Live Like Susan…

We had a celebration of life service for someone near and dear to my heart last night. She was my sister in Christ, my lawyer, my friend, my advocate, and one of the biggest encouragers I’ve ever had in my life.

Those of us who knew and loved her, knew her as Wonder Woman. And…she really was…

It has taken me weeks to write this. Sometimes words don’t seem sufficient. With Susan Carroll that is absolute truth.

There are so many memories I could share. It’s hard to narrow it down to just a hand full.

I guess if I could sum up the eternal influence this special lady has had on my life, it would be that she believed in me, when I didn’t even believe in myself.

She held my hand. She prayed with me. She encouraged me. I loved her. ❤️

Some of my fav memories:

When I first met Susan it was at church. She wore these awesome, bright red, leather, cowgirl boots. I loved them and would tell her often. She told me to get a pair too, which I did, but later decided they were way too uncomfortable to wear very often.

Another super cool memory was attending a party for her dog, Ziva. Susan was a Family Attorney. She worked in the court system and saw the toil it takes on children. That’s why it was so vitally important to her to have Ziva trained and certified to be a service dog in the Bay County Courthouse.

We met at Finns and had a luncheon. Ziva had a special, pink outfit on, and we had cake. Susan blessed everyone with lunch because that was just part of her generous spirit.

Another fav memory was when she hosted one of our oily meetings at her house the Saturday prior to Hurricane Michael. She had a perfect house for get togethers, and we had a house full of ladies.

Of course this was Saturday, so none of us knew that just four days later our town would be crushed by the monster.

I remember after everyone left, we were sitting in her home office, and talking about future classes, wellness, faith, and just random stuff. Susan had a way of sharing and listening with real earnestness. I felt comfortable and so loved. 🤗

Another memory that makes me giggle, was when we were at Susan’s home in Kings Point and she decided she wanted her couch moved upstairs.

Four of us ladies were like no problem and we grabbed the couch and attempted to get it up the stairs. Problem being the couch and all of us couldn’t fit in the same small stairway space. We basically stood it up on its side but it literally never ascended. 😳

I proposed bringing my sons by the following day to move this stubborn couch. They hoisted it up the stairs in like two seconds. I remember Susan and I just stood there looking a each other amazed.

Another time she blessed me, was about a month or two after the hurricane, I posted on Facebook that I was looking for a storage space for my stuff. We had lost our rental home in the storm and were living in a friend’s condo, and storing our furniture that survived at another friend’s house.

Immediately after I posted it, Susan contacted me and offered up her garage to store my household goods.

As we were talking she paused for a minute and said,”What you really need is a place to live.” I agreed that was the real need. She told me she had spoken with a friend that very day, who told her she just had a rental open up. Needless to say, because of Susan, we moved in our home right before Christmas that year.

Some of my sweetest memories with Susan were some of my very worse….

She held my hands, prayed for me, and walked me through some of my darkest days. I can honestly say I would not have made it through without her.

Fond memories continue to flood my heart…

After I started my own business, Susan constantly sent me clients, encouraged me, hosted classes with Lawana and I, and purchased products.

We talked about a little future collaboration at her office, where I would share essential oils with her clients, who were going through some of the most stressful times in their lives.

I told her about aromatherapy and she of course encouraged me to go get my certification; assuring me she would be first in line to get a massage. As of now I still haven’t sought the training, but because Susan believed in me, I will.

The last time I saw Susan in person was at the beginning of the year, when I attended a women’s conference. Susan was one of the amazing speakers.

She shared testimony that the first 15 years that she was a lawyer, she tried to get out of it, because she wanted to be in ministry instead. It wasn’t until that time she realized she was called to “marketplace ministry” and then fully embraced it.

Lord knows the world needs more attorneys like Susan Carroll.

That same day she also shared that Lord had given her a word many years ago, and it was just now coming to fruition.

“You will be a woman of integrity. You will be known in the community.”

There were no truer words. Susan walked in integrity. She loved Jesus, loved people, loved empowering women, loved her dogs, loved gardening, AND loved her chickens.

The last time I texted Susan questions about gardening, she answered all my questions, then told me about her chickens. She really was becoming a “chicken lady”.

If God had asked my opinion, I would have proclaimed that I wasn’t ready for Susan Carroll to leave this earth. My heart already feels the void where Wonder Woman once stood.

But now that I now know that she ran up the mountain into the arms of Jesus. (Thanks for sharing Dot) I know she is dancing before the Lord, and I know without a shadow of doubt I will see her again soon.

In the meanwhile….

I’m going to live like Susan. I’m going to love lavishly, praise mightily, give generously, empower purposefully, grow a garden, walk in integrity, and embrace life fully, maybe all of that minus the chickens….

I Won’t Say Goodbye, I’ll Say Hello…

The last few years before you passed into that glorious eternal life, my favorite thing we did together was take early morning walks through the neighborhood and down along the bay.

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You loved the water. You enjoyed walking and staying strong. We talked about everything and nothing. We looked at houses we liked and yards; trees, plants, flowers we admired.

I talked 10 times as much as you and filled you in on all the tiny details about your grandkids. You were really proud of each and every one of them. 😊

You spoke fewer words but much truth and wisdom into my life. Since you didn’t talk as much as the rest of us, we all knew to value and cherish the words you that you did speak. 🎁

You strengthened and encouraged my kids. You showed them what a great man looks like, acts like, serves like and loves like. You left them with a legacy of love to pass on to their own children.

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I admired your strength, your tenacity, your selflessness, your servanthood, your integrity, your work ethic, your kindness, your intelligence, your care for others, your dry sense of humor and your love for your family.

What I wouldn’t give for an other walk, another talk, another hug, another laugh, another piece of advice, another day, hour, minute, second with you…

But I’m thankful you are in Heaven and not suffering with that dreaded disease any longer. I hold on to the hope of our reunion someday. Until then I’ll take your best advice: I won’t say goodbye, I’ll say hello…. 😢/😅

Miss you, Dad. Happy birthday in Heaven. 💙

I Found My Voice

Do you ever feel like you have no voice?

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I know for years this was a reality for me…

I literally had no voice to appeal for justice, no voice to express myself, no voice to change the world.

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Several years ago I began to find it….

It was a slow process. It was quiet at first. Unsure of itself. Doubting it had anything of value to say….

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But boy once I finally found it I have been using it nonstop.

My voice fights for the underdog. It enjoys encouraging women. It teaches people about health & wellness. It defends the weak and helpless. Sometimes it is vulnerable. Sometimes it jumps up on top of a soapbox and shouts: beware of toxins.

My voice is a proponent of all kinds of exercise. It likes to meet new people. It passionately speaks to homeschool momma’s and tells them they can do it. It purposefully Takes Back Happy. It laughs and laughs a lot.

My voice chooses to love. It speaks love. And it inspires others to love one another.

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How are you using your voice??? 🌻