tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58520262601018021722024-03-13T16:54:27.003-04:00"Lioness of God"In Loving Memory of Chastity Ariel Boyd (12/31/1982 - 01/17/2010)...Chastity meaning the condition or quality of being pure. Ariel meaning Lion of God.
A dedication to a beautiful and loving, woman of God! Gone but never forgotten!!Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-78106891849427738012013-02-13T10:41:00.000-05:002013-02-13T10:41:17.645-05:003 Years Already! Sorry for late post... Wow, it's been over a year since my last blog!!! I have not spent any time blogging in a while. It's funny how time flies. Can't believe it's been 3 years that you were called home. I did remember to at least acknowledge this day on my facebook page and her memorial page....<a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Chastity-A-Boyd-Memorial-Page/114162455333106?fref=ts">https://www.facebook.com/pages/Chastity-A-Boyd-Memorial-Page/114162455333106?fref=ts</a><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font: 13px/18px 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">A SISTER'S TESTAMENT!!</span><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font: 13px/18px 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;" /><br style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; font: 13px/18px 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline !important; float: none; font: 13px/18px 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">Today we embark on the 3 year anniversary of the passing of my little sister. I remember the day I received that dreadful visit from the Coroner as if it were yesterday. I had to embrace a moment that was life changing; full of all kinds of excitement and emotion. Disbelief, shock, hurt, pain, sadness, grief, and confusion to name a few. It was the hardest thing ever to rel</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: white; color: #333333; display: inline; font: 13px/18px 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;">ay to my parents. Nothing can be more devastating than to bury your own child! Yet still till this day (and everyday for most of us) we are lifting her name in celebration of her life and the memories we share!<br /><br />They say laughter is a good medicine, even in the face of death! I found that writing can be too! It heals the soul in a therapeutic way. I started blogging and created a website 3 years ago as my form of expression. Needlesstosay, I have not kept up with my blogging or writing. Hence my post for you today. Sometimes a little testament and encouragement goes a long way. I certainly enjoy empowering those that can not find "the light at the end of the tunnel" per se. Moreso, I definitely appreciate the same in return.<br /><br />Anyhow, as I sit here reading all the heartfelt thoughts and wishes to my sister today, I am constantly reminded of the impact she had on people. Although it makes me want to break down and cry. I am constantly reminded that the scripture (Psalms 30:5) says, "weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning!" We may feel that she may have been called home too soon but rest assured that God had a perfect plan and it was His devine will. She truly was a gift from God and now our guardian angel.<br /><br />Before I go, let me leave you all with this...There are things that we don't want to happen but have to accept, things we don't want to know but have to learn, and people we can't live without but have to let go. When someone you love becomes a memory, that memory becomes a treasure. Although it's difficult today to see beyond the sorrow, May looking back in memory help comfort you tomorrow!<span class="Apple-converted-space"> </span><br /><br />RIP my sweet angel! - Your oldest sister, Marquesha</span>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-28516375091774483262012-01-17T10:49:00.001-05:002012-01-17T11:04:51.558-05:00In Remembrance....From the Neices and Nephew<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I posted this last year for her 1yr anniversary and for some reason it didn't get posted....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>God was going to call your name.<br />
In life we loved you dearly,<br />
in death we do the same.<br />
It broke our hearts to lose you,<br />
but you did not go alone.<br />
For part of us went with you,<br />
the day God called you home.<br />
You left us peaceful memories,<br />
your love is still our guide.<br />
And though we cannot see you,<br />
you are always by our side.<br />
Our family chain is broken<br />
and nothing seems the same.<br />
But as God calls us one by one,<br />
the chain will link again.</span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">"A loved one is a treasure of the heart and to lose a loved one is like losing a piece of yourself.</span></span><br />
<address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">But the love that this person brought you...did not leave, for the essence of the soul lingers.</span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">It cannot escape your heart, for it has been there forever.</span></span></address><address> </address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">Cling to the memories and let them find their way to heal you.</span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">The love and laughter, the joy in the togetherness you shared...will make you strong.</span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">You'll come to realize that your time together, no matter how long, was meant to be,</span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">and that you were blessed to have such a precious gift of love in your life.</span></span></address><address> </address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">Keep your heart beating with the loving memories and trust in your faith to guide</span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">you through. </span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">Know that though life moves on...the beauty of love stays behind to surround</span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">and embrace you.