Monday, November 19, 2007


This afternoon I had a close encounter with a major accident on I-595 heading west bound. I was driving in the left lane about to take the I-75 South Exit when I heard a crash and screeching sounds that were all too close to me. Out of nowhere, I see two cars fused together gliding horizontally across 4 lanes and passing right in front of me by a couple of feet. And when they hit the big grassy median, they were bouncing off each other…they looked like toy cars being mistreated by a two year old boy. The momentum of their speed carried them with me along my side for what seemed like forever. The barricades that prevented them from entering the other side of the highway almost propelled them back to me. During the parallel travels of their cars skidding and careening everywhere and mine by their side, I remember trying to be prepared for the possibility of their cars crashing into me. The only problem was there really wasn't anywhere I could go. Debris started falling on the road…missing my car barely or me running over it. When the two cars finally stopped their pummel demise, I kept on driving. I didn't stop. I was scared. I was too scared to see the damage. And I wouldn't have been any help…I was a wreck myself. I called 911 immediately. My leg started shaking uncontrollably. My mouth kept uttering the words "oh my god." I finally took my exit and pulled over and cried.

It was something that happened so fast, yet it was in slow motion…so much so that I can tell you the passenger in the red car was wearing an orange shirt, she had short curly frizzy hair, her arms were up in the air and her face had a look of terror. I can never forget that look. These images keep flashing in my head. Seriously, I'm not sure how I managed to have been caught in the middle of this scene yet passed right on through unscathed, as if I wasn't even there.

It's moments like these that make you thankful. Ironically, the weekend of thanksgiving is coming up and I was given an opportunity to be even more grateful! Life is not guaranteed to you. Don't take anything or anyone for granted. Let the one's you love know you love them. And be thankful for the gift of another day.

Before I go, let me leave you with this:
During my emotional wreckage, all I could think of was Mathew. I couldn't help but think how horrible it would be for Mathew to grow in this world without his mother by his side. On the positive side, where I'm trying to remain, I am thankful to have been only a witness to this horrible accident. I am thankful for my son, Mathew. And I am thankful for the gift of another day!

And I pray for a miracle that the people in this accident walked away unharmed.

Sunday, November 11, 2007


Good things come to those who wait.

Waiting teaches us valuable lessons, such as patience and appreciation.

It seems we are all waiting for something…whether it is for:

The clock to turn five or the light to change
The phone to ring or the internet page to load
The messiah or for the world to change
Or even the right person to come along

We are all waiting…

Now imagine waiting for this:

You found something magical
Most believe it to be fantasy, fiction, or impossible
You've never experienced it
though you thought you did
You doubted its existence
And now you realize its power
You know it's rare and so divine
You believe in it
You feel it pulsating through your veins
Rushing through your soul
Heightening all your senses
Your impatience is surmounting
You know that once it arrives
It is yours to hold preciously
So you wait for it
slightly impatient
waiting just the same
and in the end
it will be forever

Before I go, let me leave you with this:
While waiting might seem torturous, it makes one appreciate life and value it as worthwhile! Now, if I can only figure out the patience thing...

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Mathew Moments

Okay so it's been a while since I've written a blog. Could be because I'm busting my ass at work and I come home to pass out by 9pm on my couch every night? Could also be that what I have to write about is not blog worthy? Or not meant for public? Could be because I've been spending my spare time on the phone lately? Or it could be because I have blogger's block? Either way, I'll try harder to keep with my blogging. Here are some latest Mathew moments I want to share:

He recently started to give me a kiss by pulling my face in with his hands on my cheek. The first time he did this just simply melted my heart. I had to ask him to do it again, which he did by the way. He will surely be a heartbreaker!

Last night, in his crib, I told him "I love you" he said "I love you too"…awwww…I know how freakin' cute!

When I sneeze, he says "bless you, mama!" and when I fake sneeze, he just fake sneezes back…and laughs hysterically.

He noticed my new pair of earrings and said "ooh-la-la" in this cute French accent…can this kid get any cuter?

When he hugs me, he adds this squeeze that I know comes from deep in his heart.

He no longer naps for me…at least not the official 2 hour naps that give me my own private time. Instead, we occasionally nap together on the couch for about an hour…if I'm lucky!

My latest proudest moment was when I had to take him to a lab to draw some blood. We waited for over an hour. He was such a well-behaved boy…I was surprised and utterly impressed! And to add to that, he didn't even cry when they pricked him with a needle. He sat there watching the lady wiggle the needle in his arm looking for his vein. Damn, my baby is freaking awesome!

The best part of my day, is the last 20 minutes before Mathew goes to sleep…the reading time, the hugs, squeezes, kisses, night nights, and I love yous…best moment of the day!

There are so many more little moments…I cherish them all! I believe life is all in the little moments. And I will definitely continue to share our little moments. One of my favorite little moments is when Mathew and I laugh! We tend to laugh a lot together. I love laughing…especially with Mathew. My favorite sound in the whole world is Mathew laughing!

A day without laughter is a day wasted.

Before I go, let me ask you this:
How come Pluto doesn't speak, but Goofy does?


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