talkintina

This keeps mushrooming and it all began because of a computer mixup between 2 states Ok and Mo. Which took years to straighten out. I’ve paid over $1,200.00 in fines to oklahoma, close to $1,000.00 in Mt. Pine AR and if I could just pay off Hot Springs, AR I’d finally be in the clear. But as my income just dropped back to less than $650.00 a month now it really seems impossible.
I have family in Oklahoma I’ve been dying to visit but I can’t do it without Tags, Ins., Drivers License, And no warrants!

Please read my poem, I wrote to try help the world see that caring for a severely disabled child (My Lil Man is 24yrs old and the purpose of my time here other than earning the right or priveledge of entering thru the gates of Heaven!
And if you or someone you know is facing, has, or will face taking care of a disabled son daughter loved one or adoptee? Show them this poem! Maybe it will give them a different perception of Why?
Instead of Why Me? Us? etc.
I wonder that God saw fit to entrust my sons care to an old Tomboy like me? IOne with a potty mouth who sings off key, tells dirty jokes and who is so ordinary. With a f’d up childhood, was a ward of the state, is stubborn, opinionated, BLOND! and? What did God see about me that enabled me to be responsible for one who can never ever be able to consciously sin!!!!!!!!! IN deed or thought!
If I had been told before hand that God felt I was worthy of such an Honor, Responsibility, I would have stood there in shock Thinking “me?” “ARE YOU SURE HE MEANT ME?”

Angel in the Making

God gave to me a special gift, to love, nurture and care for.
One I will have to return with great sadness to Heavens door.
And since my little gift was born, I have not one regret.
But when my tears flow in the dark of night.
I cry “Lord please don’t take him yet!.
“Some look at him with pity, but they just don’t understand.
To be born unable to consciously sin is grand.
Those who can walk and talk can’t imagine being so helpless.
But where else can anyone be found so pure and guileless?.
I’am but his caretaker, tho I shall greatly grieve.
For I know not when, but I know he’ll have to leave.
See the Lord is busy preparing for one of his purest sons.
His rewards in Heaven will be great.
When his earthly suffering is done.
Our Lord will gently pick him up, with his hands so steady.
For soon his time will come, his Heavenly wings be ready.
And up to Heaven he will take him.
My Son, my Gift,”My Little Angel in the Making!.”

Tina Perry