How I Feel

Well today was an ok day. I went to work and my manager was back from her meetings. I told her about my grams and she was surprised and thankful that I actually worked the last 2 days with it all going on. She gave me the next 2 days off to rest and get things together. Work went by pretty quick I was glad about that.

I can't help but think of the way things have happened. Not being called in with the rest of the family...that hurt...bad. Not even getting a call saying grams has passed on...yeh that hurt too. Lucky for me, grams and I had that special connection and she had her way of letting me know she was going Home. I know my grams has had everyone tied up and a bit occupied...is it wrong for me to want my 'parents' or someone to ask "hey how's it going with your back? What are the doctors saying?"

I been talking to Anna and Rose more lately and I have so many mixed emotions. Some of anger, but mostly of love I've never experienced before, a peace and comfort. Other than Mike (and God knows I couldn't do this without him), I feel Rose and Anna's family are my only support and my only family. Then there are times I feel bad as though I am a burden again and I want to block myself off from them and just step back. Nothing they do...it's just me.

Through the hurt my family has put me through...all in all I have a peace about my grams, and I now have a love that I've wanted for a long time. I was talking to my Aunt Sherry just yesterday and we were talking about all of this and I told her of my friends...yes mostly Anna and Rose. One of the last things she said to me was, God always fills the void in our lives, He brings people into our lives that bring us the desires of our hearts. I believe she's right. Although I am a little sad right now...I am so happy to have Rose and Anna's family in my life. They will never know how much they mean to me and how much they have done for me even just this far. I look forward to the future and seeing what God has in store for us.

To Everyone that has been praying and showing love and support, thank you! To those certain few (you should know who you are) Thanks for being my nonbiological family. I love yall so much.

Sweet Memories 2

Grams loved to garden, boy did she love her flowers I believe patunias were her favorite. I remember playing in the dirt and us laughing together as I repeated PA-tuuuunias, sweet memories I'll never forget. Grams used to always talk about God and His love for us no matter what we did she'd always sneak it in there, she was good like that. I remember in the summer time how we didn't have a pool at her house so we filled 5 gallon buckets full of water and would sit in them and catch up on lost time. I remember the play house grandpappy built for us kids and how grams put a tea set in there and she'd sneak out with me and play tea time...followed by a quick push on the swing set. Christmas was always spent at Grams and Grandpappy every year. I loved watching Grams fix chocolate pies, plain fudge, fudge with nuts, lemon pies oh me oh my was she the best! Christmas was not about giving it was about family coming together and grams loved it...but everywhere I waited in anticipation as she would open my gift to her. Every year no matter how cheesy or corny it was she always said it's the best cause it's from MY Tracey and I always felt so much love to know I was GRAMS special little girl and that was something to be proud of.

Most of our time was spent in VA with grams...but when they could make it they traveled to NC a couple times. They made it in time for my baptism and afterwards sat me down and made sure I understood what I had just did and we talked about God and His plan for us. She made it to my last day of crusaders youth camp and the awards ceremony. I was so happy to see her I almost missed the fact that I won Sportsmanship that year...she had to tell me to go get my trophy lol still to this day I have it. My grams missed my talent competition though...but I sent her a tape and I watched it with her so it was as if she was there and she made me feel so important. She had a way of giving me a confidence and encouragment no one ever did before. She taught me the difference between mercy and grace, the importance of love and the power of our words.

One day she was visiting with us in NC and I was upset about something that had happened...I was angry at my parents...I ran outta the house with a mini keyboard I had and sat on the swing outside banging away at it. My grams followed me out and just stood there by the swing under the tree and said...Is this seat taken? Of course I let her sit down...although I was just banging away at the keyboard obnoxiously she said "that's a beautiful song." I just laughed at her and said I am not playing nothing and she taught me that we speak to God not only in our words but our actions and He loves it when we talk to Him in the good and the bad times. She proceeded to show me how to play Amazing Grace.

I looked up at her in awe I had no idea she knew how to play. I asked her how did she do that, and with a smile of peace she said I play from my heart it just comes natural. I never really understood what that meant at the time but I was anxious to find out. I learned how to play Amazing Grace that day and I was so stinking proud of myself. I told her I would play it at her funeral one day and quickly took my words back not realizing what I had just slipped out and she just smiled and said I'd like that.

