This is the country we live in y’all!

I just saw a video on Facebook that absolutely broke my heart this morning. It was about an African American family in Denver Colorado with 2 small boys who woke up one morning to racial slurs spray painted all over their porch and house. Someone painted a noose with a man hanging from it right outside their door. And after watching this all I can think is why? Why would anyone hate someone of a different color so badly that they would do something so heinous? Imagining those parents having to explain to their young sons why someone would do that to their home literally brings me to tears. I couldn’t even imagine having to have a conversation like that with my kids. This has GOT to change. We have GOT to stand against this and stand up for those who experience it. Nothing will ever change if nothing is ever done. Change starts with us. It starts with our children, and it starts in our hearts.

The video can be viewed through the link below.

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This is what we’re raising our children in! This upsets me more than I could ever explain. Nobody and I mean NOBODY deserves to be treated like this. Nobody deserves to feel unsafe in their own home because somebody else’s parents taught them how to be an ignorant racist. Racism is not born, it is taught. Our generation, the generation raising kids who will one day be the leaders of this country, have the opportunity, no, the obligation to change this! Teach your children to love everyone no matter their color. Teach your children to be kind to everyone they come in contact with no matter their color. Teach your children to take care of one another, because at the end of the day we are ALL human, and we are ALL in this together.

Please take my words to heart. But most of all, please raise humans who would NEVER do something like this. My heart breaks for this family and I pray the police catch whoever did this and they get punished to the fullest extent.

In Arm’s Reach

Buckle up, because this is going to be one of the most real and from the heart posts I’ve ever written. This is a topic I feel very strongly about, so excuse me if it comes off as a rant. Just please know that’s not my intention, but when I start writing I just let the words flow from the heart. Some of you will agree, and some of you might be offended, but I’ve never been one to worry about offending anyone if I truly believe that what I’m saying is right. So. Here. We. Go.

I just read a post on Facebook that made my blood boil. It basically said that if you’re an organ donor and black that the paramedics and doctors won’t do everything they can to save your life. What. The. Hell?

At one time I was one of the people who showed up to save someone, and I’m here to tell you not once did anybody even ask if the person was an organ donor. It didn’t matter. What mattered to us was using every bit of our knowledge and training we had to save that person’s life. I can’t even recall one instance where any of us even saw a victim’s identification, making it impossible to even know if they were an organ donor. We didn’t need to know because it. didn’t. matter.

The racial divide in this world makes me genuinely afraid for my child. Some of the things I see on the news makes me physically sick knowing my children are growing up in a world where we’ve let everything from race to politics turn us against each other. Yes, I am aware that racism has been around forever, and chances are it’s not going away. But, the only reason it’s not going away is because people have forgotten how to show kindness and compassion.

Whether you’re black, white, purple, or red, you deserve kindness and compassion. But, you also have an obligation to those around you to show kindness and compassion. Whether you’re republican, democrat, liberal, or any other political affiliation, you deserve kindness and compassion. But, you also have an obligation to those around you to show kindness and compassion.

Yes, these problems have been around forever, but I blame the media for widening these divides to astronomical proportions. So, turn off the news, go outside, and meet people. Listen to their stories and tell them yours. I promise you will be surprised by how much good there still is in the world. Yeah, there is a lot of bad out there too, but don’t let the bad keep you from seeing the good. Be kind. Be compassionate. Remember that we are all human. We are all on this crazy ride called life together, and change starts with us. WE are the only ones who can make this world a better place for our children. And it all starts with kindness and compassion.

So, I challenge each and every one of you to go out and find someone different from you. Whether it be someone of a different race, political affiliation, or religious beliefs, and just talk to them. Learn from them. You never know, they might end up becoming a very important person in your life. Don’t let the media keep you from meeting new people just because they’re different from you. There are some really amazing people out there with amazing stories to tell. Go out and find them. Let’s leave our children a world full of kindness and compassion instead of a world full of hate and ignorance. Help me change the world, it’s just an arm’s reach away.

Hurricane Florence Update

Well y’all it has officially gotten bad. We currently can’t leave our house due to severe flooding. We have gotten 16 inches of rain as of 10am and it is supposed to continue raining until at least 2pm today. We are also under a tornado watch. We have been without power for 43 hours and it wont be back on any time soon. I sent my 3 year old to my grandma’s last night because they do have power and now I can’t get to her because the roads are flooded. Y’all please continue to pray for us. We’ve got a long way to go.

My town is burning…

If you’ve been following me for a while you’ll remember the post I did about my small town.

Well tonight the left side of my town is on fire. Firefighters have been working for over 2 hours and the fire is still not under control.

