Belinda \”Cookie\” Adams~~~ I miss you!

Often I think about my friend cookie who I use to work with  at Arbor Drugs. We use to have soooo much fun in that place. It should have been against the law to come to work, laugh loud, eat anything you want, and get paid for it! Thats just how much fun we use to have.

When I left Arbor cookie was still there. She didnt have to work because her husband had a GOOD JOB!. She just worked for her \”hair and nail money\” They lived in the prettiest house that I\’ve seen in my life!!  Her home was beautiful, and it was 2 mintues from our job. Cookie was in her middle 40\’s. After a while she quit her job because she had gotten ill.

One day I will never forget, she called me and said Lacrease you better come over here and see me. I knew she was sick but I didnt want to see her like that. She kept saying, yall better get over here and see me.

 I never went.

Soon after that my friend Quetta called me from work and told me that  she was listening to the radio when her son who is a Comedian ( The Great Bobo Lamb) was on the radio saying  that his mother had passed away, and that the funeral was going to be TOMORROW.

I was devasted. I was so sick. I cried and cried.

 But I kept hearing God\’s voice telling that he made it possible for me to go to the funeral  by Quetta\’s radio being on at work. I thought about it through all my guilt of not going to see her like she asked me too, and somehow it comfort me.

We all went to the funeral which was soooooooo packed and so sad. She looked so pretty and so peaceful. As she lay there, thats when I realized that God had a sense of humor. I say that because she was so funny and so silly. That if we came from God, then we know that he laughs, he must have a sense of humor. God was really there for me during that time. Because I didnt take it well at all. Cookie and I had some much fun together. She loved the Lord, and went to Church on Sunday\’s always thanking him for what she had been through as she told us stories of her growing up  poor with her kids.

I remember after work one day she said Lacrease lets go to Denny\’s. It was just me and her. We talked laughed and had a good time. I will never forget that night.

She was so pretty, she entered the Anita Baker contest and won first place. We talked about that all the time. On the back of photos she had given me, she always said she loved me. When I was sad and would think about her, God would lead me to small things like that, and I love him for it.

Its been over 6 years since cookie passed away, but I remember her as if she was here yesterday. Her husband remarried ( that hurted a little) riding by the house and cookie\’s truck in not the driveway. Im happy that her husband Jerome has moved on. But you know? Cookie will be in my heart forever.

So if you have someone in one in your life that you need to see, please go and see them. If you are not getting alone with someone you love, you need to go and see them before its too late.  GO SEE THEM! Or you will end up just like me and thats not  good feeling at all.

The Day and Hour Unknown  Matthew 24:36-41

 36\”No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son,[f] but only the Father. 37As it was in the days of Noah, so it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. 38For in the days before the flood, people were eating and drinking, marrying and giving in marriage, up to the day Noah entered the ark; 39and they knew nothing about what would happen until the flood came and took them all away. That is how it will be at the coming of the Son of Man. 40Two men will be in the field; one will be taken and the other left. 41Two women will be grinding with a hand mill; one will be taken and the other left.

Lacrease

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7 thoughts on “Belinda \”Cookie\” Adams~~~ I miss you!

  1. 🙂
    Hey Chikka! I can honestly say THANK G0D! becuz I haven’t had to ‘deal’ with that really! I have been abundantly BLESSED gyrl…He knows I am not strong enuff yet! 🙂 I lost my granpa when I was a teenager and that was SOO hard…we were close and I was blessed with spending summers with him in LA…the only thing was I was too young to KNOW him like I know my family now…I know he is looking over me :)…I understad how you feel, sometimes u want to remember a person the way u REMEMBER them best…no on a bed, NOT looking like themself 🙂 We were NOT meant to see my granpa b4 he passed…we knew like a week ahead we had 2 separate flights out there BOTH having separate reasons y we couldn’t GO…one was a hurricane…lol…I was like Ok Lord, I wouldn’t b able to deal with seeing him like that 🙂

    I AGREE with u sooooo much…and say it all the TIME…Our Heavenly Father is FUNNNYYYYYYYYY…im Funny, i luv being silly and laughing and if WE are in HIS image….ummm he gotta b funnier than Richard Pryor! lol, I said that once an someone was like oooo i don’t know about that! lol like He can’t have a sense of humor and be authoritative at the same time! thats the prob wit people gyrl…they make HIM too unattainable…like He doesn’t UNDERSTAND us…. only if they just GAVE it UP 2 Him they would see he is THE BEST FRIEND any of us could have!!