My grams is a special woman, smartest woman I know in knowledge and wisdom. One of love, determination, understanding and even patience. I pray that as I grow old I become at least half the woman she was. I called my grams more and more recently knowing she was sick I wanted her to know I loved her dearly. Many times she was too sick to call but as soon as grandpappy told her it was me...she gained energy from somewhere to talk to me for 5 minutes, enough to say I love you. Our last conversation was her making sure I was right with God. To make sure I knew what it took to get into heaven all she cared about was that I was gonna be ok and be on the right path. The last thing my grams said to me was Tracey I love you.

I had a dream about a week ago...much deeper than a dream but I am not sure what to call it. I was with my grams I could smell her and feel her wrap her arms around me tight in hugs and say I love you and I want you to be happy and stay in God's will. She told me not to worry about not making it down to say good bye that that's what that time was for. Not to worry about the funeral because she wouldn't be there herself. Yesterday (9-20-08) I was laying on my futon just strumming my guitar before work and about 2:40 I smelt my grams again like in the dream...and in that moment I knew she was going home. I got the news last night of confirmation on that.

I am sad, I am hurt but for those praying please know that I love my grams very much and yes I'll miss her but I am not sad or hurt by this. I had my time with her something no one else experienced. I am hurt at the way my family has treated all of this in which I will not go into details because this is about sweet memories. My last memory of me and my grams will be that night in my 'dream' where I said my farewell and she assured me and I assured her all would be ok. There's a special connection with me and my grams...one I may never figure out, but we know how it is and that's all that matters. I love you grams.

Love,
Your special girl
Sugar Lump

Sweet Memories

I don't remember much from being a baby. But around 4-5 years old I have a few memories I can remember. I grew up and lived in NC, my great grandparents lived in VA and we made it a point to go see them at LEAST once a month for a weekend. When I was younger I remember every Saturday morning waking up running into grams and grandpappy's room and hiding under the covers with them. Grams would say: Sherwood (grandpappy) I think a sugar lump has crawled right up in our bed. I'd cover my mouth trying not to giggle until they both rolled over and hugged me. We'd get up make the bed and off to the kitchen to prepare breakfeast. Grams and Grandpappy would have their coffee I would have my orange juice, and I'd watch as grams would prepare breakfeast adding secret ingredients I was yet too young to know about. After breakfeast me and grams would go to the nursing home to see her mom. We'd watch homeward bound and I'd have 2nd breakfeast with my great great grams.

Time goes by with the same routine, never failing. When I was 10-14 the routine begins to change a little. Saturday morning I'd crawl outta bed to find grams and grandpappy already awake and finished with their first cup of coffee...but grams never started breakfeast without me. I never even realized that till now, and how special that time meant to not only me but to my grams as well. Grams would offer me coffee and I'd always make my joke coffee is for old people but I'll take hot chocolate. After our drinks were made we'd begin making pancakes soon finding out the secret ingredient, a little love and sugar to remind everyone they were from grams and sugar lump. After breakfeast, with great great grams already passed away and home bound, I'd rush off to an eventful day with my aunt and uncle. Time now I wish I would have spent a little more with my grams. Before I departed, me and grams would walk down to horse stables down the road about a mile. We'd feed the horses and name them something different every week because grams could never remember. One day we walked a little further to a pond and were attacked by geese, wasn't funny then but now I can't help but chuckle.

15-18 years old I was so angry, bitter and hurt by secret life going on at home. I always thought grams secretly knew. She always made it a point to hug me more than usual, always to make sure I knew I was loved and that I was her 'special girl'. My last visit to my grams was about 2 years ago, I drove from TN to VA to go see her and grandpappy. The family was angry because it was more of a surprise, I got a lot of grief from that visit. But even still a surprise as I rung the door bell and they came to the door it never failed they welcomed me with open arms and kisses.

From the time I was little to my last visit I had with my family to my grams...I loved bed time. I'd give my hugs and kisses good night and off to bed with anticipation and excitement. I knew grams would soon appear with the Fairy Tale book. So many stories and for some reason I always wanted to hear Rumpelstiltskin. When I was in 9th grade I was given a monkey as a birthday gift from a friend I call monk monk. I'd sneak him off with me wherever I went no matter how old I was...he was my friend. I was 17 and my parents refused to let me take him on our trip to VA, I was devestated I cried the whole way there. That night grams comes in and I told her what happened. She goes into the closet and pulls out a teddy bear and says I am sorry sweetie this is the best I can do, and reads me Rumpelstiltskin and says it's our little secret.

Sweet Memories Part 2 coming soon...

