Loved Ones

Hey guys! Sorry I've been M.I.A. for a little while now. I'm drawn back to writing today because my heart is heavy. On Tuesday, March 10, 2015 my friend, Channing, lost her husband, U.S. Marshal Josie Wells. So who are they you may ask me? Well Channing is whom I spoke about in a previous post because I hooded her for her optometry graduation last May. I was also in her wedding in Clinton, MS in June 2012. Channing and I were like family since optometry school. Since then we've been through a lot. She had lost several relatives while in school, encountered some health issue as well as other obstacles in this game called life. I had been just as far away from home as she and had lost my grandmother and 6 mo later my mother along with other life happenings. Very few people I found relatable during this phase of my life. We went to school with people who in my opinion had never really experienced hardships, be it through finances or misfortunes. Channing moved home to mississippi last fall and purchased dome land. By December I was set out to see to the great city of Raymond, MS to see the land that she and her husband had bought with horses and plenty of room for hunting. A city girl went to the country... Who would have thought. Lol. They offered to teach me to ride horses, fish and hunt... All things i considered someone would need to know for survival but they were doing every day. I was determined to at least give this country girl living a try... But next time. By January I was back to visit again and go to The Best of Jackson party and the Kevin Hart comedy show. Just last month I was back again for her mother's birthday party. We had made plans to visit frequently even considered going on a cruise next month. She told me that she'd have to find a reason for me to visit every month since I had been there so frequently so far. Not once had I thought that my last visit would be my last time speaking with her husband, seeing him rub her belly affectionately presuming his baby would be called "Lil Jo Jo", watching them dance and her fuss about him not having any rhythm and seeing her in an area of her life that any human being would look at in awe. 

The world lost a great deputy who was simply doing his duty... Apprehend the criminal and get home to his family. My friend and whom I call family lost her heart, her best friend, her soul mate... Her everything. My heart hurts for her as we approach the days of the services. For we never know the day nor the hour of when our Savior will call us home... For we don't know how it will happen or to what extent it will hurt others, but one thing's for sure. We can find peace knowing that a person was saved. We also can find peace in knowing that someone left a positive imprint. Channing told me as I sat with her Tuesday in Baton Rouge that she and Josie had spoken that morning for about 2 hours. That conversation signifies the bond present, the love there, and the happy place that they were in. Her mother and her stated how they had prayed together for God to send her a good man and Josie was the one. Who actually prays with their mom for a good man? The person I grew to love like family does. That bond and those words still leave me in awe. In awe of two lovebirds; a "southern belle" who had found her Prince Charming. She leaves me hopeful and without a shadow of a doubt she confirms that love exists. My thoughts, prayers and heart go out to her, their child and their family at this time. R.I.P. Josie ❤️