Hurricane Harvey 2017

Today, I scroll my Facebook pages, looking with eagerness, as “hurricane Harvey”, pounds on the windward Island of the Caribbean.

With the eye expecting to land, on SVG (St.Vincent and the Grenadines), inlook at the images, of flood and trees down, so far so good, it seems, nonlofe lost and not too much damage, at least not from my active Facebook friends.

I wait! I pray! I think of my uncle and family and friends that are back, there and I pray some more and get back to scrolling on Facebook.

So, growing up on an Island, I have experience and live through several hurricanes, I can remember the big ones, Andrew, Thomas, those 2 comes to mind, like any of life tragedies, experiencing it from a child’s point of view is always different, as I look back on child hood, eruption of our Volcano and hurricanes, I have a different perspective than the adults and parents.

What I remember of some of the most horrible hurricane that pass through SVG and the Caribbean over the years are things memories built on,

Yes there were the preparation, boarding up windows, bring anything that can be blow away, inside and securing it, the kerosine (hurricane) lamps came out and oil was gold, candles and bottled water was a must.

But as we the country, the village prepared for the incoming hurricane, what I remember was villagers coming together, we are better together, as each neighbor, go up and down the villages, helping any one and every-one prepare for the hurricane.

During the hurricane, was the listening to battery radio, the kerosine lamp and the family games that kept every adult and child occupied, and as soon as it was calm and the sun came out, because the SUN always comes out after a storm, then it was the “clean up”, and once again, the villages came out to help restore,

For me outside of the villagers coming together, and o get to hang out with my friends because our parents were helping each other. Was the availability of fruits, yes for adults it may have been crop lost, lost of money, farmers groaning at the re-planting but for me, well it was fruit and fruits and more fruits as we walked the fields and pick up, wiping some off (no washing) and eating right there and then and taking home for later….

Today. As an adult and I wait for news from home, I know some farmers will lose most of their profits, some families may loose their homes and yes there will be sunshine and re-building but I am also hoping for a “community” that will come together and help each other, and for some child in the village to look at this from a child’s eyes and see God’s provision of fruits and all things good….

As yes with a praying heart I wait for news of hurricane Harvey and as I go back down memory lane, I am remember a time when life was oh so much simpler, that not even a hurricane at it worst can kill a community and a village that stood together


Laura’s interview

Laura Rice is a very good friend of mines, she lives in Alabama with her husband, daughter and pets, she is a Christian and loves to garden,

I asked her to take part in my “moms” blog, where I get to interview mom across borders,

This is her interview below!!!

Laura’s interview-

Q. How long have you been a SAHM and what prompted you to stay home with your baby

A-I have been a SAHM since my daughter was born in 2006. Prior to getting pregnant I had not considered returning to work as an option I was interested. Part probably comes from the fact that my mom stayed at home until my sister and I began school. In addition I wanted my daughter and I to have optimum time to get to know each other, I didn’t want to miss out on any of her growing milestones and the simple everyday childhood activities. I believe that being at home with my child is the best thing to nurture a great start in life.

Q. Do you stay home because you want to, or because you need to, given the cost of child care

A-I stay at home because I want to. If I were working most of my pay would have gone toward childcare anyway.

Q: Growing up did you have a parent who stayed home?

A. Yes, as I mentioned earlier, my mother stayed at home with my sister and me. She began working outside the home when we were seven and eight years old and both in school.

Q.What do you think about working moms?

A. I respect everyone’s right to choose to do what they feel is best and to do what is necessary to maintain the best environment for their family.

Q. Ok, here goes, the question we’ve all been waiting for…what do you do all day?

A. Spy on my neighbors and browse social media! What else? HAHA I homeschool my daughter. I use an eclectic approach, pulling from different curriculum, to simply coming up with my own activities/unit studies to go along with a subject we’re currently studying, something that catches our attention or to accompany the wonderful books we get to read. Keeping up with that schedule does take some work and I tend to spend a lot of time on gathering information and activities in preparation for future studies. I also maintain our home, which is a priority for me, otherwise I feel chaotic. Maintaining a home with laundry, dishes, keeping things neat, vacuuming, mopping cooking and so much more is enough without adding a child to the mix. It becomes a full-time job when you throw in a kid or two. My daughter and I enjoy many activities together and separately. She has her own chores that add to caring for our family as well as taking care of her pets. We also get to have our share of fun and run errands as needed. Because we stay at home we have the flexibility to go to the beach or spend the afternoon at the pool or take trips. We get to see her daddy on his lunch break for most days of the work-week, which has been so vital to their relationship.

Q. What are some disadvantages to being SAHM

A. For me the biggest has been isolation. We moved from our family and friends to a new town, a very small town, which affords little outside of the necessities, groceries and my husband’s job. I also find that my level of tolerance for my daughter’s energy, (which includes a lot of talking *A LOT* of talking, singing, just the fun noises she likes to make) wears out throughout the day and I must find ways to replenish my own energy that is being zapped. Admittedly, the everyday stuff, just going through the motions sometimes gets to me. But that’s also a clue to me that we need to find an activity to enjoy.

Q.What are the biggest advantages of being a SAHM?

