January 11th, 2020

Meeting My Father For The First Time At The Age Of 71!

Grover Howard Cook

Meeting My Father For The First Time At The Age Of 71!

Meeting My Father For The First Time At The Age Of 71! Have you ever heard of such a thing? I was shocked. I believed the story my mother told me as a child. How this came about is that I signed up on Ancestry.com and did the DNA test. My mother married a man named Joseph John Paige in 1947, Yuma Arizona. She was living in Imperial Valley at the time. He had just gotten out of the Army. He had been in for 8 years. They fell in love. He asked her to marry her. He picked out a wedding ring in a shop that was owned by a woman who happened to be one of my mother’s best friends in Holtville, California. Unfortunately the check he wrote bounced. Of course, this causes quite a ruckus and my mother felt she had no choice but to file charges against her husband Joseph John Paige and have him prosecuted. He was sent to San Quinten to make a long story short. They were only married a grand total of six weeks. In the meantime, she became pregnant and moved to Bakersfield so that her mother, my grandmother, could help with child care so she could work to help care for me. She wrote to Joseph informing him of being a father. When he was released he came to Bakersfield, picked me up for a day, bought me gifts, dropped me back off and never heard from him again. I was one year old. Mother married a man named Edwin Lewis Lyons, who shortly afterward, I was two, adopted me as his own. When I was 31, I wrote the Social Security office to look Joseph up. I wanted to know more about his background because my mother didn’t know very much. He was thrilled I wanted to know him. He told me a few things about himself and his background. We met a few times. He followed me back here to Alabama before he died and stayed about three weeks. He said he wanted to make sure I was going to be alright. He never even knew he wasn’t my father. This is laying the groundwork of what I am about to tell you. I thought Joseph John Paige was my father. He is on my original birth certificate. I honestly think my mother thought he was my father. Will explain further down the road. I have a friend who works for Ancestry.com and she says there are lots of stories out there just like mine. This has been quite a shocker to me. I hope you enjoy this. Or find it interesting.

Applying For Ancestry.com DNA TEST!

I applied for the Ancestry.com DNA test in 2006 to learn more about my background. I was more interested in my Ancestry background than my family matches and really didn’t pay much attention to the possibility of the relatives I had out there. I did meet a first cousin on my mother’s side that I became friends with for a while. I found out my great grandfather ran with Jessie James. He changed his name to hide from the law. That is why there is no record of him. You can’t trace him. I thought that was very interesting. That made my grandmother un traceable also since she carried her mother’s maiden name instead of her father’s name. No one knows what his name is. That I can find right now anyway.  A young woman contacted me on Facebook and told me she thinks her grandfather is my half brother. He had all these Cook people pop up in his DNA. I started looking at my DNA and I saw that there were quite a few Cook people in mine. Surely there was a mistake. My father is Paige. I told the young woman that had to be a mistake because my father is a Paige, not a Cook. As time went by we sort of went back and forth about this. Another woman who was doing her DNA also had the same thing. She said she was my half-sister. She discovered her father, she didn’t know, neither did this young woman’s grandfather, that her father was this Cook man. We started talking back and forth for about a year. These people pretty much discovered they were related. One of the women flew back and met our half brother and his family. She finally got her mother to admit that she had an affair with this Cook man and that was how she was conceived. She discovered how our half brother was conceived and put up for adoption. Me being the cynic of the group, my half-sister wouldn’t give up on me, wanted to meet me, she flew out here to Alabama from Texas recently to meet me. While she was getting ready to fly out here I decided to find a lab here in my city that did DNA test for siblings and have it here when she got here. I felt this woman and I was related but not sisters. I found a lab and had the test overnighted to my house. It was waiting for her when she arrived. She spent five days with us. We had a blast. We took the test and got it right back in the mail. The results came back the following Thursday. Guess what we discovered. We are 99.7 % of half-siblings. I was totally thrown for a loop. I’m still pretty shocked.

This is what I believe happened. My mother was so distraught of what happened with Joseph, that she needed consoling she hooked up with a one night stand with Howard. It was so close to sleeping with her husband Joseph that she thought he was my father. Howard was a preacher doing circuit tent preaching and was used to consoling wayward woman and just happen to get my mother at her worst time. I honestly believe she thought Joseph was my father. So did I.

Where To Go From Here!

Where to go from here, that is the question. I guess I will just keep searching and finding more siblings out there. I was told by a nice I found who knew her grandfather that he liked hooking up with young women, marrying them and having children and not divorcing them. Who knows how many of us are out there. In case you are one of us, his name is Grover Howard Cook. He was born on April 27, 1905, in BlueRidge, Fannin County, Georgia, USA. Feel free to contact me. He was a handsome man. He died early of heart decease. 59. His oldest son died in his 40’s. I believe his father also died of the same condition. I am hoping to live a long life. I am 71 right now.

