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CANDID CHICANA’S Cognitive Word Reflection # 1.

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Many people have a fascination with words. I am one of these people. I love to read anything. From books 📚 and magazines to articles and newspapers📰. I especially love to read quotes and famous speeches given by prominent people. I love to read short stories, poetry, and lyrics and social media content too. And one of my new favorite literature genres to read are blogs. Literature is my language.
Words are so powerful. They have endless capabilities. When I was just a girl I loved vocabulary words and rejoiced at discovering unknown words. Gleefully, I would pull out my dictionary and read the different definitions for the word because it was fun.

I seem to always read something so great that I want to share it. Although nobody has time for anything anymore. So if you are reading this blog, I LOVE YOU! And I hope you too will enjoy some of the cognitive word reflections I will be sharing with you this year.

These cognitive word reflections will mainly be based on any one of these literature types: maxims, lists of information, quotes, sayings, poems, excerpts or any inspiring written words. I’ll also definitely be including some dichos and frases!(Mexican sayings and phrases)

So here goes the first one.

Some people are willing to work, only if they can start at the top and work up.

Candid Chicana‘s Cognitive Word Reflection:

I have been reading a lot about successful people and how they became famous. One thing that they all have in common is that they had critics and doubters. But they started at the bottom and they worked their butts off to get to the top.

You have to be willing to start wherever you are at. Then you need to have endurance if you want to make in in the long haul. You can’t be easily offended. Let the critics critize because that’s their job. You just keep showing up and doing your part. You have to keep going when you fail. You have to keep trying and never give up. That is the only way your dream will survive.

Maybe your dream is to own and operate a dance studio…you have to believe in yourself…you can do it! Or perhaps you have always wanted to go to school or even vocational studies. Have you been dreaming of that school where they teach you how to do airbrush painting on automobiles?

Go for it! Don’t wait anymore. Don’t put it off any longer. Don’t say maybe someday. As cliche as this sounds; “You Only Live Once”, and “Life Is Short”. Trust me I know. I put my dreams of writing on the backburner because life circumstances were kicking my @$$!

This weekend I drove to my hometown to deliver some belated Christmas gifts to my family. It’s about a 6 or 7 hour drive. On my way there I fell asleep at the wheel and hit a semi. This could have been fatal. Thank God it wasn’t. By HIS grace, me and my family survived without any injuries. But this was another life lesson learned for me. The lesson that another day isn’t promised. So don’t waste it!

Whatever you enjoy doing will probably direct you to your passion or calling. Listen to those dreams. I hope that all of your dreams, goals, and aspirations are realized.

Now goodnight fellow readers and friends. I need to deplete the deprivation and go to zzzzzzzz. I read an article tonight on Forbes, about the harmful effects of not getting enough sleep. I’ll post the link on this blog below. It was a really good read. And since I almost died because I fell asleep at the wheel …I get the message! I’m hitting the hay!

Credits and Works Cited:

Click link below to read the forbes article I refer.

http://www.forbes.com/forbes/welcome/?toURL=http://www.forbes.com/sites/ashleystahl/2017/01/23/7-things-you-need-to-know-about-sleep-and-how-it-can-affect-your-career/&refURL=http://lnkd.in/&referrer=http://lnkd.in/

Bitmiji Photos: Bitmoji App

Quote Inspiration: Anthony, Robert Dr., Think Big (A Think Collection), Berkley, Aug 1999

Reminiscing

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Hi friends!

I hope after you see my high school memory, you will be inspired to share yours with me too. So feel free to send me one of your high school pics along with a current pic. Have you changed much? I have.

Here is a high school pic of me in an old yearbook. This was probably my senior year. It was a college info day. I was at the Marine’s recruiting table😂😂😂. Interestingly enough, I did not join the Marine’s.

Photo: Plainview High School Yearbook

However, Petty Officer Trent Miller, a U.S. Armed Forces Recruiter, did a swell job of convincing me to join the United States Navy. Hoorah!

I desperately wanted to be a (JO) in the Navy. In civilian terms that’s a journalist. But that ASVAB exam kicked my butt. It was seriously the most challenging exam I ever took. And I took many, including: the PSAT, the SAT, and the ACT. The ASVAB by far, gave me the most massive migraine imaginable.