    Enjoi the memory of ur friend! Love the jokes and moments u shared! the times u worked together! I am SURE she would rather be remembered like that and not sikk and helpless in Bed! 🙂

    I love this babe! I see we will get along WELL!! I prayed for friends in likemindedness! I am VERY spiritual, NOT perfect cuz I have alot of working to do, but HEY who doesn’t, RIGHT? ANOTHER misconception…We are not perfect and CAN NEVER BE!! I am a christian, a forgiven SINNER! NOT ONE WITHOUT SIN!!! NOT A ONE!!!! thats sum deepshyt gyrl! for real! Thank G0D He KNOWS our HEART! 🙂 Thank YOU FATHER!!! for promising to NEVER forsake us!!

    wow!
    Stay Blessed My Sister in CHRIST!!
    ttyl
    ~NYC~

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  2. MAN YOU GOT MY CRYING OVER HERE…..WELL MY GRANDFATHER PASSED AWAY JANUARY 2, 2005…MY GRANDFATHER WAS IN THE HOSPITAL FROM SEPTEMBER 2005 TO THE DAY OF HIS DEATH IN THAT DAY IN JANUARY. MY GRANDFATHER SUFFERED SO BAD BEFORE HE DIED. I NEVER WENT TO THE HOSPITAL TO SEE HIM BECAUSE I JUST COULDN’T BARE THE THOUGHT OF SEEING HIM GO THROUGH ALL THAT PAIN. I FELT SO BAD!!!! I STILL DO THIS DAY.MY GRANDFATHER HAD SERVERAL STROKES BEFORE HE DIED AND HAD TO GET BOTH OF HIS LEGS AMPUTATED WHILE IN THE HOSPITAL. THE MORE MY FAMILY KEPT TELLING ME ABOUT HIS HEALTH AND TO GO AND SEE HIM I JUST COULDN’T BRING MYSELF TO DO IT BECAUSE I KNEW THAT I WOULDA BEEN CRYING AND I DIDN’T WANT HIM TO SEE ME LIKE THAT. I WAS A EMOTIONAL WRECK AT THE FUNERAL. AS SOON AS WE WALKED THROUGH THE FAMILY ENTRANCE TO THE FUNERAL, BEFORE I EVEN GOT TO THE CASKET I BROKE DOWN!!! I FELT SO GUILTY BECAUSE I DIDN’T SAY GOODBYE OR EVEN GET TO TELL HIM THAT I LOVED HIM! I JUST STOOD AT HIS CASKET WITH THE BIGGEST KNOT IN MY THROAT BALLING. MY GRANDFATHER LOOKED PEACEFUL. I JUST PLACED MY HAND ON HIS HAIR AND RUBBED IT AS IF HE WERE STILL HERE. MY GRANDFATHER KNEW I LOVED HIM THOUGH AND I’M SURE HE IS LOOKING DOWN ON ME. SO FOR YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE PLEASE CALL,VISIT OR SOMETHING! YOU DON’T WANNA FEEL THE PAIN I FELT AND STILL FEEL!

    LACREASE YOU WERE INDEED BLESSED TO KNOW YOUR FRIEND. I THINK THE REASON WHY YOUR FRIEND WAS CALLING EVERYONE TO COME AND SEE HER IS BECAUSE SHE PROBABLY KNEW IT WAS HER TIME AND SHE PROBABLY WAS ACCEPTING IT. SHE WAS SIMPLY REACHING OUT TO THOSE WHO SHE LOVED MOST TO SAY HER LAST GOODBYES!!! JUST KNOW THAT SHE IS IN A BETTER PLACE NOW AND HER MEMORIES WILL FOREVER STAND! GOD BLESS AND STAY STRONG

