering the both of you. I love you, baby girl of mines! You will always be my baby girl although I know you dislike when I say it now. :) Happy Pre-Father's Day to all the "Father-Papa-Kings" being celebrated on Father's Day and EVERY DAY! More love to come for the Champs in you! |
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