My scores didn’t rank high enough for me to choose (JO) which was soul crushing, because I could imagine myself being a reporter in the Navy and working for the The Flagship or the Navy Times, two military newspaper publications. But seriously the exam tested things I was absolutely ignorant about such as; Electronic Information, Automotive and Shop Information, Mechanical Comprehension, and Assembling Objects.

I did the next best thing I could do, I became a culinary specialist in the Navy and earned my $30,000 Navy College Fund.🎓 I have a picture somewhere. I was holding a giant jumbo check like a lotto winner photo. 😂😂😂. I’ll have to look for it and post it at a later time.

So, after I graduated from Plainview High School, in Plainview Texas in May of 2000, I went to bootcamp in Great Lakes, Illinois.

After my graduation from bootcamp, I went to Culinary A School, in San Antonio, Texas at Lackland Airforce Base.

Following Culinary A School, I received orders to the fleet in Norfolk, Virginia. I survived 4 years in the USN from June 11,2000 to June 11,2004 of active duty. I participated in sea trials and was an original plankowner on the USS IWO JIMA (LHD-7), an amphibeous assault ship that carries approximately 3,000+ Marines and Sailors aboard this little “floating city.”

I got married, thus our marital status changed to dual military. And my orders were changed to shore duty. And I worked the other end of my occupation which was hotel management. Although military jargon describes these facilities as, barracks (not hotels). These barracks are typically for active duty stationed personnel. Mostly shore duty personnel.

Soon after I became pregnant with my first daughter in 2000 ( I was 19 years of age). I delivered her at Portsmouth Naval Hospital. Virginia.

I got married. (That was my first marriage).

I got pregnant again later with my second daughter (I was 21). Once again I delivered my baby girl at Portsmouth Naval Hospital.

Unfortunately for me, my first husband (now ex) divorced me, and abandoned his two daughters. ☮of💩!(My daughter’s gave me permission to put that, sorry, not sorry!)

Then at age 22 I received an honorable discharge. Afterwards, I went back to my hometown as a sorrowful and brokenhearted divorced mother, of two little princesses. I tried to put the pieces of my life together again.

They are the most amazing little girls in the world, so it wasn’t too hard to be happy.

It has been a bumpy ride, but we’re still going.

Here is me now!💋 See pic below. Life has been rough for me. Pero like mi papi taught me; sigo adelante!

Post your pics below in the comments or share them on my Facebook page with the #Reminiscing.

Contact me at either of these emails:

dstatam63@bethelu.edu

candidchicana@gmail.com

Aspiring Artists, Daring to Dream & Creating Compelling Content

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I bought two 📚 books by New York Times Best-Selling Author John. C. Maxwell at the Thrift Store where I am currently employed as a Cashier/Shift Manager.

They are titled: The 21 Irrefutable Laws of Leadership, and Put Your Dreams To The Test: 10 Questions to Help You See It and Seize It.

I can not wait to delve into them. But I am so excited about a little excerpt from the dreams book. I’m a firm believer in sharing things that I find valuable. And so I want to share this excerpt with all of you.

But before I share that excerpt, let me just say that I am a novice blogger, a writer. I’m sorta learning as I go. Winging it! I am trying to “build a new identity” as the writer that I believe I am!(Scott, Steve)

And so obviously my goal is to perfect my own art of crafting compelling content. I‘m a writer. I worry more about my content than my grammar because I want what I create, to reproduce seeds of knowledge. It is summed up well with a quote I saw on a Facebook meme yesterday. It read,

“Write what should not be forgotten.”

-Isabel Allende

(Meme Photo Source Credit: The Writer’s Circle)

My self fulfilling prophecy is to become a Master Storyteller. I am ready to put in the hours, sweat, blood, or tears necessary to achieve this.

I heard Mark Cuban talking on an interview video this morning and he said something that registered with me.He was referring to content on real time social media. He said that on this new media landscape, critics have the platform to say, “oh he is an idiot” or, “she knows her stuff” or in my case,”her writing is mediocre” or, “she’s only a cashier, she doesn’t know anything”.

But guess what? If it gets them talking…then I’m doing something right. I know everyone won’t like everything I write everytime. But hey…I’m showing up. I’m working on it everyday. Why? Because this is my dream. And I will NOT let anyone’s opinion or criticism kill MY DREAM of being a W R I T E R!