Anyone who knows me knows how much I love my town. I was born and raised here. My heart is here. To watch it burn absolutely devestates me. So I’m asking you all to please please send up a prayer and good vibes to us tonight as we watch our little piece of Eden in flames. Thank you!

Interview with my soldier

Alright y’all, this is part 2 of An American Soldier. I sent some interview questions via e-mail to my best friend and he loves me so much he answered them and sent them back. I am simply copying and pasting from my e-mail and adding my smart ass remarks here and there because, that’s how I roll. Everything in black is what he wrote verbatim, everything in blue is me. He has not seen the smart ass remarks so he will be seeing this version with you guys lmao. I’m not allowed to use his real so we’ll just call him my soldier. I love him like a brother and would walk across the country to change a flat tire for him no doubt. Thanks for everything you do Staff Seargent, love you mean it.

Q: What year did you enlist?

A: 2006, right out of high school. …Ahhh what babies we were back then

Q: Why did you choose Army over all other branches?

A: I never planned on joining the military, but an Army recruiter talked to me at the right time and had a good pitch, so I figured I would go for it. … I expected nothing less from my lovable Tweeder.

Q: What was your basic training experience?

A: Awesome! You learn a lot and bond with the people next to you. You bond while suffering. It was scary initially though, but you learn. It’s such a culture shock because the moment you get off the bus you are getting yelled at, doing exercises, getting yelled at while doing exercises. The longer you go though, the easier it gets. …It’s nice to know he endured his basic training better than I endured his basic training. I was a friggin mess I missed him so bad.

Q: At any point have you second guessed your decision to enlist?

A: Yea, of course. I think with anything that you do, there is always the thought of, what if I didn’t. Any time I stand in formation while its raining, or snowing, or really cold I always question why I joined lol. Or when I’m away from my family and friends for such long periods of time, it sucks but I make it work. 

Q: How many different places have you been stationed and where?

A: Not counting my basic training, AIT, or deployments, I have only been stationed to two places. Ft. Lewis, Washington and Ft. Lee, Virginia. …Seriously though you need to come back to the Carolinas for good.

Q: What is it like moving so much with a family?

A: We have been lucky and not moved to much, but it is still stressful. Having to move anytime is stressful, especially with children, but we make it work.

Q: Describe your best experience so far.

A: My best experience so far would be getting promoted to Staff Sergeant. This was the first time that my family saw me get promoted and was lucky enough to get one of my best friends there with me, so it was really great. But not the best best friend because that is me. (Just to clarify that)

Q: When you’re told you’re going to deploy, what is your immediate reaction?

A: Initially, scared and nervous. Not for me, but for my family. I have to hope that they are set up well so that when I’m gone everything goes smoothly. Luckily, I have been fortunate and everything has gone well while I’ve been gone. Once I know my family is set, I am good. Obviously still nervous, but able to deal with it.

Q: Describe your living conditions on deployment.

A: It honestly depends on where you are at. I have lived in everything from a huge tent with 50 people, to a small trailer with one other person, to a vehicle where I slept on the back of it. It is all dependent on where you are and the mission that needs to happen.

Q: Did you experience different personal concerns (family, relationships) things you would never ordinarily think about while deployed?

A: Nothing crazy, but everything is an experience. It is hard to determine what is a big problem or a small problem when you are thousands of thousands of miles away. I’ve had family have different issues and friends have issues and I could be there with them which made it difficult.

Q: What did you find you missed the most, other than family, while deployed?

A: FOOD! It’s the same food all the time out there if you are lucky enough to have a dining facility and if not, you get an MRE. It’s so nice to get back and go have a burger or run to the store and get what you want to eat. … You forgot to mention me.

Q: What did you do to pass time when things were quiet?

A: Watch movies and workout. I was lucky with my last deployment, I was able to train a lot of Jiu-jitsu as well.

Q: Describe your relationships between you and your platoon?

A: Loved them all. Of course, we argue and at times hate each other, but at the end of the day we all love each other. When we are deployed, all we have is each other.

Q: Every soldier has a nickname, what’s yours and why?

A: I don’t think I ever had a nickname honestly. … This is a flat out lie. I’ve called him Tweeder since high school because of his resembalence to Tweeder in the much beloved movie Varsity Blues, if you’ve never seen it I suggest you get it now.

Q: What was the scariest moment for you?

A: First time you get shot at or see an explosion right there. It’s scary as hell.

Q: What was your proudest moment?

A: Same as my best experience, getting promoted to Staff Sergeant.

Q: Did you meet anyone from near your hometown while deployed?

A: I met a few people. When I did, we usually argued, playfully, about high school football or other sports.