Lets Talk

Ever have those times when you just wanna sit down and talk to someone with nothing planned to say...just go with the flow and see where the moment takes you? Right now is one of those times. So much going on so much to think about. So here's my blunt and honest ramble to whoever cares to read it.

So one day something just happened and a change began to occur. I was angry and hurt and felt that one of my closest friendships were falling apart. I talked to that friend today for the first time in a long time, and I believe now I understand why we needed that time apart. While away from that friend I grew closer to others and built a relationship with a couple of people and thier families I never dreamed possible. I can't say it's all been happy go lucky though.

These friends have shown me things of myself I liked but bashfully shyed away from hoping they wouldn't see my true feelings. Others, well to be honest it hurt. I am disappointed in myself, I failed myself and my friends. I would say I have failed God...but He says I haven't failed...only stumbled...again lol. I admit I have a problem cussing. If I become angry or upset I feel others are coming against me I flare up and I just say the first thing that comes to mind. Some christian huh?

I am here to tell ya folks, we may be christian but we sure in heck aint perfect. We don't always make the best choices, we can't always hold our head high and proud and anyone who claims differently is full of themselves. I admit and apologize that I have looked at some of you as though you are perfect...I put you on a pedalstal you should not be on. I apologize for that, sometimes when we find people that come into our lives and they love us through our faults...it's easy to get caught up in ourselves so to speak and think they are better than us.

My conscience is killing me over my tongue. There's life and death in the tongue and I've spoken a lot of death lately. Intentionally or not...once it's said it's done you can't take words back. You can't take back the hurt you may have caused someone. Today most people knowingly or not want and fight for power. Weather it be in our work place, our homes, our families or amoungst friends. Here's a little reminder...You hold a lot of power in that little thing inside your mouth called your tongue. The simplest words can and your attitude can either better someone's day or tear them down.

I called a very dear friend of mine about an hour ago and I really wasn't sure why I had nothing new to tell her...so while I am waiting for her to answer and in all honesty hoping the voice mail would pick up so I didn't sound so stupid...I prayed. God why are you having me call her...AGAIN? I feel like such a bother sometimes when I call people especially when it seems to become habit. But as she answered the phone, I felt God telling me to speak life...and so I did with 3 words, I love you. That was all I had to say nothing more left in my wee little brain could I think of besides, I love you.

Challenge yourself today to think before you speak. Are your words gonna bring life or will they bring death? Are you speaking out of emotion or are you speaking from your heart? It's hard to do sometimes especially when we get tied up in our day and everything is chaotic...but I challenge you to stand along side of me today and choose to speak life to everyone you come in contact with.

Be Blessed and always remember You are a child of the most high God!

God Will Always Work It Out

For anyone that reads this blog must surely know the battles I've been through lately, some more so than others. My greatest battle being that my Grams has stopped treatments for her melanoma cancer. Her being in severe pain and so weak all she can do is sleep. Being 1000 miles away from her, not being able to talk to her or anything. Feeling an extreme strong connection with her and yet unable to figure out what it is and what to do with it. I've been fighting the tears for quite some time and the last few days I have failed miserably at that. Being afraid and too shelfish to pray for God's will.

Last night I created a playlist of Decemberadio playing Love Can, Be Alright and Find You Waiting. I cried for hours asking God to bring me strength, comfort and a peace above all understanding. Be Alright began playing the 2nd or 3rd time and the words engrossed me from the start. "You've got the world upon your shoulders it don't have to be this way you can't stop your heart from hurting or take the pain away. You know life can get a little hard sometimes but I know it's gonna be alright." I've listened to this song a million times since I've had the cd and it just never captured me so much that this is exactly what I am going through right now.

I went to bed praying God would bring me peace so I could get some sleep. I was yet to pray for His will. Mike tucked me into bed and I believe as soon as my head hit the pillow I was gone and God began working. I can't explain it all but my grams was with me...it was a dream but yet real. I was hugging her and I felt her body against mine I smelt that spring fresh smell that has always embedded her home. I began to cry and telling her how I felt. Everything on how I was scared and I wanted her to stay how much I loved her and how I wish I would have done things differently. I held her close and it was extremely weird I felt I was in her home she was updating me on things such as how they have to sleep in the spare bedroom now because their main bedroom with their bed is too high for her to get on. I don't know if that is true but I am curious to find out now. So we went into the spare bedroom and I tucked her into bed and held her close. I told her everything would be ok I assured her that I am safe and happy and that although I still mess up I now stand firm in my faith with God and I know He's always there for me.