October 7th, 2019

Encounter With An Angel While Hiking

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Encounter With An Angel While Hiking:

A Cross Found On A Trail While Hiking!

A few weeks ago my partner and I were hiking on Monte Sano, which we do quite often. On this path, we came across where someone had taken the time out to put together this nice cross made out of sticks and tied together propped up by large stones near this nice tree with moss. Down aways, someone tied a ribbon on a branch. I got this feeling that we were being watched by beings not so nice. As we walked down the path Jesus was whispering in my ear to stop on the way back at the cross, hold hands with Sue and pray at the cross.

We reached a fork in the road. There was a large boulder there that we stopped and rested on before we started back on the path. As we caught our breath we decided to start back. As we started back down the trail a very tall man approached us. He must have been at least six foot four inches tall, very blonde curly hair and bright blue eyes. First, he approached Sue and said hello, then he approached me and said hello looking directly into our eyes with a sparkle. As he continued down the path he broke off what looked like a dowsing rod and whipped back and forth the path like he was clearing it for us as we moved down the path rather swiftly. Back and forth, back and forth, using a very distinct rhythm. As we were following behind him, knowing all along he was an Angel, protecting us from whatever was out there in the forest, I could feel something out there, something was telling me not to let Sue pass me or get up beside me, so I kept watching behind me making sure she wasn’t close to me. Also watching for the cross. Never see the cross and the next thing we knew, we were back at the road and the blonde tall man was gone and we were back at the road we started out on. The photos are taken on that very hike so you can get an idea of where we are. Beautiful.

November 7th, 2018

Healing Thoughts For You

Healing Thoughts For You!!!

I don’t know about you but I need hugs from my family and friends. Life has a way of knocking you down now and then and a nice hug from family and friends will bring you right out of your depression and put you on the right path the Angels want you to be on. I do not know what I would have done without the protection of the Angels. They are always here for me. It’s so comforting to know they are holding me up with I feel sad. Which isn’t too often. The Angels have gifted me after all my struggles and tribulations through the years. I feel so happy and content in this part of my life and I thank them from the bottom of my heart. I hope you have the best day ever. Life is too short to waste it. Love life and embrace it with all you have. Love others and do to them as you want things done to you. Send love everywhere. Tell your family and friends you love them all the time. Hug them when you have the chance. Keep them close. Be kind to everyone. Send nothing but love out to the Universe and it will come back at you tenfold. Thank God every day for the blessings she/he is giving you each and every day. Love life and be happy. You deserve it. You have earned it. Let yourself go and embrace the love surrounding you. Don’t be afraid. Enjoy Life!!!

September 22nd, 2018

My Latest Work!!!

My Latest Work!!!

Since my partner Justine Shrider became ill the Angels have not requested a painting for anyone until this past August. I thought I would share it with you. I hope you enjoy it.

Angels are sending much love to Shehnaz Soni.

April 17th, 2018

At Peace!!!

At Peace!!!

I am going into my 5th month since Justine passed in November. I seem to be at peace with my situation and trying to move on and have a life. I seem to want to keep busy all the time. Doing this and doing that.

I think the greatest thing I am doing for myself that is making me feel at peace,  is being a caregiver to a sweet little 88 year old woman who has dementia. She is a hoot and we get along great. We have many of the same interests. I have only been doing this a month, but taking care of her a few hours a day has changed my life and has given me peace within in some strange way.

Caregiver:

In many of my past lives I have been a caregiver in one form or another. This must be my calling in life. I have been a caregiver to three of my partners who passed from cancer. That is 44 years of my life being with anther person who at the end needed care giving. I am not a Christian by any means, but I am very spiritual and totally believe in God and know that there is a place to go beyond death. I am AT PEACE!

I think everyone needs to be at peace with their lives at one point. Sometimes it takes allot of living to be at peace with yourself. It took me a life time of many lessons to get to this point. In August I will be 70 and it has taken me this long to be at peace with myself and my life. We all have our lessons to learn in our life span. I hope that you can see what you have accomplished in your life time and the changes that has taken place for you.

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December 20th, 2017

Cancer Won Once More!!!

Cancer Won Once More!

Cancer won once more. On November 19, 2017 I lost my partner, Justine Shrider, to cancer.

She fought for a little over two years before she finally stepped back to her cancer and allowed her cancer to take over and bring her to her final destination. Home!

Cancer Won Once More!