Q: Can you describe what its like to be in a fire fight? Thoughts, emotions etc.

A: Everything kind of goes on autopilot. I do not remember a lot of emotion until afterwards. You just have to go through the motions and know that the guys next to you are there for you as much as you are there for them.

Q: What were the Afghan and Iraqi civilians like? What were their attitudes toward y’all?

A: Just like in America, some were cool and some were assholes.

Q: Did you interact with the local children? How do they differ from American children?

A: I loved interacting with the kids. They are very grateful when you give them small candy or water. They love it all. They have way less then America kids as far as toys etc., and not as educated, but are still kids. … I would have loved to see you interact with those kids

Q: Describe your best and worst days of your deployments.

A: Best days are always the day you leave. Getting on that plane to come home is a beautiful thing. Worst day was during my first deployment. We had a vehicle flip over and lost 3 people, one of which I knew, so that day sucked pretty hard. Seeing the bodies loaded onto the plane is still a day that gets me.

Q: Did you do any work with a military dog? Because they are badass

A: Only once, its when they let us put on the suit and let the dog chase and bite us. I didn’t do it, because I’m not completely mental. … Um, you’re completely mental for not doing it, those dogs are friggin amazing.

Q:Have you received any medals, if so what for?

A: I have a few, nothing crazy. A couple ARCOMS (Army Commendation Medal), AAM’s(Army Acheivement Medal), and COA’s(Course of Action). I got them for different reasons, but nothing to crazy. …I had to Google these abbreviations. I’m a civilian.

Q: Are there things about being deployed that you miss? What are they?

A: I miss the extra money and the lack of politics. Back in the States, you must deal with a lot of stuff. When you are deployed, you have your job and that’s it. No extra formations usually. It’s your job and when you are done you do whatever.

Q: Would you go back?

A: If I must, then yes. I don’t want to, but if I must, I know I must go.

Q: What are the characteristics of a good soldier?

A: Disciplined and hard working. If you can get those two things down, everything else will fall into place.

Q: How has the Army changed you?

A: More confidence without a doubt. That and more discipline.

Q: How has going to war changed you?

A: I’m not sure honestly. Maybe a little less connected to others. I also have less compassion for whining, especially with people that consider themselves “adults”. … I don’t consider myself an adult so he has lots of compassion for my whining.

Q: What advice would you give a soldier being deployed for the first time?

A: Know that you will make it through. Some days will suck, some days won’t be so bad, and some days will be down right fun. You will miss your family, birthdays, and everything else, but you will make it work.

Q: Do you agree with the political reasons given for America being in Iraq?

A: I am not one to say whether it’s right or wrong. I signed a contract that said I will follow the orders of those appointed over me and that’s it.

An American Soldier

As a Nation, we often forget that freedom isn’t free. And I will be the first to admit I’ve been guilty of it myself. Lately, I’ve been reading a lot of biographies and autobiographies of soldiers, because that kind of strength, courage, dedication, and heart astonishes me. I can’t even begin to comprehend the character of a soldier because honestly, I don’t think I could willingly do what they do. They make a conscious choice every single day to put their lives on the line so we can maintain the freedoms we, as Americans have. They chose to fight for perfect strangers, because not only was it their calling, but they believe it is the right thing to do. How many of you can say that you would lay down your life for a stranger? How many of you can say that you would lay down your life for your country? I like to think that my answers to both of those questions is yes, but honestly, I would definitely hesitate. A soldier doesn’t hesitate.

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Here are the qualities I think makes a soldier. Being a soldier takes an insane amount of strength, both mentally and physically. Courage, from somewhere deep within that not everyone possesses, which is what makes them a special breed. Dedication, to a country who doesn’t appreciate them nearly enough and to their brothers fighting along beside them, whom they will protect until their very last breath. And last but definitely not least it takes heart. The heart of a soldier is an amazing thing. Their  hearts are capable of holding their family, friends, brothers, sisters, and homes in a special place that protects them from the horrors of war, so that when they return home after a long deployment they can still love just a fiercely as they did before they left. The heart of a soldier is also where the strength, courage, and dedication reside, coming to the surface when needed the most.