My grams got a peaceful look on her face and just smiled. I was so honest with her I told her how I felt about even the funeral and how I would try everything in my might but how things are tight still but I wouldn't give up. She told me not to worry that me being there with her then in that moment (last night) was all she needed, and that she would not be at the funeral either because she was going home. I began to cry again as I asked God to bless her with the best of angel wings He has and in that moment I prayed for God's will to be done, I gave my grams back to her owner. In the very second I sat straight up in bed looked at the clock at it was 12:00 am on the dot and I went back to sleep and slept for the first time in about a week with no bad dreams or anything.

As I type this blog out I still feel the tears streaming but no more in sadness, rather thankfullness. Many will call me crazy after reading this, but I know what happened. I can't explain it I don't know why it happened I just know God was in it. Me being so far away from my grams it's impossible to be with her, but with God all things are possible. Although this was only a dream or whatever it was, God made it possible that I was with my grams. It will be sad no longer having her around, especially her chocolate pie lol; but I know at least she will be home and receiving all that she deserves and has longed for.

Third Day Live

Ok so here's my Third Day on the Third Day blog. Most know that I was just recently hanging out with Third Day in IN 8-22-08. I am not talking about a 15 minute meet and greet I am talking about one on one lets just hang out and chill kind of thing. I hung out with the guys...mostly Mark for about 2 hours talking and working on habitat for humanity. I got to know the guys a little more and see what everyone has been talking about. At first I was EXTREMELY nervous it was my first time ever meeting them and I had no idea what was gonna happen. After about 5 minutes though all was cool and I wasn't nervous at all. I won't re-write my last blog I promise lol.



So that night we had AMAZING tickets 3 rows back and right in front of Mark! Seeing the guys live and that close was just undescribable! The show totally rocked and I saw a few other gomers there and found out exactly what all the hype was about Third Day. Yeh, I always knew they were awesome...but flippin flap jacks dude that was outstanding!!! Mac asked everyone to sit down for 2 or 3 songs and well that just didn't happen lol. We tried but the crowd was just pumping. Third Day just has a way of keeping everyone on their feet and having a blast. It's really like you're hanging out with your family or something. I have seen Third Day before when I was a freshman in high school but I was in the back of the balcony. I held on to that story for many years and that's all I had to speak of.

Now a new journey begins. My husband and I have just signed up for Wired last night and we're planning to make the Minneapolis MN Music Builds show and I totally can't wait! I am blessed to be able to have a new fresh Third Day story to tell and bless others with. I can not wait for the MN show and see what is to come next. Rock on Third Day!

Habitat for Humanity / Music Builds.

Let me start just by saying it was...FLIPPPIN AMAZINGLY AWESOME, and that doesn't do justice to the time I had. I started this contest not really thinking I would win but wanted to help habitat for humanity out. Well one thing led to another and I ended up actually being the top donater with $735! Well after all the confusion and stress of where I'd actually be going, I ended up making the Indianapolis, IN trip and getting the $1000.00 in advance so I could pay for the trip. Here is a brief summary of the ride there. We ended up $350.00 short in the gift cards because of card 'malfunctions', it was a long 9 hour drive, Chicago was horrible as always, 4 site constructions on the way there, gas fill up lasting 15-20 minutes long cause everyone wants to talk or take pictures of a storm chaser, our tickets weren't at the box office for the concert and we were the blame for crashing Taco Bell's computer system. Ok out with the negative here's what you guys wanna hear.

So we left Thursday morning about 7 am central time and arrived in Indianapolis about 5 pm eastern time. We went on 'gut instance' not really knowing where anything was located in the town as far as the verizon center and our job site, and we just picked the Hampton Inn to stay out which turned out to be smack dab in the middle of the two places! Praise God! Everyone was really nice at helping us feel comfortable and helping us get to the right places. Oh let me throw in here before I forget, when passing through IL I said Hi to Mindy but I don't think she heard me lol. We got to the hotel and crashed for about an hour or so then went to get something to eat. Went back to the hotel and ate then Rose called the hotel to talk to me. Although she told me to go to bed and get some sleep...like YEAH RIGHT DUDE! I did try about 12 am I probably dozed off. We woke up at 5:30 to start getting ready for the day. Took our showers, I seperated skittles for the guys, and we were out of the hotel about 6:45am. We didn't have to be on site till 8 but we we wanted to make sure that we didn't get lost and with the traffic there we didn't want to be late.




