Outfit of the Day?

You must think I’ve changed, become a bit flaky or just wondering what am I doing that for? Everyday, posting a photo of herself, her outfit of the day, what the heck is that all about? Yes, I have changed a bit and I promise there is a reason.

You see I always shared photos of the day, photos of the stages of when I get my hair done and motivational messages. Up until November 29, 2017, I used to take them, make faces with them and send them to my best friend, my Mom. She’d text me back telling me if it was a good or bad outfit, laugh, give me her own motivational message or just send faces back to me.

When the world first turned upside down, mom was awake and I’d see her everyday so I did not need to take the photo, it was done in person. When Mom was more sedated, I was focused on what can I do to get her better and praying. During this time I did have to have my hair done and my Big Brother John indulged me when I told him I had to do this photo thing. It was not easy and I was sad and I honestly can’t tell you why I had to do it, but I just had to.

I guess I just think if I continue to take the photo and show them it’s keeping on with what became a fun “tradition” with my mom and keeps her close with me. Just a little while before the world turned, mom and I had discussed at how unsocial and hate filled FaceBook became and I showed her the “other app,” Instagram. Instagram was just filled with photos and not so filled with hate and hurt. I would show mom the photos and what was going on in Instagram, she’d laugh and oooh at all the baby photos.

Several months before I found LuLaRoe and I showed mom the idea and what it was about, all the patterns all the colors. She thought they were very pretty and told me to give it a try. Well, you’ve seen my photos you know I have LOL. It’s taken me from 2 pairs of jeans and 2 khaki, a couple of skirts and only a few tops that were super oversized on me to…………… a full closet of Leggings, Dresses, Different Style Tops, Kimonos and Cardigans, that make me feel happy and fun.

I am sorry and sad that mom can’t see me in person wearing my new outfits of the day. I’m sorry I can’t hear her giggle or give me a thumbs up to tell me she liked it. I know she’s around me but it’s different because I can’t see or hear her. I’m not looking for everyone to respond and go overboard and compliment me, that’s not my style. I just felt like explaining the Outfit of the Day photos and where it’s coming from.

LuLaRoe is more than clothing, it’s a direct sales company and filled with really Great people from around the country. Some of the Amazing folks I’ve found are Jennifer and Shane, Erin and Chris, Donna and Ashley! I’ve also met Tanya and Kelly who are Understanding, Fantastic and Fabulous and So Much More!!

I do sometimes cross my Instagram post over to FaceBook, but, I’m really taking a break from FaceBook. I am keeping up with the groups I’m in and do a quick scroll now and then but ……….. if you want to find me it’s suzie_sweetreds on Instagram.

Holes in the Floor of Heaven

I’ve loved this song since the first time I heard it, the words of the chorus just made sense to me.  I am a sentimental person and I believe in, well, I’ll just say I believe.

I love all different kinds of weather.  There is the obvious reasons we need rain but just maybe there are other reasons for the rain.  If you believe ……….

One day shy of eight years old, my grandma passed away
I was a broken hearted little boy, blowing out that birthday cake
How I cried when the sky let go, with a cold and lonesome rain,
Mamma smiled, said don’t be sad child, grandma’s watching you today

Cause there’s holes in the floor of heaven
And her tears are pouring down,
That’s how you know she’s watching,
Wishing she could be here now,
And sometimes if your lonely,
Just remember she can see,
There’s holes in the floor of heaven,
And she’s watching over you and me,

Seasons come, and seasons go, nothing stays the same
I grew up, fell in love, met a girl who took my name
Year by year, we made a life, in this sleepy little town
I thought we’d grow old together, Lord, I sure do miss her now

But there’s holes in the floor of heaven,
And her tears are pouring down,
That’s how I know she’s watching,
Wishing she could be here now,
And sometimes when I’m lonely,
I remember she can see,
There’s holes in the floor of heaven,
And she’s, watching over you and me,

Well my little girl is twenty three, I walk her down the aisle
It’s a shame her mom can’t be here now, to see her lovely smile
They throw the rice, I catch her eye, as the rain starts coming down
She takes my hand, says daddy don’t be sad,
Cause I know mamma’s watching now

And there’s holes in the floor of heaven,
And her tears are pouring down,
That’s how you know she’s watching,
Wishing she could be here now,
And sometimes when I’m lonely,
I remember she can see,
Yes, there’s holes in the floor of heaven,
And she’s, watching over you and me

Watching over you and me
Watching over you and me

Songwriters: Billy Kirsch / Steve Noel Wariner
Holes in the Floor of Heaven Lyrics © BMG Rights Management US, LLC, Words & Music A Div of Big Deal Music LLC

 

What to say ….

I’ve been trying to get back to blogging, but like everything else ……. life gets in the way.

I’ve had so much to say, so much to give, so much insight, so many corny jokes, and yeah so many clothing photos.

I’ve wanted to rant against all this hate that’s going on in UN-social media

I wanted to change the name of my blog address, I’ve had some witty and fun ideas

 

But,

Life got in the way

My Mommy’s gone

I’m broken, so sad and speechless

 

 

I hope I can move forward, if you’ve talked to me you’ve heard me joke but that’s just me making it look good.  I have so much I want to share and giggle with y’all but I have to find my way ahead.

My posts may be just this for a while, Designs by Suzie aka SweetRed’s….

Don’t Waste Time, I’ve said it long before December began ~ Take The Time, Don’t Miss A Moment, Tell Them You Love Them, Make Them Giggle AND Hug Them, Hold Them Close.  You’ll want all of that back, trust me on this if nothing else.

Mom & Me