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It is truly my pleasure and joy to be able to Video blog this book each week and present it to you! I hope that you are following along and either listening or reading! We are picking up this week in Chapter 4 Daddy’s Little Girl!
Chapter 4
“Daddy’s Little Girl!”
Although Amelia could have gone to the finest schools, she like her Daddy had very simple dreams. She traveled once she was out of college all around the world secretly hoping that she would find someone like her Daddy. She prayed to meet someone who would sweep her away in a romantic lifelong love affair so that she could have what she witnessed in her parent’s lives. While travelling, Amelia never found love. However, once her feet hit United States soil, she was bowled over by a handsome stranger who literally knocked her off of her feet and right onto her bottom side at the Airport. When she finally was able to catch her breath, she looked right into those apologetic eyes which were pleasantly inset in the most handsome face that Amelia had ever seen. As the stranger extended his hand to help her to her feet, she noticed how tall and muscular he was. Although embarrassed because she was knocked right on her butt, Amelia was pleasantly surprised that the person who slammed into her was very gentle as he tenderly picked her up. Amelia’s heart pumped wildly and her cheeks became flushed as she gazed into his eyes. She knew from that very moment that she had found the love of her life. His named was Robert Arron Steele. The couple immediately fell into a whirlwind romance and soon they were married.
The newlywed couple bought a wonderful house where they settled down right across the street from Amelia’s parent’s home. Amelia was contented to be a doting mother of two boys and a loving housewife. When her boys went off to school, she would help her Daddy in his hardware store. Eventually she and Robert went in partners with Henry. It was what made Amelia perfectly happy. This was the life that she chose, which was the most satisfying choice Amelia could have ever made.
“I know who you are dear, come here and let me hug you! Did you bring the youngsters? Have you already seen your mother?” Henry asked with more excitement than Amelia had seen from him in a long time. “Do you know what has been happening to me, Amelia?” Henry asked impatiently. “I’ve been remembering things that I’ve not been able to remember for a long time!” Henry said with a smile upon his face.
“That’s wonderful Daddy!” Amelia replied. “Tell me some of what you can remember.”
“Well let’s see.” Henry began. “I remembered when I first met your dear sweet Momma. She had little pigtails and I fell in love with her at first glance. I had never seen such golden hair in all my life. But of course I don’t think she felt the same way about me. Nah, I’m sure she didn’t feel that way about me. I had to woo her with a swing that my Daddy put up in an old Oak tree in our side yard. That old Oak tree was my dearest friend. Did I ever tell you about me and that old Oak tree daughter?”
“Yes Daddy, do you not remember that I grew up with that same old Oak tree? I swung in that same old swing and you pushed me many times. Do you remember how you used to wind that swing around and around and then let it go? I had so much fun! I would become so dizzy that I thought I would throw up. I giggled and giggled though. Yes Daddy, I remember a lot of things that you told me that happened to you because of that old Oak tree. I also remember a lot of things happening there with us Daddy. Do you know that that old tree is still standing? She is waiting for you to come and visit her!”
“Daughter, when my time comes to leave this old earth, I want to be buried underneath those outstretched limbs that I remember so fondly. I want to be buried right beside my Dear Sweet Momma. Do you understand me Amelia? I want you to know also that as I remember bits and pieces of my life that I’ve been trying to write them down. I know that it might sound crazy, but hey, I’ve been known to be a little crazy. It’s ironic that I have what the doc calls “Amnesia that is making me even crazier huh. I guess the bright spot is that I don’t remember that I’m crazy most of the time” Henry said as he laughed out loud.
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It’s been a while since I’ve posted my DIY recipes, but I wanted to share one of the simplest recipes I’ve concocted to make healthier “sweet” treats for my family!
I must admit that this Mama sometimes has a sweet tooth and unfortunately, I haven’t always made great choices in what I chose to eat! I love sweets such as cookies, cakes, and yummy cobblers which were always full of sugars!
But…..now I have found a healthier way of “baking my favorites.. and eating them too!” without going overboard of course!
With the ingredients below, I can make cookies that are gluten-free and “sweetened” with 100% real maple syrup which I have found when used in moderation actually has some pretty amazing health benefits!
When maple syrupis used in appropriate amounts it has nutrition benefits such as important antioxidants and minerals like zinc and manganese. Its benefits can also include the ability to lower inflammation and better manage blood sugar.
Melt Coconut oil and add to the dry ingredients along with the vanilla extract and the maple syrup.
Mix well, the dough will be pretty thick.
Drop cookies onto a greased cookie sheet and bake for 10-12 minutes depending on out crisp you like them.
Variations: This cookie is much like a basic sugar cookie, you can add a variety of different ingredients to make different kinds of cookies, such as peanut butter, chocolate or cocoa, almond extract, walnuts, pecans, coconut flakes etc…the list can go on and on….
I hope that you will enjoy this recipe and that your “concoctions” will be some of your favorite kinds of cookies by simply throwing in what you like or what your family likes! I would love to hear from you!
P.S. Look for my next DIY Mama post as I will be posting a few more yummy concoctions using this basic cookie recipe! Until next time have fun concocting!
Hello Again Friends! I love considering all of you that take the time to listen or read my blogs as friends because I appreciate that you take your time each week to visit my site or to “tune in” to my videos!
Friends give of their time generously and I hope that I am giving you something special as well as I spend time doing these video blogs each week! It is my hope that you are enjoying the story of If Oak Trees Could Talk! I hope that you have pulled up a comfy chair and have you a coffee or tea in hand as we once again read If Oak Trees Could Talk!