We arrive on the site about 7:30 and met with some of the Habitat for Humanity guys, other than them we were the first ones there. We just did small casual talk about 7:45 more Habitat people began to show up and I can't tell you how many people said Congratulations how did you raise THAT much money! Don't worry Gomers or non Gomers you guys got your credit, thank you again for your donations, love and support. So I met Ally who just 2 days before I was practically crying on the phone with when she told me I had to go to TN and well that just wouldn't work for us. Ally found out soon that I had never met Third Day and found out more about how important this was to me. She told EVERYONE my story especially about how big of a third day fan I was lol. Well about 8 am the homeowner gets there Angela and we're ready to get to work.



They start me, mike and angela working on insulation in the house. I got to work with Angela the whole day and that was so flippin awesome God bless her and her home where she will soon become a foster mom! I had a lot of fun with Angela she was a bit shy but you guys know me, soon enough I had her laughing and loosening up in no time. Ally kept coming in to update me on where the guys were and stuff, and get this while we were working our butts off they were cruising the town sipping coffee! Anyway...it took us about 2 hours to get the whole house insulated. About 9:30 Ally comes in the house and says 'Tracey I know you haven't really liked me thus far with all you've been through, but will you like me if I tell you there's a van here filled with a bunch of rockstars?' I just looked up at her and my heart bout fell apart, I was begining to learn my first lesson.



I learned a lot on this trip and it wasn't all about how to be a rockstar or how to build a house. God really showed me some life changing lessons that I was not expecting in this trip. Anyway, let me back up a bit and tell you about the 2nd place winner. To start with I did not like this girl just something about her struck me wrong, maybe it was all in the fact that she took 2nd place from Karen I am not sure. So I am inside the house cutting insulation with Angela and we're laughing and having a great time, I look up and see Jenna (2nd place winner) outside getting her assignments. My attitude changed QUICK. I didn't know she was going to be there and everything I had been through I had a bitter heart. Angela noticed my change in attitude and asked me if I was ok I just tried to pull it off and went back to work. I noticed our laughter and chit chatting had stopped and the mood was just a bummer. Jenna came in the house with her mom, Missy and they were working on their assignment. I felt God tugging at my heart and heard the devil laughing with delight. I had to put aside all that had happened and make this a great time not just for me but Angela and everyone else. So I walk up to Jenna and her mom and introduced myself properly. She knew who I was and acknowledge to quite a few people that I was the top donater (although that wasn't really important). I can't describe the peace that came over me after meeting her. She was a friend of the foot (lol) and was really a cool gal once we started hanging out and stuff.




Ok so back to the guys arriving. While I was standing there frozen thinking what in the heck am I suppose to say or do, Jenna ruins my moment of despair and confusion yells out to me and says come on girl lets go they're finally here! I snapped out of my trance and headed outside and there they were OMG my heart flippin melt. I am sure I had the biggest cheesiest smile on my face ever! Ally just looked at me and said I am so glad we were able to make this work for you, as if everything wasn't enough already your smile just made this trip worth it. I was the happiest girl on the planet! Mac came walking up and just smiled at me real big and waved and did i mention my heart melt!?! So we're all gathering around and the guys are introducing themselves and stuff, and we quickly moved into devotional, I didn't have a chance to really meet Third Day guys yet. After devotional and prayer Ally called me over and said stand right her I'll get the guys over here for you. Tai Anderson was standing right beside me I was like OMG I can smell his cologne this isn't a dream any more! LOL So, the guys come over and I meet them all and they're like yay we got a gomer here. David walks up and I tried so hard to be so sarcastic with these guys but it's hard at times. He looks at me and he says so umm are you a gomer...and I was busting out laughing inside, my shirt says gomers and I am wearing my Third Day hat lol. I just looked at him and said of course what else would I be.



It was hard to get back to work after the guys were there but we made it work. They guys went to put the shingles on the roof and please note...Mark Lee was noted the top lifter of the day by Mac Powell. :p So we go inside and later Mark and Tai follow us inside and we're just talking. Yes, I told mark that there were some broken hearted Gomers because he wasn't following all of us on twitter, he's reply was when you guys get donations coming in to pay for my cell phone bill then I'll follow everyone...Mark Lee doesn't have unlimited texting! Imagine that! Tai just said he learned a long time ago that you can't make all the gomers happy lol. Mark did say that he'd follow me but i've yet to receive that invite yet lol. So mark and Tai wander off again and in comes Mac and we're just standing around doing casual talk with him he asked where I worked and I said I was a sandwich artist at subway thinking woohoo I am so important. And I be dog on if Mac doesn't say really??? We're fans of subway we love those guys and all of a sudden I felt important, lesson number 2 learned. Amazing how certain people's opinions and views of us matter and where we seek approval from.


