A Message From Sweet

A couple of weeks ago I was telling my husband about a story I had read recently. This story was about a woman who was making a decision about her life. In this story, a woman, asked God to have her guardian angel leave a dime to confirm her decision. Days and weeks pasted and she had forgotten about the dime…then one day as she was cleaning and there was a dime, and the woman asked, if this dime is from you God, send another…a few days later she found another dime…

As I finished reading this story, in my mind I said, if I am making the right decision about my life God leave me a dime. By making the right decision, I mean….by taking control of my life…and not looking to someone else for my happiness…and I forgot about the dime. A week ago, Saturday, I was working in the front yard…as I swept the porch I heard what sounded like metal hitting the deck… I thought it was my earring… I looked down and there was a dime…all shinny and clean…later that night I told my husband I had found a dime…

Tuesday, last week I received a call from the university I attended from the Director of the Paralegal Program, which is the type degree I mastered two-years ago…she wanted to know if I was interested in teaching… I said yes…and went for my instructor's interview…the interview went well; in fact I start teaching September 24.

As I drove home from the interview, my mind was a whirl, as I consider all I needed to accomplish between September 5, and the 24th... When I got home on the front porch was path of dimes… leading me to something...? I don't mean just a few dimes there were hundreds of dimes it looked like a silver brick road…at the end was a dozen coral roses and a card from my husband…in the card he wrote…I will give you a million dimes to find a reason to stay…now this is the man I married…

I have to say, by me taking control of my own feelings, taking care of me, and working at finding what makes me happy, things have started to change in my life. I am expecting the best and nothing less.

However, I had to realize it is my responsibility for my own well-being. I control what happens around me and to me. I am no longer the doormat, I no longer accept being told what to do, I only hear requests.

Love to all,
Sweet
xoxoxo