Sail On My Friend/BLOG

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Hey Family!

I know its been a while since I’ve written anything here. But I lost my MALE BEST FRIEND to a trucking accident. He was a local truck driver. He’s been since I met him over 22 years ago. He loved to drive state to state for 2-3 weeks at a time, but since he started having grand children he wanted to be home more to spend time with them, so he changed his shift to locally.

January 10, 2019, My sister called me. I was taking a nap. I saw that it was her and answered the phone. She asked me if I had seen anything on FB about my BFF Rodney dying in a trucking accident. I sat straight up in bed as my heart started beating fast, I told her No. She told me to get on line, and go to our brother ex wife page. It read RIP Rodney Adams, and I was SHOCKED!!! I was mad at her for posting it, I wanted her to take it down. I was in denial and didn’t want to believe it. I asked her where did she hear that from? She told me from someone she knew. So, I went to his mom’s page, his daughter, sons, BFF, his siblings and NOTHING. No one had said a word. I couldn’t cry because I didn’t believe it. Not MY BEST FRIEND!

As the night went on I was glued to all of their FB pages and finally his sister posted. I was devastated. I knew it was true then. Still I couldn’t cry because I had just spoken with him less than 2 weeks before. We worked different shifts and when we talked over the phone.. WE TALKED!!!!!. He always made me laugh with his stories. I use to call him just so that he could make me laugh.

I can’t believe that I wont see my friend anymore. His BFF Mike for over 45 years was calling him to say that his MOTHER had passed away, just to find out the HE (((Rodney)))  had too on the SAME DAY.

There was a HUMAN WASTE spill on I-75 that was backed up for miles and miles and miles. After “cleaning up” the right lane only ((( they were STILL cleaning up the other lanes))) they had to open it up to release the traffic. Well…. all of the waste along that right lane wasn’t completely gotten up. A trailer truck carrying a camper slid in the right lane on the waste  leaving part of the camper hanging out of the right lane. He got over as much as he could from on coming traffic. Then Rodney comes along driving his truck, SLID in the waste as well and slammed right into the back of the man and his trailer. The driver was okay had a few injuries. The family said the first responders prayed with Rodney as he was pinned to his truck. He was in and out, after the prayer they told the family that he complained of his legs hurting. As soon as the jaws of life pulled him out, he died INSTANTLY.

The days after as it sunk in, I have crying spells daily. Even to this day. I think about him calling me all the time as he drove.

His family put him away beautifully.  I miss my silly friend. He loved people, and LOVED HIS FAMILY. They said that so many times at his service, how he loved his Facetime LIVES, his family, especially his grandkids, family barbecues, Prince and his Superfriends. They are made up about 7-8 friends who went to high school together.

One thing I am grateful for…. his relationship with God. He LOVED GOD. They had the best relationship I can say this myself. I can’t wait to see him again.

Here is a song that his sister and her husband sung at his service. It happens to be one of my favorite songs from a CD I purchased years and years ago.

Rest Rodney. I love you.

Cree

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Life Lesson- Glad I Got A Chance To See Mom Cry/BLOG

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Growing up, I remember so clearly my mother crying many times after hanging up the phone from taking care of business.

My mother was the type to kinda “go with the flow”, when it came to her business over the phone back in the day. If it wasn’t anything immediate she would take what ever they told her, but when it  came to something she needed done now, she didn’t know the right questions to ask, and when she was rejected she’d cry and it would make me so MAD.

Can you imagine how I felt as a child, a person who knew how to express herself, knew what kind of questions I needed to ask in order to get business taking care of and couldn’t help or offend my mother? I hated when she cried. I remember saying, “When I get grown aint nobody gon make me cry”. I think back on this Life Lesson and I’m glad I got a chance to see her cry, because it helped me to learn how to take care of business. It made me strong to where I learned ways to communicate in order to get things done without cursing anyone out. Simply by knowing the right questions to ask.

When I got my first place, I remember thinking, I’m a mother now. I have to make arrangements over the phone, ask the right questions to get my business taken care of. I remember writing down questions I needed to ask before I made my phone calls, and each time they were answered AND UNDERSTOOD by me, I would go on to the next. If I didn’t understand I would ponder that question 3-4 different ways in order to get a true answer. I thought to myself, there is no way in the world that I’m going to hang up this phone and not have made progress. In person….. I’m nothing to toy with. I’m very very friendly and this is why I will not accept anything less than my business being taking care of.

I prefer in person, eye to eye contact. That way a person can understand MY ENERGY, MY PERSISTENCE, MY DIRECTNESS. I never ever ever, ask a person to go beyond the company policy to accommodate me. If you can do it, DO IT. Don’t give me the run a round, because I do ask for names, badge numbers, and phone numbers to your extension just in case I need to ASK MORE QUESTIONS. I’m not a pest, because I don’t want to stay on the subject no more than you do. If I’m speaking with you over the phone and I feel I’m not getting answers… TRUST AND BELIEVE…. I’M ON MY WAY UP THERE TO SEE YOU FACE TO FACE. I will never curse anyone out, and if that person cant/wont help me, then I’ll talk to a supervisor. Even with that, I ONLY talk to people who can get me results. PERIOD.