Here is the excerpt from the book:

SOME PEOPLE HAVE BEEN DISCOURAGED FROM DREAMING BY OTHERS

Many people have had their dreams knocked right out of them! The world is filled with dream crushers and idea killers. Some people who aren’t pursuing any dreams of their own don’t like to see others pursuing theirs. Other people’s success makes them feel inadequate or insecure.

Business professors Gary Hamel and C.K. Prahalad wrote about an expirament conducted with a group of monkeys. Four monkeys were placed in a room that had a tall pole in the center. Suspended from the top of that pole was a bunch of bananas. One of the hungry monkeys started climbing the pole to get something to eat, but just as he reached out to grab a banana, he was doused with a torrent of cold water. Squeling, he scampered down the pole and abandoned his attempt to feed himself. Each monkey made a similar attempt, and each one was drenched with cold water. After making several attempts, they finally gave up.

The researchers removed one of the monkeys from the room and replaced him with a new monkey. As the newcomer began to climb the pole, the other three grabbed him and pulled him down to the ground. After trying to climb the pole several times and being dragged down by others, he finally gave up and never attempted to climb the pole again.

The researchers replaced the original monkeys, one by one, with new ones, and each time a new monkey was brought in, he would be dragged down by the others before he could reach the bananas. In time, only monkeys who had never received a cold shower were in the room, but none of them would climb the pole. They prevented one another from climbing, but none of them knew why.

Perhaps others have dragged you down in life. They’ve discouraged you from dreaming. Maybe they resented the fact that you wanted to move up or do something significant with your life. Or maybe they were trying to protect you from pain or disappointment. Either way, if you’ve been discouraged from dreaming, take heart. It’s never too late to start dreaming and pursuing your dreams.

-John C. Maxwell

I find it so insightful. Don’t let other people’s judgement and opinions stop you from going after your dreams just because they did. These monkeys got to the point where none of them even knew why they couldn’t go after the bananas. 🍌 They just deterred everyone else from going for them.

MY DREAM is to become a Master Storyteller, a Writer. And if it takes me my entire lifetime…I will persevere! I will create compelling content. I will be a Master Storyteller. And I hope I have inspired you to go after your dreams.

“Dreams come a size too big so that we can grow into them .”

-Josie Bisset

Don’t forget to leave your thoughts and comments below.

Works Cited

Cuban Mark: Only Morons Start A Business on A Loan . YouTube Video

Maxwell, C. John, Put Your Dream To The Test 10 Questions to Help You See It and Seize It

Meme Photo Source Credit: The Writer‘s Circle

Scott Steve, How to Form a New Habit (in 8 easy steps). Slide Share

Grito Mexicano

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One of my favorite things to do is listen to rancheras y mariachi music y corridos y tu sabes…….todas las mas chingonas canciones Mexicana‘s.

It also brings back memories of my childhood when mi mamai escuchaba her favoritos grupos. I remember Los Temerarios, La Mafia, Vicente Fernandez, Yolanda Del Rio, y muchos mas, would be playing on any given morning.

Oh……and the smell of Pinesol! If the musica came on, that meant it was time to stop being a huevona and help mami clean the house.

Music is like a time machine…that only teleports you back to yesteryears. How I wish I could go back to when mi papi was alive. I really would love to see him happy again. And listening to his favorite corridos mas padres!

Some of you know what a Mexican grito is, but many of you may not know. Well I’m not really sure of a technical definition of it but I’ll try to explain it.

A grito is a “yell”,”scream”, or a “shout”that has to be belted out at the perfect time during a song that’s really captivating your entire soul and being.

It’s like the song has hypnotized you and you can feel multiple emotions throughout the song. Like feeling sadness, grief, aching, longing, longsuffering, pain, joy, happiness, valiant, strong, in love yet heartbroken, and more, all during the song.

The song is so powerful that it transcends the person listening and or singing. And I personally think it’s something every Mexican can do and that it was a gift given to us by our ancestors. No te creas! I don’t know…maybe I should go out and do a poll just to test my theory. But really, it’s not so hard, even los kids can do it.

I still listen to rancheras in the car with my own children. And I try to translate as much of the song as I can to my children.

I tell them about practicing their “gritos“, because this is tradition you know. And they must know, that the timing and execution of the grito is critical.