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Now let’s talk about the price of freedom. Let’s discuss the price that a soldier has willingly paid for us to be able to say what we want, worship any God we choose, and vote. Our freedom is paid for in the form of soldier’s lives. Have you ever been to a military funeral? If you have you know it is something that will stick with you for the rest of your life. If you haven’t, I’ll try my best to explain it. First of all the coffin is completely covered in an American flag. Which is folded and given to the soldier’s family after the funeral is over. A military funeral also consists of the playing of taps. If you’ve ever heard this played at a funeral, you know how haunting of a sound it is. Some times they have the soldier playing standing in plain sight, but some times they have him somewhere you can’t see him, which makes it all the more heart wrenching to hear. If you ever attend a military funeral watch the faces of that soldier’s family members as taps is being played. The look of pride and grief they wear will break even the most hardened of  hearts. Then there is the 21 gun salute. Every shot reverberates through your chest and makes you feel like your heart is physically breaking. If anything in this world can remind you that freedom  isn’t free, a military funeral will do just that. After attending a funeral for an American Soldier, your life will be forever changed. It is something you can never forget.

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One of my best friends is in the United States Army. He has been deployed 3 times, and every time he has deployed I’ve felt like my heart didn’t beat until he got home safely. I decided to do these blog posts not only in honor of him but of every soldier who has ever fought for me and my freedoms. I should have part 2 up by Saturday. I hope you have all enjoyed reading this as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. It took me a few days to get this one down because it was so close to my heart.

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All gave some. Some gave all.

Quote 25!

So, it’s been a few days. How y’all doin? Hopefully well out of the path of the hurricane. It can’t seem to decide if it wants to hit us or not. The forecast changes about every hour and every time it changes they say they still don’t know where it’s going. So, if you’re in the path please be safe. If you’re not, pray for those who are. And, if you’re like me and have absolutely no idea because the storm doesn’t even know, prepare anyway. Hurricane Matthew is being called the worst storm in decades so if it does hit us I have a feeling it’s going to be pretty bad. Anyway, figured I would get up quote 25 for y’all during the calm before the storm.

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FYI, the featured image I put up is the actual satellite image of Hurricane Matthew hitting Haiti.

9/11 Never Forget.

As I lay in bed today feeling sorry for myself my heart and mind go out to the victims of September 11, 2001. It seems that our leaders have forgotten that day. They’ve forgotten who caused those horrible attacks on our nation. But we the people never forget. â€‹â€‹

To the men and women who lost their lives helping others that day, I thank you. To the families of all those lost that day, we will forver mourn with you.

The 90’s… The last great generation!

I can’t be the only one who desperately wishes I could go back to the 90’s right? I mean, come on! We had 3D Doritos, Doug, purple ketchup, TGIF, good cartoons, and soooo much more!

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Everything was so much simpler back then! We didn’t have all this technology and video game consoles. We had Nintendo that you could fix by simply blowing into it, and if that didn’t work you were screwed because it was unfixable. Our internet consisted of very little. We didn’t have Google. We had Jeeves. We didn’t have Facebook. We had MySpace. And you couldn’t even use the internet if someone was on the phone and if someone called while you were on it there went your connection. Hope you have 2 hours to wait on it to reconnect cause that’s what it’s gonna take. And the sound it made OMG!! It sounded like nails on a chalkboard, but I would give just about anything to hear that sound again.

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We had the coolest food!!! 3D Doritos, purple and green ketchup, Surge, clear Pepsi, fruit shaped Trix, Skittles gum! You name it we had it. I realize some of these things like Surge and clear Pepsi have made recent comebacks but they are not nearly as good as they were in the 90’s. Maybe they taste the exact same, but years of adulthood have ruined my taste buds, because I bought a clear Pepsi the other day and almost puked! I used to drink them like water when they first came out. If Doritos brings the 3D Doritos back I will forever be in their debt though because those things were the shit. I’ve noticed a few more 90’s food back on the shelves like Dunkaroos, French Toast Crunch, and the Oreo cereal, but honestly, none of it tastes the same and ever time I try another 90’s only product that tastes awful, my soul dies a little more. So please, food companies if you’re going to bring it back, make it taste the same. Otherwise my blood is on your hands. K? Thanks!

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And the tv shows! They were the absolute greatest! Cartoons now have no plot. They have no story line. If you want to argue this watch Uncle Grandpa, the name alone should tell you everything you need to know. Spongebob makes me want to punch him in the face every time he laughs, and the Ninja Turtles are imposters! We had the good shows like Dinosaurs, Doug, PepperAnn, Recess, Martin, The Nanny, Sabrina the Teenage Witch, The Wild Thornberrys. I could go on and on about 90’s tv but I will spare you. I recently purchased the entire Wild Thornberrys collection and I must say it is one of the smartest of my unnecessary purchases to date. We had TGIF. Who remembers TGIF? Boy Meets World, Family Matters, Full House, Step by Step, Home Improvement. It don’t get much better than that. When TGIF came on all fighting in my house ceased until it went off. I’m pretty sure it’s the only time my mama had well-behaved children. It’s also the only time we were in the house by 9:00. If you missed TGIF you were screwed the next Monday at school because that’s all anybody would be talking about. Dear tv stations. If you want to raise your viewer numbers, bring back these shows. I would buy a satellite just to watch them.