Today we will pick up and read the rest of Chapter 3 Henry’s Homework and begin in Chapter 4 Daddy’s Little Girl.
Now Henry was never what one would call religious, however when you are in such darkness as Henry had been in, he realized that he needed help outside of himself to come out of the darkness. He never questioned if there was a God, for his mother shared God with him at a very early age. He always thought it strange that of all the memories that were lost to him that the ones his Momma shared with him about God had never left either. And then there was his sweet Helen who was a strong believer in God and always told Henry that only God could help him now. He never questioned God as to why he was in the darkness for he knew he had not lived a perfect life, however he did finally come to God and realize that God was the light in the darkness. He never blamed God for what had happened to him. Instead as Henry began to talk with God, he came to know Him and knew that God was with him. When the memories of the old Oak tree started coming together to make sense, Henry somehow knew that God was using his old friend to bring back what he had lost over the past few months. The fact that God was using a tree to help Henry might have seemed strange again to other people, but not to Henry. After all, Henry reasoned, if God used a tree to save the whole world, then why couldn’t he use another tree to help save him?
Henry found himself frantically writing down the memories as they came, but his stiff hands were cramping under the pressure that he demanded of them. Laboring, Henry had several full pages that he had accomplished. They held precious memories that Henry refused to lose again. He determined to read them over and over until they were permanently fixed and in the right time and place in his life. It was as though he was learning a new language. He spoke out the words aloud so that he could hear his own voice speak them. Finally, when Henry felt confident that he had them in place, he opened a drawer in a small bedside table and placed his treasures inside.
Chapter 4
Daddy’s Little Girl!
“Mr. Tyler, your daughter is here to see you. Are you awake, Mr. Tyler?” Nurse Wanda called to Henry as she raised his window shades to let the warm sunny rays shine into his room. “Come on Sleepyhead, time to rise and shine!” The nurse continued.
“Hello Daddy, it’s me, Amelia. Do you know who I am today?” Amelia questioned cautiously.
Amelia remembered the last time she had visited her dad. He became so disoriented that she had to leave because she couldn’t stand to see him in such a state. Henry thought that she was her mother, Helen, which he often thought. When Amelia could not answer a question that Henry asked her about when he and her mother had met, Henry became silent and either refused to talk or couldn’t talk with her any longer. Amelia was heartbroken to see her Daddy in such a state.
Amelia was Henry and Helen’s only child. She indeed favored her mother. She was breathtakingly beautiful, just like her mother Helen was at her age. Amelia had smooth ivory skin and luscious rich long blonde hair. Her brilliant blue eyes had a glint that danced when she smiled. Yes, she looked just like Helen, the one and only true love of her father.
Henry and Helen didn’t hold anything back when it came to Amelia. She had everything that her heart desired, but yet she grew up with great values of what was important and what wasn’t. Every day of Amelia’s life she saw what real love looked like. Her parents were passionately in love, even after many years of marriage. They acted as though they were still teenagers. They laughed with one another and held one another’s hands constantly. They were always tenderly touching one another, whether it was Helen patting Henry’s hand or Henry gently pushing Helen’s beautiful long hair away from her face. As Amelia watched her parents she would often find herself smiling, shaking her head and desperately hoping that she could find love like that someday.
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If Oak Trees Could Talk! Inspirational Romance/Suspense
Hello Everyone! I’m so glad that you chose to take the time to join me again either to read or to listen today for
Part 4 If Oak Trees Could Talk!
I have just finished doing a local Art show and a book signing event this past weekend of all my books! I love getting out and meeting new friends! I am doing this video blog in hopes of gaining new friends as well!
Chapter 2
A Momma’s love!
As Henry lay upon his bed holding his precious Helen, she quickly drifted off to sleep. Henry too should have been sound asleep by now especially after taking his medication, but he began to think of his daughter Amelia and then his little precious mother. Suddenly tears filled Henry’s eyes as he once again visited the old Oak tree.
“Why should I even want to remember my Momma’s funeral?” Henry questioned. “I would much rather remember how loving and kind she was. It makes me sad that I can hardly remember what she looked like. It’s been so long since she passed. I remember she always smelled like vanilla, or lemon or one of those spices. Bless her heart she probably had no choice as she lived her life in the kitchen cooking for folk. I remember she was usually the first one to take food over to a neighbor if they needed something. She was a Godly woman, she truly loved everyone. I don’t recall her ever saying an unkind word about anybody. These are the things old friend that I want to remember. Not the pain of my heart shattering into what felt like a million pieces when she left us.
Do you know what I remember old friend? One time I fell and scraped both of my knees up so badly that they bled and bled. Every time I would bend them they bled even more. My dear Momma carried me around for probably a week, with my Dad telling her all the while to let me down and let me grow up. She took a lot because of me and my brother Gerald. Gerald, I wonder where he is? I remember folks kept telling me to get her a wheelchair when she got so weak, but I insisted on carrying her where she wanted to go. I guess it was because she carried me. Anyway, yes old friend, I remember when we put my Momma in the ground, right underneath one of your outstretched branches. God love her heart. I ached all over with pain of missing her. Yep, I came running to you over and over again just like I had always done. I was heartbroken and didn’t know how to deal with my Momma’s passing away. Do you know what old friend? I think I’ve always come to you because you’ve always been like my Momma. You never done anything but listen to me regardless of what trouble I got myself into. I always found comfort by telling you my thoughts when I was hurting. It felt almost like the kind of comfort that my Momma gave me when I scraped my knees. After we buried her beside you, I sort of felt like she was there every time I came to you.”
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