If you have never heard a grito you can search YouTube for some fun videos so you can witness the power of the grito.

So turn the musica on amigos y amigas. Let‘s pass down this valueable information to our hijas y hijos.

Chasing Childhood Dreams

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In my previous blog I posted about my childhood dream of becoming a published author of childrens books. I can honestly say that it’s scary as heck putting myself out there.

What if they hate me? What if they hate what I write, or how I write? What if I make a big fool of myself? What if I am not good enough? Or what if I don’t have what “it” takes?

All of those debilitating questions formerly ruminated in my mind and hindered me from taking action.

When I think back on my life though, I wonder, what happened to me? What happened to that invincible spirit that I was once endowed with?

Where is that girl who (at only 17 years old) seized every opportunity with so much eagerness? That girl that was so ready to conquer the world?

That girl that was a pioneer and not a settler. She was a risk taker not a hesitator. She was neither a leader, nor a follower. Naturally, she was a loner (Something that I used to be embarrassed by, but now embrace as a super power).

Somewhere along this life journey I lost her self-reliant spirit.

Day by day I am striving to regain that spirit once again. Deliberately living my life by my own design, and without second guessing myself. Making decisions that I finally feel are in sync with my future destiny.

I don’t have it all figured out, but I am glad that I rediscovered my childhood dream again. The one that has always felt right. The one that was always there but needed to be revived.

The day before yesterday I came across an old home video of my youngest daughter 💃 dancing from a few years ago.

I can recall that day I recorded her vividly in my mind. I remember begging her,

“Mija will you dance for me, like you used to do when you were just a little baby girl?”

I reminded her of how she used to prance around and dance beautifully. She only agreed, to appease me of course. But still, it is one of my favorite home videos. Because watching your baby girls grow up is priceless.

She had zero dance instruction. It was all her own childhood spirit.

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=822552324437934&id=100000495233274

The night I recorded that video of my daughter, I cried myself to sleep after I prayed and talked to God.

I said in my prayer to God…something like”God it’s me. I am so blessed to be the mommy of these two beautiful little girls. But how can it be that you made one of my little girls a dancer, when I can not afford for her to get any type of 💃 instruction? Or provide either of them any form of enrichment programs?”

“God you know that I want to give these little girls the world. But I don’t have money to pay for her to take dance classes or the other one to take 🎹 piano lessons. This is a dream that can be expensive for any mother much less a divorcee single mother,(Which I was at that time) So God, I am asking YOU. If YOU made her to be a dancer, then I trust that YOU will open some doors for her. God YOU are father of the fatherless. So I leave this dream of hers in YOUR hands”

I literally gave it to God and went to sleep.

I completely forgot about that prayer as a couple of weeks had passed. But then one day I found some information online about a ministry that was led by Mrs. Kaitlin–O‘Connell Owens at Wonderfully Made Ballet Studio. I sent a quick question to her via e-mail.

Then one day I received an e-mail response from her. She said she was trained in classical ballet. She told me how this ministry was established for any person who had a desire to dance, to be able to have that opportunity. She told me about how this was a donation based studio and anyone could come and learn and pay what they could in the form of a donation.

It was GOD who opened a door for my babygirl to have an opportunity to dance. She was able to attend a couple of semesters.

I am eternally grateful to the school and Wonderfully Made Ballet Studio and Mrs. Kaitlin for being a part of God’s awnser to this mothers prayer.

Now I have not been able to take her to anymore classes since I started working again. Nor do I know if my daughter will ever get a chance to do it again.

But I have a suspicion that her spirit is that of a dancer. And that one way or another she will always gravitate back to her childhood dreams(Only God and Time will tell.)

Yesterday was also the 15th Birthday of my oldest daughter. It’s particularly important in my Mexican culture, because it is a coming of age type celebration. Where she has earned her rite of passage into womanhood. Typically the family has a church ceremony and fiesta celebration afterwards called a quinceanera.

So in reference to childhood dreams, I lament that she will no longer be my little 👧girl, rather she is my little woman now. She will embark on her own journey of self-discovery.

As you can guess my life is busy and full. I have to carve out time to become the me that I’m trying to be, and simultaneously be a working mother who supports my childrens dreams. I feel sleep deprived lately, yet determined to push forward.

