...I'LL SAY GOODBYE TO LOVE...

The old Carpenters song,

"I'LL SAY GOODBYE TO LOVE..."

and in lots of ways this sentence best explains

the ending of the blog,

Lilbit of my World!

I have written so much here since 2008,

my heart, good things, not so good things,

but time for a new blog, new beginnings

even for the blog! 

I will blog again, just not sure what the new name will be!

Thank you to all who followed, supported me

in this endeavor, On to new things!

Happy New Year! 

Make 2017 all you want in life!

THANKSGIVING.... AHHHH THAT DAY....

The day of the year where we gather with family/friends,

and we give thanks for all we are so very happy to be

thankful for. I try not to let my thanks list build up

to big because then i get stuck.

Today, I have so so much to be thankful about...

It is almost the same, I am sure as many of my followers,

and yet, maybe I am feeling just a little more thankful 

this year than others.

Let my start with the obvious.

1) My bestie's, oh my bestie's!

Just thinking of the day three weeks ago

when one young mother lost her life,

and my dear bestie's were hurt in ways that

will have them in painful therapy for some time.

However, they are here I can talk, text, touch them.

Not all have been so lucky this year. 

So many have lost loved ones this year,

who feel a tinge of sadness when thinking of

the day of Thanksgiving.

2) My Grand Girls, oh those three girls!

You know, they say, when you don't have something,

you can't feel the loss  because you don't know how it feels

to have them. For me, first, to be able to have children

when every doctor told me growing up it was impossible.

Two children later, one beautiful DIL and another

who finds herself in love with my baby girl has me

hoping of more babies.

For now, back to the three grand girls...

No words can explain the love I have for them.

Each with a different personality.

It feels like they have always been with us,

we are blessed, I may be biased, but I think we received

the three best girls in the world.

They love their Mumsie, well except Jem, but we 

working on that!

3)My children.... Yes they are grown,

31 and 27 but when I look at them, 

as you do if you are fortunate to be blessed with children,

I still see them as my little children,

I have spoken of this so many times but that

feeling just does not go away.

Not long ago, BB said to me, something he has said

many times in the course of his marriage,

"Mom, I am 31 years old!"

"But when I look at you, I don't see that grown up

man, I see the face of the same one you see when looking

at your little girls, the same you will see when they 

says to you, 'Dad I am (fill in blank) years old'

4) New friends, old friendships rekindled bucket lists

HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO YOU AND YOURS

THE BLOCK IS OPENED... BEWARE!

I am a blogger, a writer, but when I get a block, such

as "the accident" until that is down on paper,

on blog,  All other things I want to journal about, life 

events just can't be done until that first one is.

So that one is done and I am full of things and ideas

that have run into that writing.

Many may have heard my words when I tell a portion 

of my life, or I do a motivational speech and I say,

"You will have to read the book"

and the book will be written, it is not just a joke.

I can write, I have journaled almost my entire life

on and off, but constantly since I was 21.

I have over 20 journal completely full.

As I remain contemplating this book 

my daughter, (changing her name from gypsy baby to something else)

(Just don't know what yet)

is also contemplating the writing of a book,

that child is smarter than I think she realizes

and I am just a tad afraid her book will be done before mine.

My next agenda thing on my list is to try and

find an editor to put my stories down

in some type of order that it will be read by others.

Hearing my baby girl talk of her ideas and excitement,

I feel that same excitement once again that

has been stuffed for years out of not knowing how to

organize it. I will get this done.

The hard part, is writing a book of Memiors that will

not hurt anyone by putting the words down to sell.

I know some may be offended, hurt and perhaps

that is what is holding me back but whatever it is,

just like the block from the accident,

this block about book writing has to go.

It is jumbled in my mind, some days, all I can think about.

On December 8th, I have been asked by 

two dear friends from Golden Meadow to be a speaker

at 

LADY OF THE SEA CANCER TREE LIGHTING EVENT.

I am super excited as I have not done a motivational speech.

I always say, give me an audience and a microphone and 

I am there. If ya DTB and not much to do,

meet us at Lady of the Sea waiting room on December 8th!

WHERE HAVE I BEEN?

Those of you who follow me regularly may wonder,

Where is lil?

Well I, and my two bestie's have had major life changing

events and although I have tried to write this blog 

at least a half a dozen times, I just can't seem to put it 

out there, can't seem to put my heart and thoughts into this.

And yet, I know until this blog is written I can't move forward

with my writing or my blog.

Let me give it one more try.

