Saturday, June 9, 2012

My Supports

    
     When it comes to my supports, I think of this little jingle…I don’t know what I would do without you! How I would survive, I cannot say, I will ever trust and never doubt you, Lord don’t take your spirit away from me. This speaks the sentiments of my heart.  I love the relationship and support I have with having God in my life.  I have been through some major obstacles in my life, like abuse, bereavement, divorce, and loneliness.  Just imagine existing in a world and not feeling like you can’t relate to anyone. You see and hear people but yet you feel as though you exist alone.  Loneliness is no laughing matter!  I have endured that, but I couldn’t have, without the support I receive from an all knowing ever-present God.  As a youth, I contemplated suicide from the effects of loneliness but somehow I could hear a still small voice saying to me “I am your Father and I am here to comfort you.” I’ve need the presence of God in my life.   
     Secondly, I have an amazing family.  Some related to me through blood and others were just sent to help me through this journey.  My younger brother, Commander Brock A. Miller is a jewel.  He’s a calm talker and thinker and I love that about him.  He oversees our family estate and no one can get anything over on him.  At work, he is so militant and fierce but at home he’s a cut off jean, torn tee-shirt kind of guy.  We need him to keep us in order because I am too persuaded by tears.  Also, my sister in the lord, Ivy has been a great support to me.  I moved to Louisiana after a divorce.  She welcomed me into her home and was a great listener.   She didn’t make judgments or treat me differently because of things I shared with her.  She is that friend who listens more than she speaks.  I need that.
     My twin boys are a great support to me.  As a matter of fact, I will be adopting them this summer.  My older son always has a kind word to share with everyone.  He looks into my eyes and says, “Mommy you are so beautiful and you take good care of us!” Okay, I can’t see anything wrong with that! In his own little way, he supports me.  His twin brother is Autistic and any accomplishment he makes is fantastic.  I was blessed with these boys after I endured some significant losses in my life.  I just existed until they came along. I felt like I needed to be  at my best because they needed me more than I needed to be selfish considering only me.  In that, I mean they were abandoned and needed love.  I was abandoned and needed someone to  love, take care of and support.  We needed each other!  I also need the babysitter, Anita.  She  goes beyond her call of duty with my kids.  She knows that I need to study for school and she volunteers to take the kids additional time so that I can study—no charge.   She is a real support! 
     I need my academic advisor.  Mrs. K. Jones has been a great support to me since I have been in this program.  I wanted to quit because I had difficulty adjusting to this course.  She talked me through it and reminded me of what I initially told her my goal was.  I told her I wanted to complete this degree because it was important that I make a better life for my family. 
     Finally, I need some physical supports.  I have been diagnosed with ADHD and I need medication.  I cannot settle myself down in most instances because I feel as though I have a million thoughts running through my head.  Also, I have type 2 diabetes and need a medication regiment.  I was diagnosed a few years ago and was in shock. Why? Because I felt I was too young to have the disease that all of my family members have.  When I told my aunt, she said, “So why did you think you were exempt?” That was a reality check for me so I just comply to the directions of my physician.  I need my glasses or contacts too because I can’t see elbows length without it.   
In conclusion, I have supports in my life that has made this journey for me less difficult.  I have God for strength comfort and support.  I have my brother and sister who provide support and confidence.  Both of them have earned Master’s Degrees.   I have my sons who provide love and happiness.  I have my counselor who encourages me to continue and do my best.  Lastly, I have medication and visual supports to help me get through the day.  I cannot image living without any of my supports because they have become so apart of me that I would not know how to replace them if they became obsolete.

4 comments:

  1. Yolonda,
    I just read your comment on my post and thought, too, how great to have a sister in Christ on this journey. About the time I was getting ready to start my Master's I read a devotional that just seemed to be speaking to me. I cut it out and hung it over my desk. It is titled 'Stop Doubting Yourself'. I liked this line: 'Often we look at a task and think, "There's no way I can do that." Hold on there; you're looking through the wrong end of the telescope! You're looking at yourself instead of God.' The scripture reference is Eph 6:10.

    Your story is so inspiring, Yolonda. And, how wonderful for those little boys to have you as their mom and to know that you 'chose' them! God knew what you needed and what they needed.

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    1. Suzie,
      Thanks for your encouraging words. I enjoyed your cut out 'Stop Doubting Yourself." I'm going to borrow that because I often deal with doubt and delays. Thanks!

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  2. Suzanne is right! Knowing that there are others walking this journey of school and faith together is a wonderful support! I think I also need the reminder to think about which end of the telescope that I am looking through quite often.

    You are so right! Our faith, family and pharmaceuticals all play a part in our daily functioning. To help prevent diabetes (which I am genetically prone to) and lower by blood pressure, I am starting tomorrow on another quest ... loose the weight! I wish there was a drug to help, but I just need to rely on God's strength for this one!

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    1. Amy,
      I am out of school (work) now and I really want to start to walk. Before I left, my friend challenged me to 8/8/8. That is 8 glasses of water, 8 hours of sleep and 8 miles a week. I'm gonna try it and let you know how it works. Believe it or not, 8 hours of sleep is the hardest for me. (lol) I love to sleep but I don't have time to get 8 hours but I'll try.

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