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But the best part about growing up in the 90’s was the simplicity of it all. Everything is so hectic and fast paced these days. Back then things weren’t like that. We didn’t sit inside all day and play video games and watch tv. During the summer as soon as we woke up we immediately went outside and we stayed there until we were too exhausted to eat supper. When we were in school we went outside the minute our homework was done and we stayed there until bed time. Most of the time if we even mentioned staying inside our parents would have none of it. If you weren’t sick you were outside. But most of the time we didn’t need to be asked. We didn’t follow the media like today’s society does. We didn’t jump on news story bandwagon just because everybody else did. But, then again back then the biggest stories were OJ, JonBenet, and Bill Clinton. Everybody knew OJ did it before he wrote the book. We knew that little girls parents killed her. And we knew Bill Clinton should have stayed in office because he wasn’t doing anything all the presidents before him had done. He just happened to get caught. North Korea wasn’t threatening to nuke us, and Russia wasn’t our friend. It was a good time. I would give just about anything to go back to that simple time. To feel like a kid again. To have good cartoons and creative food. I would love to squirt purple ketchup on my french fries, or have the satisfaction of crushing a 3D Dorito in my mouth. (Yea I’m stuck on those. They were awesome!) But, things will never be that simple again. Once technology got its feet under it and took off, everything changed, and there’s no going back. But a girl can dream. Who else misses the 90’s? What do you miss the most about the last great generation?

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My stories from Eden.

Since y’all showed some interest in my little town, I thought it only fitting that I give y’all a little tour and give you a feel of why I’ve always loved it here.The picture below is main street. I told you it was small! I was standing at the south stop light taking this picture, and you can clearly see the north stoplight down the street. If that doesn’t qualify as a small town I don’t know what does!

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My best memories from high school happened right here on main street. On any weekend regardless of the weather, this street would be lined with trucks, lawn chairs, dogs, and as many chicken nuggets as we could get before McDonald’s kicked us out. No, there wasn’t a big band playing a concert or a town sanctioned event. This is where we played football, soccer, tennis, rode skateboards, and any other asinine game that came to mind. With no reason other than it was really all there was to do, like literally, the only thing besides crack. Yes, technically playing recreational sports in the middle of the street is usually frowned upon, but we were rebels without a cause. If one of the gung-ho rookies happened to be working he would hassle us until we let him think he won by waiting until  he parked his car at midnight for a nap, then it was game on. But if the veterans were on duty they let us go about our business. Their exact words being “I would rather y’all be out here having good clean fun than out at one of them drug parties! Just don’t hit or get hit by a car. Towns broke can’t afford it.” I found that to be the most hilarious statement ever, because our town shuts down at promptly 9:00 on weekends, 8:00 on the weekdays, and 7:00 for Friday night football games. We would spend all night long just sitting around in the bed of trucks talking and listening to music, waiting to watch the sun come up. Occasionally we had the opportunity to fight crime. Small town + one officer on duty = teenage vigilantes taking the law into their own hands. Like I said in my previous blog, we don’t have a lot of major crime here but we do have assholes who think they can get away with anything just because we literally only have one or two town cops on duty at night. *Enter the vigilantes* We’ve stopped domestic violence, breaking and entering, and quite a few drunken fights. These nights led to the career I eventually chose after college, more on that later.

wp-image-1516037134jpg.jpeg​This is the Old Courthouse, a new one has been built on the other end of main street. The original courthouse that stood in this spot was the place of the first secession meeting, and burned to the ground by General Sherman and his men on March 2nd in 1865 on his infamous march to the sea. Sherman marched out of Chesterfield the next day on the third, torching everything in his path. He and his men forded Thompson Creek, and marched toward Cheraw. When Sherman left, he left the people with nothing. They destroyed almost everything. A plaque stands beside this Old Courthouse in memory of the Sherman march. There is also a plaque in recognition that it was the place of the first secession meeting. We still have a reenactment every year. It might not look like it but this town is drenched in history , you just have to be willing to get out there and find it.

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This is our town’s police department. Yes, that’s really its size. No, I did not photo shop it to make it look smaller. Like I said, this is about as close to Mayberry as you can get.

I have all intentions to get out tomorrow if it’s not hell hot and take some more pictures for another tour. Thanks for joining me on this one. I look forward to seeing ya’ll next time. “Tell ya mama ‘nem I said Hey!” #hometown #SouthCarolina #photography #travel

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