A. I get to be with my daughter so much, see her grow, see the learning of new things click! We get to allow our interests lead us to activities that we would otherwise not be able to do. I also am able to put in the time to maintaining my home at the level that I prefer. I can only imagine what it would be like if I were working full time.

Q.  What is the one piece of advice you would give to another mom who is contemplating becoming a stay-at-home-mom?

A.  Be prepared to put in place some sort of outlet for yourself such as a hobby and exercise. My independent interests save me on a daily basis. I require that to replenish my energy. Of course that may not be enough, many moms must get out of the house, more often than I feel the need. So that may be the thing that replenishes your energy. Either way, don’t hesitate to find something to lose yourself in, even if only a mental get-away, it is very necessary for maintaining your autonomy and sanity!

What questions do you have for any other SAHM?

 what questions do people ask you, or do you feel you’d like to answer?  

What is your top tip for making your home run smoothly.

People do often ask, “What do you do all day?” as if there could be nothing to do. I also get asked “How are you able to be both an educator and the disciplinarian?” as if these two are mutually exclusive.

laura l rice

daughter of the King of Kings

What defines us!

I received the most hateful message of my life-time about 2 months ago, my heart still hurts and break as I remember reading those words, “wild dog puppies”, were the words used to describe a 4 and 5 year old boys. What yes! I remember reading the words and thinking what did they ever do to you? What have 2 innocent, yes innocent boys do that deserved to be called that. My heart break and I cried for days and weeks, I cannot erased those words out of my mind and my brain, you will forever be remember by “the author of hatred and evil”,

What Monique, wait, hold a minute, those words were sent out of pain. hurt, anger, not evil or hatred. Have you not seen what’s happening in Barcelona, and Virginia, that’s evil and that’s hatred, yes and they are the same, to describe a human being less than what God created them for is racist, it’s hatred, its evil….. when it comes from a pastor, a Christian, a leader, well!!!!!!

Over the last 2 weeks I have prayed and I have tried to come to grips, to erased those words from me, from my heart, from my soul, to make peace with them, but I can’t! They are forever stuck in my head, I have deleted them off my phone but oh boy! I still stop breathing at the mention of your name, I still grasp for air,

Hate is too big a burden I tell myself so just walk away……

My friend Shelly sends me some encouraging stories/meme,quotes on a daily bases, most of the time, last week as I was struggling with a migraine, she sent me a story, as I read it, I smile because it had a funny sense of humor.

some one had spill coffee, and when asked why did you spill coffee, the obvious answer , some one had bumped into me, no wrong answer, you spilled coffee because coffee was in the cup” (smiling) what’s inside of you will be spilled over when you are bumped into”

The Bible says, ” what comes out of a man is what defiles him”, so when you are mad, angry, hurt, what comes out, how you re-act when you living the un-imaginable.

When your world falls apart and what you love is taken away from you. When you get to the point where you have nothing else to loose, how do you act/re-act, what comes out of you? Do you grab a torch, do you call them “wild dogs puppies”, do you say “nigger go home”

Do you make excuses for your words!

Do you tolerate hatred, by saying, “I/he/they didn’t mean it”

Do you turn a blind eye, dead ears, because of who said it.

What’s on the inside of you?

These daughters of mine”

Over the weekend as the world go crazy and the pictures on social media seem to be something out of several centuries, and I had to check to see if we had all "gone through a time machine" I had the pleasure of spending some times with my daughters #winning.
Well if you know my girls they are as different as different can be, and if you asked any of them, they claimed one or all of them is adopted and have families looking for them (inside family joke)

Well I love spending time with them especially in this season, I am reminded of how precious time is!

This weekend included a trip to the grocery store for Sunday dinner, yes oh my world, what have I gotten myself into, Rae-Kyea wanted dinner ideas that was easy, no prep and she couldnt mess up, Rae-Quel wanted tacos, crunchy and truth be told I just wanted to go home and go in my cave, with Caribbean steam provision and stew chicken back!!!!!

And yes there is the problem, with out the boys as "tie breakers" or "more choices" I was left to shop for 3 different meals… okay not a problem, let's do this!

Well shopping is never easy, not on a Sunday, not with food allergies and not when you have 3 meals and one of them included an international food….

As I think back on my Sunday I smile, because as crazy as it was, I absolutely had fun with the girls, as I watch Rae-quel teased Rae-Kyea about not being able to cook, Rae-Kyea just wants me to move in and cook for her, not happening! And I just want to grab some stuff sonI can get to my "cave"….

As I go over all my ideas of #enoch friendly easy (my idea of easy) meals that will be pleasing to her hubby who is also from the Caribbean, my daughter gave me this look as if I had just enter the twilight zone, and a very strong no mom! can I have regular "American" sweet potatoes (lol) regular and American is over rated!!!!

Okay we survived that trip that time and Ms Kyea was in her way home to make Spanish rice, bake chicken with green beans and I will "standby" on my phone for the 1000 texts that will follow this process.
Kelly and I was on our way with items for taco and Caribbean "dry food" and stew chicken (no chicken back )….