</span></span></address><address><span style="font-style: normal; font-weight: 700;"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;">Your loved one has left you that...to hold in your heart forever." </span></span></address><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: Arial;">So to my family, this too shall pass. Rejoice, for she is gone but never forgotten. I LOVE YOU ALL!!!</span></strong>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-17477516158186970112011-01-17T11:00:00.001-05:002011-01-17T11:06:35.542-05:00The Love In My Heart<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://i.ytimg.com/vi/RZ_V5Jdoy2g/0.jpg"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ_V5Jdoy2g?f=videos&c=google-webdrive-0&app=youtube_gdata" /><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /><embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ_V5Jdoy2g?f=videos&c=google-webdrive-0&app=youtube_gdata" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I have so many things to say,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I don’t know where to start.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">So I guess I’ll just begin with</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">Saying what’s within my heart!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I’ve had my ups and downs,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">My good days and my bad.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I’ve had many happy moments</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">And some that were quite sad.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I’ve had times of true despair</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">And days of complete distress.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I’ve had my share of trials</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">Putting me to the test.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">But I know the hard times </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">Never come without the good.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I know the rough spots are for </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">Teaching me as they should.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I have faith in every second,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">That I’m not feeling my best.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">Because I know the Lord loves me</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">As much as all the rest.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He cares for every waking moment</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He loves me dear and true.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He loves me as His Child I am</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">And He knows I’ll make it through!!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He takes my hand to walk with me</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">And reminds me there is hope.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He guides me through the darkest path </div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">And ensures me I can cope!!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He loves me each and every day.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He promises never to leave.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">He celebrates my faith in Him</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">Of this I do believe.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">I share these thoughts with you today,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">So you too will surely see.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">His love for you is promised</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">To last for all eternity.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">So take your moments of unhappiness,</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">And lose them in the air.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">Know the Lord loves you dearly</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;">And will forever be there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div></div>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-73579110780607760022011-01-16T11:04:00.000-05:002011-01-16T11:04:48.145-05:00If I Knew<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1XeSl9mRVzr3Jcg-nmRlpoGcLpzMJtF16PAJ3R7hn8kIKhoBAb05vLg3NRrYWUqcq_IZ-BXiuLZpTZOfKndkGjOIuDEI-mUjtCr2mUfPS4QHwcTuGejDD1O5KO0O5ST6DxpRM2fQ8fu4/s1600/WATER.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="60" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1XeSl9mRVzr3Jcg-nmRlpoGcLpzMJtF16PAJ3R7hn8kIKhoBAb05vLg3NRrYWUqcq_IZ-BXiuLZpTZOfKndkGjOIuDEI-mUjtCr2mUfPS4QHwcTuGejDD1O5KO0O5ST6DxpRM2fQ8fu4/s320/WATER.gif" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">If I knew it would be the last time </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">That I'd see you fall asleep,</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">I would tuck you in more tightly</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">If I knew it would be the last time </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">that I see you walk out the door, </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">I would give you a hug and kiss</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">and call you back for one more.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">If I knew it would be the last time </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">I would video tape each action and word, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">so I could play them back day after day.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">If I knew it would be the last time, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">I could spare an extra minute to stop and say "I love you,"</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">instead of assuming you would KNOW I do. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">If I knew it would be the last time </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">I would be there to share your day,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">well I'm sure you'll have so many more, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">so I can let just this one slip away. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">For surely there's always tomorrow </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">to make up for an oversight, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">and we always get a second chance</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">to make everything just right. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">There will always be another day to say "I love you," </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">And certainly there's another chance to say our "Anything I can do?" </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">But just in case I might be wrong, and today is all I get,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">I'd like to say how much I love you and I hope we never forget. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">Tomorrow is not promised to anyone, young or old alike,</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">And today may be the last chance </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">you get to hold your loved one tight. </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">So if you're waiting for tomorrow, why not do it today? </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">For if tomorrow never comes, you'll surely regret the day, </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">That you didn't take that extra time for a smile, a hug, or a kiss </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">and you were too busy to grant someone, what turned out to be their one last wish.</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">So hold your loved ones close today, and whisper in their ear,</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">Tell them how much you love them and that you'll always hold them dear </span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">Take time to say "I'm sorry," "Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay." </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">And if tomorrow never comes, you'll have no regrets about today. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Anonymous</div>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-26915372686261107152011-01-09T09:09:00.003-05:002011-01-09T09:15:30.619-05:00To a Beautiful Person<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNPip8vUEnOOkoiD-s74Xn0JpZiC6Omw0B4S3_ZRJQrz5gWfmWS5KArmYLvszcrxojxDMu9M7Y7SMOYEahU-BhAuqPSScJ4tdwAckPnGC1V15uHldUJPtTg2IJrXG2irkdAWy3nfnN6EY/s1600/heaven.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560189401739315010" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNPip8vUEnOOkoiD-s74Xn0JpZiC6Omw0B4S3_ZRJQrz5gWfmWS5KArmYLvszcrxojxDMu9M7Y7SMOYEahU-BhAuqPSScJ4tdwAckPnGC1V15uHldUJPtTg2IJrXG2irkdAWy3nfnN6EY/s320/heaven.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">If God had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div align="center">If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">He sends you flowers every spring.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">He sends you a sunrise every morning.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Whenever you want to talk, He listens.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">He can live anywhere in the universe, but He chose...your heart.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Face it friends and family, He is crazy about you! God didn't promise days without pain, laughter</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">without sorrow, sun without rain, but He did promise strength for the day, comfort</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">for the tears, and light for the way.</div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Thanking God for my family!!!</div>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-73691159913253427662011-01-06T11:15:00.004-05:002011-01-06T11:41:41.931-05:00Letting Go<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpg5VU6EWrVuJes4qmjO0I7TvZrENW9n1B3pXPS5BuBxGoMENpIGDmB2iqW8XVPnhpuPOi3TNUp5lQEqImU21eBalWphtCn2lbxy4oPm9nCw3hlDC-lMl1vdw8iqCe7zvwFg4aHiRr4o/s1600/603617___boat__.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 300px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 224px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559114021920473682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUpg5VU6EWrVuJes4qmjO0I7TvZrENW9n1B3pXPS5BuBxGoMENpIGDmB2iqW8XVPnhpuPOi3TNUp5lQEqImU21eBalWphtCn2lbxy4oPm9nCw3hlDC-lMl1vdw8iqCe7zvwFg4aHiRr4o/s320/603617___boat__.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Author Unknown</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>To let go doesn't mean to stop caring;<br />It means I can't do it for someone else.<br />To let go is not to cut myself off...<br />It's the realization that I can't control another...<br />To let go is not to enable,<br />but to allow <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">learning</span> from natural consequences.<br />To let go is to admit powerlessness,<br />which mean the outcome is not in my hands.<br />To let go is not to try and change or blame another,<br />I can <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">only</span> change myself.<br />To let go is not to care for, but to care about.<br />To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.<br />To let go is not to judge,<br />but to allow another to be a human being.<br />To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,<br />but to allow others to affect their own outcomes.<br />To let go is not to be protective,<br />It is to permit another to face reality.<br />To let go is not to deny, but to accept.<br />To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,<br />but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.<br />To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,<br />but to take each day as it comes and cherish the moment.<br />To let go is not to <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">criticize</span> and regulate anyone,<br />but to try to become what I dream I can be.<br />To let go is not to regret the past,<br />but to grow and live for the future.