The guys offered to help but it was pretty much a done deal there were 4 more sections to insert insulation and we were done so we just all hung out and talking small talk and about Revelation and stuff. Yes, Jars of Clay and Switchfoot was there...but what kind of Gomer do you think I am??? I ran to the truck and got the guys their skittles. Tai gets purple and says, awww sweet you even did the color thing that's awesome, Ally was standing close by and said well someone did their homework before coming lol. I give Mark his red and he says something like dude that's so awesome I love red skittles! I give Mac what is suppose to be his green and he says ok I have a confession, I lied in the video I really like orange not green can I trade? LOL I said sure just don't tell David and stay watch out for Tai's purple ones. David was on the roof or somewhere so I just gave his to Mac and he took them to the van. Now on to talk about our truck.



We are really storm chasers, have the truck and all. Everyone LOVED the truck. Switchfoot and Third Day especially they were all asking questions and looking inside our truck which I thought was just flippin awesome us having rockstars in our truck lol. Mark and Mike talked about storm chasing for what seemed like a flippin hour. Then talked about sky diving and we got Scotty in on that talk, Scotty wants to go and Mike was giving him pointers lol. Mark says he'll just stick to being a rockstar that's enough adreliene for him lol. We took group pictures in front of the house and stuff did mini interviews and then I got my camera out to get some pictures of the guys. I also brought out the GOAS! Everyone was like what in the heck is that and the guys and I were trying to explain it and everyone thought it was really cool and creative! Rock on Gomers! I took Karen, Denise and Rose and her family and yes the guys recognized everyone of them. I hope one day I end up a GOAS and they recognize me like that. Anyway, we took a few pictures got a couple autographs and then headed back to the hotel and rest till the show that night. Oh we only worked from 8-11:30 and were outta there by 12 so it wasn't really that bad.



Before leaving the hotel for the concert both Rose and Karen call me to see how things were going. I talked to Rose on and off the whole weekend and she really helped me to calm down and get some sleep surprisingly lol. We get to the Verizon center and all of our tickets aren't there so we have to stand and wait for the guys to come up and give them more tickets and approval. Grant it they got it fixed but it was a heart dropping moment. We get inside and wait around about 30 minutes for the meet and greet and the line was ridiculously long! We had time for one item to be autographed and just pass by pictures of the bands no pose shots. We get there and all the guys are asking if we brought the truck with us and how we rested and said they had a great time hanging out with us today which I thought was so cool. At times I really felt like the Rockstar that day. The concert was flippin amazing, switchfoot is a flippin mad man band lol. The dude was like a monkey climbing on everything and even came out in the crowd standing in the chairs and stuff! It was totally amazing!



Ok, some of you know my Third Day story, briefly here it is. I saw them about 1999-2000 at an Aquire the Fire retreat, I had very sheltering parents and the only way I could go to the show was if my pastor agreed to leave immediately which means we couldn't meet Third Day. We were standing on the balcony and Mac looks up, smiles and winks at me. On that day I felt like I was worth something and worth living for and made a commitment to myself I would meet them if it was the last thing I did. I went through suicide in my younger years and everytime I wanted to do it that night with Mac popped in my head and I couldn't do it. I wrote a note Friday night before the concert and told mac that story although I am sure he didn't remember. When Third Day came on stage, Mac starts singing the first song and gazes the audience and makes eye contact with me. Are you ready for this? He smiles at me waves and yes even the wink and I just started crying. I was the happiest person in the entire world and universe! Mark looked at me with this funny look and just points at me and smiles real big and I got back into the 'rocking mood' lol. The concert was flippin amazing all the bands did a SPECTACULAR job and I can't wait to see them again.



That's my story guys it's really long I know but it was such an amazing trip and I wanted to try and let you guys know everything. Me and Mike and the time of our life this weekend and I feel it sort of brought us closer in a way too. Mike got his picture with Mac and he's so happy about that lol. Oh one last thing, I have a Gomer name finally! Insulated Gomer! To always remind me of this day the insulation we did with Habitat for Humanity and I am insulated with the love and fire of God that will never fade away. Thanks to Habitat for Humanity, all the bands, my husband Mike and all my friends that made this trip possible. Thank you God for making this all possible, this was truly a God trip and if anyone denies it...oh well that's your problem not mine, No Worries. :)


~Insulated Gomer~