Yes Sunday dinner was a blast and at the end of the day, time with my girls were so worth it…


“Color me blind”

It's Monday and a new work week and most of us, has gone back to life as "normal" the hashtag #charlottesville, will be used less and #prayersforcharlottesville has stop, life goes on, any way for us, until the next incident.

So why did I wait until today to speak out, "why am I a day late and a dollar short", am I not angry at what happened? Well….

I don't want this to be another blog, another post, but most importantly, I spend the weekend trying to explain to my 19 year old, my strong opinion on what's going on and what's the cause of this.

One of the question/observation, she asked, why so much hate with this administration? We have always had problems but not openly, as I try to tell my daughter, hate begat hate unless we change it, you can't have a leader that ignites, hate and in-justice and the country stays calms, except for the grace of God!

Is he to blame for all of this, of course not! We are all to blame…..

It grieves my heart on a daily bases as I scroll Facebook of the racist hate I see especially from the Christian community, yes I hold us to a higher standard.

Okay! So let's talk about #charlottesville, most of us out-cry about what has taken place and we should, its racist, it's un-acceptable and it oh so wrong, as I read twitter, I see so many pictures of #equality, hate is taught not born, quotes from MLKjr and the list goes on.

Here is my one cent, as I see the post and read the comments I see a pattern, I see a problem, my heart breaks? I ask how did we get here? It's 21st century, we have come a long way or have we!!

Let each of us examine ourselves and see the racists in each of us, the hate we share publicly on social media. We are the problem!

If you have used a them vs us – you are a racist
If you compare any thing by skin color -you are a racist
If you teach your kids to "look out for them", "they mean you no good" you are a racist and you are breeding hate!
If you used all white, them white, all black, all LGBT, all muslims to describe any negative situation, you are part of the problem

If you have use social media and call some one outside of what God created them for you are the problem
If you judge a situation with out knowing their story, you are part of the problem

If you have spend the whole weekend comparing every event to a #black-situation you are part of the problem.

So yes, hate is too big of a burden, and we create an atmosphere of tension and riot unless we truly get past the stinking thinking, forgave ourselves and our history and leave the past in the past.

We all have a beginning, but that only a part of your story, and too many people sacrifice their all so we can be free, most importantly God gave his only son so you can be free!

Unless we judge people by their actions and intentions and not the skin color, not the past, we will always have #Charlottesville

Only love and light can drive out hate and darkness, so as we #remember #charlottesville, let us color our world blind, let's link up and get involve, let's see each other as Christ sees them, not black, not white, not wild dogs puppies, not a teen mom (problem) but as humans..
Let's start with one and start with me..

“I’m on my way”

As a Day-care provider, circle time was my favorite, 10 mins per day and the kids learned so much, they learned by repetition,
We did the same songs, nursery rhymes, every day, redundant you say… yes there were times I changed up just a bit, and then we do a short activity to re-enforce. I have always loved the Montessori way of teaching and then later added the emerging to home-schooling my kids, I have alway advocate to teach kids how they learn…
Anyway this blog is not about teaching or learning! Go figure! After 2 paragraph.

The thing is one of my favorite thing to say/sing during circle time was "going on a bear hunt", it had every thing, you needed to teach in it. repetition, action and imagination, yes let's go on a bear hunt and see what we will find!

Well I have change the word to that poem, to try and tell about my "faith walk" in this season

Adapted from "going on a bear hunt"

Going to Canaan, gonna see my healer
come across sickness
Can't go around it, can't go over it, gotta go through it.

Going to Canaan, gotta see my provider.
Come across being fired
Can't go around it, can't go over it
Can't go under it, gotta go through it.

Going to Canaan. Gotta see Jesus…
Come upon a struggle.
Can't go over it
Can't go under it
Gotta go through it

Come fire! Come storm, come mountains, come devil… gotta go through it!!!


“Through my father’s eyes”

All of my kids wears glasses, except for Rae-Quel, it's an inherited gene, on both side of the family, but definitely from the parsons (my father's family)

Anyway, my daughter Rae-Kyea has been wearing glasses since she has been 2, and her eyes are very similar in prescriptions to mines,

Rae-Kyea glasses got broken a couple days ago, and had to taped the frame until she can get her new ones because she cannot see with out them.

Today was her appointment and I received a text. " going to see how blind I am"
So my respond to her "very blind, you get it from your mama", and then I type that's ok we have our fathers eyes, we get to see the good in people and see through his eyes, since our eyes are useless.

Even with the strongest prescription, as close to what they can put in a frame, I think mines eyes at 18/200, really bad, glasses help takes the straight and give some focus but really not much…
I have lived with this my entire love and has adapt and as learned to cope, look for building as landmark, etc

I have stopped and cry so many times, when I get lost because I can't see numbers, street sign in a new area and it can be frustrated, but my life is so much richer, because I get to see people how God sees them, I get to not look with my eyes but see with my heart,
I get to see things through God eyes and yes even in the nature, in a new area, I get to depend on God, to help me "see" what I need!

So this morning as my daughter gets fitted for her new "eyes" and hearing our "heavy" her glasses will be, I get to reminder her and myself that eyes like ours are very special!!! And that's a blessing….