My prayer is that all of you may find your chilhood dream. Whatever it is that you are most passionate about. That you would pursue it. And may it come true for you, and for me, and for all of us who are diligently working on our dreams.

Becoming Me

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At 24 years old I applied to the Institute of Children’s Literature. It has always been a dream of mine to publish a children’s book.

I had to send in a written essay. They read over the essays and select some applicants.

Well, I was so happy when I received my letter of acceptance saying that my essay impressed them.

Regrettably, I quit after my first assignment. I’m now 34 years old. Ten years have passed and I have started many projects and either quit them or failed them.

I hate revealing that about myself really. But I’m a pretty great “failure”. Or I should say I’m excellent at creating ideas and starting them, but I’m horrible at seeing them through.

At one point a family member told me to my face that she didn’t want to be “pathetic” like me. Effing OUCH!

Not that I expect everyone to want to emulate me anyway, but it still hurt.

It’s like, wait what? I didn’t think my life was so bad. I may not be where I thought I would be by now, but my life’s not that bad.

Booker T. Washington once said,

“Success is to be measured not so much by the position that one has reached in life as by the obstacles which he has overcome while trying to succeed.”

My dreams of being a writer would still be just a dream, had I not lost my dad in 2016. His death has shaken me to the core.

I have a new problem now. I feel like I can’t WASTE any time. And especially not another decade.

Obviously there were detours in my life, but how did I get so complacent and stagnant with my ambitions?

So here I am. It’s now the year 2017. Everyone is making resolutions. I don’t even begin to know what resolutions to make in my life….because I never complete them.

So if I make a few and accomplish any, I will consider it a success.

Deanna’s 2017 New Year’s Resolutions

  • Write 1 blog per week at minimum for my blog CANDID CHICANA.
  • Write my children’s books.
  • Revisit some of my incomplete projects that I still can’t let go of and finish or complete them.
  • Put down my cell phone in the company of friends(a new personal conviction of mine.
  • Play with my children, read to my children, and love every second I have with them.
  • Inspire and influence others in a positive way.

I can’t fret over my past, nor will I be discouraged by it. Instead, I will use all of it to mold me into a better me.

Do you have dreams that are hidden and long forgotten? Maybe it’s time for you to revisit those dreams….and go after them. After all, it will take action.

God bless you all this year! May 2017 be your year of prosperity!🎉🎊

A Single Lovely Action

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“All the beautiful sentiments in the world weigh less than a single lovely action.”

-James Russell

Several months ago God put someone and something on my heart. I felt that HE wanted me to help a single mother who was struggling.

Being that I could truly empathize with her scenario all too well, I felt like I could do something to help her. Even if it would only be on a miniscule scale.

So I decided to “adopt a family”(this single mother and her 4 children) for Christmas. I gave myself several months to prepare…because as much as I love philanthropy, I’m no Oprah Winfrey with a billionaire status, who has unlimited funds to give extravagantly.

All I saw, was a single mom hurting, and I could relate to the hurt (because everything she said was me- and my life at one point in time.) Therefore, I felt a call to minister with a “lovely action.”

Before I knew it, another kind soul wanted to be a part of this kind deed. Then another, and then again, another. Suddenly there was 4 of us who had officially adopted this single mother and her 4 children for Christmas.

After several months of collaborative efforts on our part, we were able to abundantly bless this family.

With the help of these 3 ladies I was able to do more together, than anything I could have ever imagined doing on my own. Thank you Marsha Haywood, Marcene Weatherall, and Vanessa Hill, for your substantial and generous contributions.

Initially, I hadn’t planned on blogging about our kind gesture. I thought of this many months ago before I even started my blog. Although, I have since changed my mind and decided to share about it because it really was intrinsically rewarding and the four of us were glad to do it.

And if it encourages others to go out and participate in their own random acts of kindness and “lovely actions”…then it has caused a chain reaction of good deeds. Why wouldn’t I want to share my good and positive energy with the world?

One thing I hope to accomplish with my blog is to positively influence people, and to highlight the beauty of human nature. We see enough of the cruelty and callousness in human nature, and I don’t really have a vision for those topics and that direction right now.

So, may the words on this page cause a ripple effect in all who read, and inspire them to go out and find a single lovely action to perform this new year. Don’t forget to come back and share them with me.