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  3. I didn’t go see my Uncle Charles before he died, but I was always around the corner at my friend’s house. I always told him thank you for teaching me how to bake cakes, cookies and pie. I would tell him that I wasn’t coming to Dallas anytime soon, because I had to work. Oneday while I was around the corner, he died. The last call he made was to me and I haven’t been the same since. Now I make it a point to tell those in my life whether it’s people around me or via internet, I never say, I love you, I just say <>!!! -The Chemist

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  4. Hey Cre,I remember you talking about Cookie one evening…

    I understand what you & a few of the others have experienced. My aunt (whom I called my favorite Aunt) she was my grandmother’s youngest child she was 15- 20 years older than I was but she seemed so much younger than all of my other Aunts and Uncles. So we were close I spent a lot of time with her. I used to baby sit while she went to work but, I would always want to stay over her house. I was that little kid that used to be all up in grown folk mouth (Smile) Her and her friends used to have “Mary Kay parties” and “House Parties” and you know how people don’t send the kids to someone else’s house they just have a babysitter come over and keep the kids out of the way and upstairs… while the grown folk partied. Well, that was me… keeping the kids under control while they kicked it. She was so dang on cool and will tell you the truth about any and everything and it didn’t matter who you were she was cool with everyone but she did not play either.

    She died before I made it home. All I know is I called home and was told she was doing *much* better and I thought ((Whewww That’s Great it was a close call we almost lost her.)) Christmas was that next week and I was thinking well. I’ll see her when I go home next week. Since she’s doing *much better* I honestly believed I would see her that next week. Christmas was on Thursday and we had planned on leaving for Ohio that Tuesday afternoon so we could spend Tuesday evening, Wed. (Christmas Eve) and Thurs. Christmas Day with the family. My fiancé (now husband) and I were flying out Friday morning to get married that Saturday the 27th which is a symbolic date for us. That’s the day he was ran over by a truck 3 years earliar. Two friends had arranged for us to meet and of course we didn’t that night because of the truck incident. But, anyway.

    It has taken me almost 3 years to exhale because of all of that. I was mad at myself because I was thinking about making that extra money working overtime I was already on the overtime list which was hard to get for some. The following week was going to be my last weekend working overtime for a while and I just wanted that Vegas check to be thick. I was trying to get my wedding reception stuff wrapped up so when we returned from Vegas I would not be running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I was thinking I don’t want to miss school and we’re about to have some time off. I was just so busy… I just had sooooo many things going on… and all of that time. (I kept saying to myself she’s doing fine. She’s doing fine. I’ll see her when I get there.) I was not aware of the fact that I was on a roller-coaster that was about to take a deep plundge and all things were going to stop.

    After hearing about her death it seems as if everything just crashed like a precious piece of crystal. Honestly, everything began to crash in my life period. I rather not go into detail but… I am woman enough to admit… all thee above that kept me from going home… did not even matter after January 7th. I did not even get to grieve a full 30 days and I just fell apart. Everything sprialed out of control and I Thank the Lord I finally made it out of that dark area of my life. I know it wasn’t because, I didn’t go see my Aunt I wasn’t feeling guilty about that. I was mad. I was mad because they all said she was o.k. According to everyone else she said she was doing fine. I used to go up to her job and talk to her when I’d come to town and I remember when I went to her job on a visit home and she was so excited to tell me she was in love and getting married. That’s the last time I can remember her very happy and I keep thinking about that. I know she knew I loved her but, I beat myself up about it for a long time. I miss my Diana Ross (My Aunt Jeanette) she had big eyes like Diana Ross, little skinny lips, same complexion, thin as a rail and a few other things.The Back in the day Diana Ross.

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  5. As a matter of fact… I submitted two entries a couple of months ago on my blog about her, a few lyrics to her and a poem someone sent me around that time that made me feel a lot better at the time. I think the title of one of them was “I miss you Aunt Jeanette – My Diana Ross” So… I’m so feeling this entry. At the time I submitted mine, I was in a good mood and smiling thinking about her that day and that may have been the first time I could do that w/o crying.

    I was going to read it at her funeral but, I was thinking… I know I wouldn’t be able to do it. Then I was mad because I didn’t print it and bring it with me to have someone else read it. I did not have patience for anyone I was really shook up. Dang I miss her.

    Whewwwww. Ok talk 2 U lata. (Smile)

    ~ T

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