As most know I, and my two bestie's,

Ann and Laurie had been planning our bucket list trip

to Martha's Vineyard. We had not vacationed together 

since our Senior year in high school to Disney.

We have been busy raising children, forming families

yet now we are at a point that it was time to get our 

bucket list worked on.

You can imagine the excitement we all experienced.

Then tragedy hit us on the morning of our trip.

Although I was supposed to drive DTB to ride

with them to airport, I had been suffering with 

bronchitis so I decided to sleep in NOLA and

meet them at the airport. 

If you have seen the movie FINAL DESTINATION

you will know my feelings about not being in the

car that was hit head on with my bestie's in it.

As I packed my car to head to the airport I got 

the worst call anyone every wants to get.

"We won't make it, we have been hit head on,

Oh Lil, its bad"

and she was right, it was so bad, for us, our families

and especially for the family and driver of the other car.

I am not going to go into detail on their injuries because

that is so private. I will only say that both of them 

have long recoveries ahead but we are blessed because

each morning, we are still able to text, talk, visit.

The family of other, not that fortunate.

As they, and I heal and learn to live with the changes 

this accident has made in their lives,

we are thankful, all of us.

I have seen so much good in this world,

from our families, friends and complete strangers.

I have seen some ugly, from doctors, hospitals, as

well as seeing beauty in the same doctors and hospitals.

and yet, the one this that really matters is,

we remain together as the "three besties"

Thanks to all who helped, prayed, cooked,

shared, visited, anything you all have done,

us three appreciate.

It is a weird thing to first, almost loose you very

best friends from second grade, it is weird

to have beat the odds and not have been in that car.

I have prayed and wondered often,

"Why was I not in that car?"

and in Lilly fashion, God has answered me in the 

silence of my prayers,

"Because you are the medical one, you can help

with their recovery, you can help with Laurie's children,

you can help by being an obnoxious big mouth person

to assure they get what they need and understand

in lay terms the big picture the docs explain in ways

many would not understand."

I can't end this blog without mention of the poor unfortunate

Mother of two who lost her life that day.

We could not speak of this for their own privacy 

but again, In Lilly fashion I feel that others need to know,

close to our hearts, although bestie's were not at fault,

the emotional toll of knowing this woman has passed has

not been easy. She was doing nothing wrong, going to work

at a respected job that required her to be up and on the road at 3:15am.

We have asked ourselves alone and together, why this has happened.

The way I can deal with it is my pure belief that 

1) God has a plan for all of us.

2) God takes us when we are at our very best.

I like to believe that on the morning of November 2,

that young woman was at her very best and her 

place was ready for her.

Please continue to pray for my girls, their road will

not be an easy one, but as I said,

they will survive, they will heal.

The way they and their families have handled this

has been such an eye opener for me.

They are truly my hero's!

Love you gals,

Ann and Laurie....

forever and always,

the three Besties!

WE HERE/SAY IT ALL THE TIME...

...Those famous words,

"It's a small world"

and yet, yesterday, I was once again reminded of

just how true that statement is.

Yesterday I left my cottage early to

go to watch my Elise in a play,

her first in her College years

(It and she was awesome, by the way).

The reason I left early is my car

seems to always detour to Breaux Bridge.

Yesterday was not different,

I may have to get that car looked over

the way it pulls over for all antique or yard sales.

I walk into one of my favorite antique stores there

but its been well over a year since visiting.

Two men are sitting behind the counter

"bull shitting" as we call it DTB.

"I be that gal right there is a cajun girl"

"May ya, sha" I say in my best Cajun accent

"Golden Meadow first 4o years of my life."

I begin to look around and one of the men says,

"I used to work with a guy offshore I think from

that area, Ronal Riera."

I am like "WHAT??"

Of all the names, Riera???

Okay, our name is not like Cheramie, Guidry Thibodaux,

its Riera, there are  literally 9 of us in all

of Louisiana and not many more in the US of A.

Ron, myself,  his new wife,Roddie, Kd and the

three grand girls and gypsy baby.

I am shocked and begin to explain that he is

my ex-husband ! Total shock.

This guy not only knows Ronnie but lots about him

Explained to myself and his friend at the counter,

how many times they received letters of recognition

with the company, Island because of Ron's hard work.

I and the man are so surprised by this

and he wants his number, instead I do better,

I call Ronnie and tell him the story and they 

speak to each other for a little while.

Each time I tell the story I am reminded again

what a coincidence this is!

Yep, extremely small world!