Remember that all of your single lovely actions are more valuable than all of your well intended sentiments.

I know I have felt conviction myself behind this. Many times I have said to a fellow friend, “I’ll pray for you.” When it is just more effective and meaningful to the person if we just pray with them.

I’ll be honest, for me, it’s a fear that my prayer won’t sound right, or be eloquently expressed. Maybe 50% of the time I have the courage to actually pray with them. So, I know I have some growing to do in that area. But for now I will keep moving forward.

Please remember to leave a comment. What great ideas can you think of that might be considered a “single lovely action?”

Topic & Title Inspired by James Russell quote

Photo credits: Deanna G.M.Childs

Hearts for the Homeless, Coats for the Holidays

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Three years ago my little family became homeless for a short period of time. I had never been in that situation before. We went from staying at a motel to living with friends to living out of our vehicle.

It’s a pretty difficult circumstance to endure. And very stressful. You don’t eat well. You don’t sleep well. After days of no acess to a shower, let’s just be blunt about it you undoubtedly stink! You feel fear, uncertainty, and helplessness. When basic needs aren’t met the psychological state of a person is affected.

Not to mention we had three children at the time and it was especially cold on those October nights. We slept in our vehicle…this was one of our most trying hardships as a family. Thank God we had a vehicle to sleep in at the very least. Most homeless live out on the streets.

It can happen to anyone; veterans, single men and women, families, the employed, the unemployed,and virtually anyone.

Getting accepted into a shelter is challenging if not near impossible. In these bigger cities, where we have a higher population of homeless people, they occupy the shelters quickly. They stay full and rarely have space available.

It’s quickly discouraging because you realize they don’t have any room to help everyone. And they don’t have room to help you.

In Fort Worth, Texas you can go down Lancaster street and see the homeless men, women, and even children huddled in blankets together trying to keep warm.

The time I was homeless I tried to get my little family into a shelter but they said they were full. The only thing I could do was to be put on a waiting list.

Eventually I got a call from the shelter, but the call was literally 6 months after the fact and a whole new season later. By then we had an apartment again.

I just love to hear stories about people and organizations that go out and help our homeless community. I love those who have a heart for the homeless.

That’s why today I want to give a special shoutout to a business who went above and beyond. They went out and made an impact on the homeless community here in Fort Worth, Texas.

Cranium Barber Shop, and their team along, with friends and family,(approximately 12 to 15 volunteers) held their third annual coat drive on Sunday December 18,2016. They were able to distribute many coats/jackets to the homeless.

It is so beautiful to see love in action. Check out this candid photo of my work colleage and mentor, Marsha Haywood volunteering at this year’s annual coat drive. Marsha said,”I love helping people and wish I could do it more than once a year.” She said she was “amazed and encouraged by these less fortunate, who despite their struggles were very happy and in good spirits.”

The Holy Bible says

“…for I was hungry and you gave Me food, I was thirsty and you gave Me drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you visited me. I was in prison and you came to me.” ( Matthew 25:35)

And….

“…Assuredly, I say to you, inasmuch as you did it to one of the least of these My brethren, you did it to Me.”(Matthew 25:40)

That means that when we help somebody in need, in essence it is the same as if we were helping God.

Thank you to Cranium Barber Shop for caring about the least of these in Fort Worth. We salute you! For showing us how you represent your organization. How you go out and support the homeless community with your benevolent annual charity event.

Allow me to leave you with my parting thoughts.

Don’t forget to remember the least of these. They are normal people just like you and I. They shouldn’t be forgotten. So I encourage everyone especially any readers or followers of my blog to go out and help out at least one homeless person this holiday season.

Come back and share your photos with me. I would love see your candid photos and to hear about what you did to contribute to ths homeless community.

You just don’t know how happy they must feel when they realize that we see them. We hear them. We want to bless them, pray for them, and believe with them in a better tomorrow. Help them in practical ways. Buy them a meal. Bring them a toiletries backpack. Or give them a warm coat.

Let’s show Cranium Barber Shop some love by liking their organizations Facebook page and leaving some encouragement and positive feedback.

Find them on social media at:

Cranium Barber Shop on Facebook

Like, Save, and Follow, to show your support.

Photo Credits: Cranium Barber Shop, Marsha Haywood

Published with permission by Marsha Haywood