We had 11 wonderful years together. The last two were spent fighting the cancer that was trying to take Justine’s life.

Let’s be honest, loosing your loved one to cancer is a horrific loss and a horrible thing to have to go through, but a welcome one when finally the loved one who is suffering is finally put to rest. The battle is over.

There is a relief that is unexplained. The caregiver, watches their loved one from day to day, feeling helpless to take the problem away, until that person takes their last breath. The battle is finally over.

Cancer Won Once More!

Justine was my third partner to die from cancer. The first one I was 31, the second partner I was 55 and this time I am 69. Each one was totally different.

This one I feel very peaceful about. The way Justine was able to go out was very gracious. She went out without pain and at peace. Each step seemed planned by something higher than the both of us. Justine died very graciously.

My first two partners suffered a great deal in their last hours. I made sure Justine had the medicine she was suppose to take at the times she was suppose to take them and gave her her supplements when she could take them.

I feel that I had a great deal to do with the way she left. I know she is so happy to be where she is right now and I am happy that she is there.

Cancer Won Once More!

As you can see by her picture that she looks beautiful. This picture was taken of Justine Shrider just a week before she died. No one believed that she was as sick as she was because she always had that sparkle in her eyes and she always glowed, looking beautiful. Cancer won once more!

I guess you can say cancer has played a big part of my life. I must have been put here on earth to be a caregiver of cancer.

The color pink has been totally ruined for me because when I see pink all I think about is cancer and not the color pink. I do know one thing, that no cure will save anyone’s life unless they actually want to stay here on earth to live.

Most people die from cancer because by the time it’s found it’s too late and they are already so tired of fighting cancer that they are grateful to leave and be out of their misery. Justine fought and went through more than any one human being should.

She put up a good fight, but it was just too much. Cancer won once more!

by: Pama Lyons

 

July 16th, 2017

Cancer and Living With Cancer On A Daily Basis!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Cancer and Living With Cancer On A Daily Basis!

Cancer is one of the most brutal and cruel diseases on the planet. This is my third partner with cancer. The first two died. This partner is fighting and moving forward in her healing and fight to not let it get her down.

Cancer Diagnosis

Two years ago her first cancer diagnosis was stage 4 thyroid cancer. Her surgery consisted of removing the thyroid, along with some lymph nodes and a jugular vein. Four months later the cancer tumor started growing back between her esophagus and her spine. It was closing off her swallowing and she was getting to the point where she was unable to barely swallow food. Her ENT doctor recommended a specialist in Birmingham who did a surgery that was not done here in Huntsville. A total laryngectomy which included the removal of her voice box. They also took a flap from her arm and rebuilt her esophagus because they had to remove her original esophagus. They had to graft skin from her thigh onto her arm. after being in and out of the hospital from infections and calcium over does she finally straightened out to a livable but hard condition. She is now 78. You can imagine how difficult this was, but she is a fighter and trooper through all this.

Losing Loved Ones from Cancer!

I had already lost two partners from cancer, you can imagine my reaction when my partner was told she had stage four thyroid cancer. My first thought was that I wanted to commit suicide. I did not want to have to go through this horrible ordeal again. What is God thinking? Why am I learning these lesson in one life span? Can’t I learn one lesson in each life span? Why am I the one who is always watching the person that is most important in my life die a horrible death? When her cancer came back the second time I pulled up my britches along with her two sons and family and we pulled through this one. The doctor said that they got all the tumor so therefore no extra treatments were needed. Just to keep an eye out and keep track of how she is progressing.

Cancer CT Scans!

Scheduled for her first CT to make sure that cancer had not come back. Prior to that, she had a swollen lymph node come up on her neck. She did not tell me about this when it happened but waited until the appointment for her first CT. The doctor was concerned and wanted to remove it and do a biopsy. She agreed before thinking about it and was under the impression it was going to be an outpatient procedure and nothing to it. The more we got into it the more it felt like possible major surgery might be involved. She decided to cancel it and decided that she did not want to be bothered with any more medical procedures. She had had enough.

ENT for Cancer Screening!

She wanted her regular doctor to take over her care of keeping an eye out on her cancer. They sent her back to see her ENT specialist here. Her doctor examined the swollen lymph node. He recommended that she do a needle biopsy to check if it had cancer. She decided she did not want to know and take one day at a time. You can imagine the daily fear but she is so brave. You would not know that fear is involved.

This has been a stressful journey for both of us. Healing sessions on her have held off my depression. I no longer feel I need the help of medication.  So I will continue to do the healing session on her plus she has agreed to take Frankincense, in hope that this will keep her cancer at bay and it will never return.

 

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