I watched my mother cry too many times in my childhood days. But I must add, TODAY.. .my Mother DO NOT PLAY. LOL LOL She says she learned from the best. All of her kids (4) are great communicators and baby when I tell you now…. SHE WILL EMBARRASS YOU, because she knows how to get her point across. Sometimes I have to walk away if we’re in a store or place of business LOL LOL . She wont stop until she get her questions ask. Its so funny because she has come along way. I’m proud of her.

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Speak life and pray for the best/BLOG

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I woke up today with a terrible headache. So much was on my mind. But after Church and a nap… I’m good. I went to the movies on Friday, but I stayed in the whole weekend. Glad I did too. Plus I caught up on some much needed rest. Sometimes its good to just relax on the couch, to watch a movie. I never do that. I’m not a TV person at all. This winter I’m going to detach from the computer and just relax on the couch. I have to tell myself its okay. I never talk on the phone, so that’s a PLUS. You’d be surprised that the most I talk on the phone is less than an hour a WEEK. I hate talking on the phone. But I can write your eyes off. LOL I spend a lot of time with my friends, siblings and parents, so in person I gets my talking in. LOL

Tonight I found out one of my kids ((students)) in school is being charged with MURDER. I’m seeing these kids DIE or GOING TO JAIL. Everyday last semester I would find out that he was in trouble and would hem him up in the corner and tell him if he don’t stop being bad, he’s going to end up dead or in jail. This last time, we talked for a good 10 minutes, he didn’t want to hear a word I said, but he listened anyway. Promised that he would be good… but it was something in his eyes that told me different. I loved him because if he could just get that “life” out of him, he could be a good person. He always listened to what I had to say, and he always, always respected me. I can see that day so clear, like it was yesterday. Every time I saw him, I had a urge to get him in the corner and talk some sense into him. Its so hard seeing your kids going out like this, especially when you can see their future either way. So sad. Here is his story…. he’s the one in the middle. We have to KEEP on our kids. Even in passing and seeing teens on the streets…. speak life into their lives.. no matter what you see in their eyes. Speak life and pray for the best. So sad. CLICK ON THE LINK BELOW.

 http://www.wxyz.com/news/13-year-old-murder-suspect-uses-victims-money-to-buy-weed-and-junk-food

Home Invasions…..teens not making it out ALIVE …From the desk of Cree

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Hey,

This will be my rambling blog.

Went to Red Lobster with my Sisters and God Sisters last Friday, then to a bar for Karaoke. I was feeling good that night never knew I was about to catch a cold. I knew as soon as the weather broke this was going to happen. I knew something was wrong because I kept on having sleeping spells. I’ll get real sleepy and have these sudden “gotta lay down NOW” episodes and will have them all day. That next day… I was sick. OH well its not that bad, because I kept an eye on it. When I get like this.. I hate talking, and being around people. I have to get myself together. I think I become mean, and outspoken…. * not good*  Anyway, this guy sung to me.. omg.. I was so embarrassed. I’m shy, and my sisters took photos of me  while they enjoyed the moment.. I wanted to disappear and be home. LOL I can’t take attention. Its enough my personality is bubbly, but that’s controlled ATTENTION… he caught me totally off guard. He sung the whole song to me, spot light was on and everything, after wards he brought us all a beer. So sweet. 🙂

There are a lot of home invasions going on here in Detroit. People are tired of this, they have license to carry a concealed weapon, not only that BUT THEY ARE POPPIN THESE INTRUDERS left and right. These young men are dying in these peoples home. There was a time when break ins were happening, and the intruders were doing the killing or leaving them for dead. More people are on the look out, and when they hear something strange, they’re not waiting to see what’s going on. They’re pulling the trigger on these young goons. I don’t blame them. I hate that these kids don’t know consequences. Some were never taught, and they’re dying right in their victims homes. These parents are going to LEARN. Quit taking up for your bad kids.

Here’s the story. The part that killed me was when the boy’s God mother spoke…

http://www.myfoxdetroit.com/story/25218623/suspected-intruder-killed-by-homeowner-was-15-years-old

Stop being so quick to say ” Cant nobody Judge Me”… people are only trying to help you. Trust me LaCrease won’t be knocking on your door setting appointments for me to talk you out of stupid mess. But I will see you in passing and run some sense in your head….. after that… there is nothing I can do to save you. I’ve had this same talk with plenty of people, and they always come back and say…. “I should have listened to you”.

I hope this serve as a lesson to these young teens…. “Aint NOBODY playing no more”.

Be Blessed

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