But GOD!

You seriously never know when your whatever-day could be your last day.

Monday morning I got a call and a text that stopped me in my tracks.  My bestie, best friend, someone I consider to be my sister was in a terrible car accident.  Once I arrived to the ER I had no idea what I was about to walk into, what condition she would be in.  Thankfully, though very banged up and bruised, she was alive and in front of me and that's all that mattered.  All I could think about God's amazing grace and mercy.  There she lay, stitches, bruises, scars, in pain from a car crash that could have and probably would have taken her life if it weren't for God's angels stepping in.  Seeing her, knowing her life flashed before her eyes, I was trying to understand what it all meant. Was God trying to slow her down from something?  What's the lesson behind this?  She clearly has an amazing purpose to be on this earth.  Is this her second chance?  Was this a wake up call? What does it take for us to slow down sometimes and recognize that we aren't here for our own selves?  We're part of God's agenda not our own.  Over the past few days I've visited her, when I see her I can't help but think of the MILLION different moments we've shared, road trips (we love us some road trips), girl talks, arguments, laughs, funny quotes, experiencing first-time events, the list goes on.  Words can not express how grateful I am that she is still here. I could be writing a much different post.  Its been three days and I still cry when I think about it because I know that it could have been a different ending...BUT GOD

*Danielle Nicole Moore, we've got a lot more memories to make! Love you!

Expires __/__/__

Last night I tweeted and posted a quote on Instagram of a thought that came to me...

"Everything has an expiration date...even people.  What's your shelf life in some one's life?"

Sadly this came to me after watching part of an episode of "Love and Hip Hop Season 3" (it a show on VH1 that follows the lives of a few socialites in the hip hop industry in NY) anywhooo... Erica and Rich were arguing in the studio and she began to say "You woke me up, thank you...thank you for making realize that I can go back to just being me now..."  In my mind this translated as "Times up, Your time is up, My time is up"

What does it take for you to realize that your time is up in some one's life or that their time is up in yours?

An altercation? Maturity? Change of location?  

We've all been there, where much like that loaf of bread we keep on the fridge or in the bread box (is my mom the only person who still uses that thing?) that we know has gone bad or is molding by the minute, we keep things around past their expiration date.  We know its toxic and could potentially harm us but its still there occupying space in our lives.  When do we acknowledge that its time to toss it out? Not only when but how?  

I'm seriously trying to answer those questions for myself.  I can think of a few things growing roots that should never have been planted in the soil of my soul in the first place...but they're their nonetheless.  

Time to uproot, throw out, and embrace all things fresh. I guess.

Daylight Saving My...!!!!

Well hello there Monday we meet again.  Only with an hour less sleep. Gotta love it.

Yes I'm drinking coffee this morning, which can never be a good thing considering I'm a person who despises the need for caffeine to get me through the day.  Nonetheless, I am here awake and taking the day by storm, not really but it sounds good!  So anywho, about this whole DST thing...it was started back in WWI to help conserve resources...hmm pretty sure its 2013 now what are we conserving?  Oh its just one of those things that kind of stuck huh.  I can think of a ton of things that should have stuck around but didn't can we enforce those again?!?!?! Just Saying.