<br />To let go is to fear less and love more.</div>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-48561008037191441062011-01-05T19:58:00.003-05:002011-01-05T20:08:15.629-05:00Reflections<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi7XBkW82C4Xf-6DxYC8c2KEmpHpshh3hUq4RHXmQE_N0uDVggvUZCHCgCu2FPmieQaR3uQJJICjAXZJ2Dqkrc2Pkz4cp45ANdXtX-__6lOPRQ99k7JpU-6tp5XbeDN95e0gvpKxiASk/s1600/title.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 314px; HEIGHT: 252px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558872941468773890" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCi7XBkW82C4Xf-6DxYC8c2KEmpHpshh3hUq4RHXmQE_N0uDVggvUZCHCgCu2FPmieQaR3uQJJICjAXZJ2Dqkrc2Pkz4cp45ANdXtX-__6lOPRQ99k7JpU-6tp5XbeDN95e0gvpKxiASk/s400/title.jpg" /></a><br /><div>"Who am I today?" I ask..</div><br /><div>And wonder if I ever know.</div><br /><div>I know the past has shaped me now,</div><br /><div>Even though the past was long ago.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>The little moments form a blur,</div><br /><div>The times both happy and sad,</div><br /><div>All the people I once knew,</div><br /><div>And the things I use to have.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>They all helped me to become</div><br /><div>Where, what, and who I am now,</div><br /><div>Because everything has influenced me,</div><br /><div>I'm not sure exactly how.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>But I'm thankful for the memories,</div><br /><div>Even of the people I have never really met,</div><br /><div>For the people I miss, the people I love,</div><br /><div>And even the people I like to forget.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>For these memories have helped me grow,</div><br /><div>They've made me calm, yet strong,</div><br /><div>And now there's a story to my life</div><br /><div>That they've been writing all along.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>So, thank you for the memories.</div><br /><div>Without them, I don't know who I'd be-</div><br /><div>Because somewhere among these memories</div><br /><div>Are the things that define me.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Anonymous</div>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-20117062783506203562011-01-04T15:36:00.006-05:002011-01-05T09:55:09.339-05:00Sister's Poem...A special dedication for 3 Sisters (Marquesha, Chastity, and Shoshana)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXnPida-z0q9S7FLwTLkSyIpYHn-snfWfdpsbKeMy4UM1xDP73Hyfvi-A-6x00fTIyOZVYXtCXSVUdNytaxOx2DfIH7FsD6b3DYjdsNW_rrpawNGwakgHO0sz3mfb6oltqWKdSylDpuhw/s1600/us.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 247px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558712405819144962" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXnPida-z0q9S7FLwTLkSyIpYHn-snfWfdpsbKeMy4UM1xDP73Hyfvi-A-6x00fTIyOZVYXtCXSVUdNytaxOx2DfIH7FsD6b3DYjdsNW_rrpawNGwakgHO0sz3mfb6oltqWKdSylDpuhw/s400/us.bmp" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">A girl writes about the special bond between her and her sisters. they are not always together in place but they are always together in spirit. Sometimes they fight, but nothing will ever break their special bond.<br /><br /><br />Three Sisters<br /><br />by Francis I. Gillispie<br /><br /></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;">We are three sisters<br /><br />Three sisters are we<br /><br />I love each of you,<br /><br />And I know you love me too.<br /><br /><br /><br />We're not always together,<br /><br />Life sometimes keeps us apart.<br /><br />But we're never separated<br /><br />We're in each other's heart.<br /><br /><br /><br />Now I know we've had our troubles,<br /><br />But we always get thru.<br /><br />The real message is you love me,<br /><br />And I also love you.<br /><br /><br /><br />We have had lots of good times<br /><br />That we will never forget<br /><br />Sometimes we worry<br /><br />And sometimes we fret<br /><br /><br /><br />But if God ever gave me<br /><br />Something special you see,<br /><br />It might have been the blessing of,<br /><br />Three sisters are we.<br /><br />The Lord above has gave me lots<br /><br />Of happiness and glee<br /><br />But the most special thing he did was<br /><br />Make us sisters, all three.<br /><br /><br /><br />Posted by Sheila Marabale via Facebook<br /><br />Dedicated on Chastity's birthday 12/31/2010</span></div>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-85503751425559754172011-01-04T15:08:00.006-05:002011-01-05T10:25:14.991-05:00Rest in Peace Chastity Boyd<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJ0feNgTnunFr2WTCDgY7RzdcDmTwfuzJu00K4bx3p5LC3c2DjlLXw9RhCV5aoKQkVtHI-epzrOgYp5t2qtBjbzJr21K9MHT996cybjQ41Ts4Q8NOC5vQjygpEsHyMhzwYr9MVyhW5OA/s1600/lily.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 221px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558723039295512290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkJ0feNgTnunFr2WTCDgY7RzdcDmTwfuzJu00K4bx3p5LC3c2DjlLXw9RhCV5aoKQkVtHI-epzrOgYp5t2qtBjbzJr21K9MHT996cybjQ41Ts4Q8NOC5vQjygpEsHyMhzwYr9MVyhW5OA/s320/lily.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Life is full of surprises. One minute you're here and the next minute you're gone.<br />God has seen will to call another one of His angels to come home.<br /><br />On January 17, 2010 Chastity Boyd was lifted to the Heavens to continue her work.<br />A child of God, a loving friend, and sister's work completed here on Earth.<br /><br />As she looks down upon us, she asks us not to fear or even do we need to weep.<br />For Heaven is her new home, her soul has moved but her body is just asleep.<br /><br />Chastity, you are a loving, kind, a sweet woman, whom we will all miss so.<br />Your inspiration and devotional words we shall continue to carry and hold.<br /><br />You no longer have worries, stress, or pain you will have to endure.<br />God has your back in all that you do, and this we know for sure.<br /><br />We never expected such a short life to come this quick or so fast.<br />Youre everlasting expressions and dedication will always last.<br /><br />Your beautiful smile we will never ever forget.<br />Having you in our lives, we will never regret.<br /><br />Although your body is absent here on this Earth,<br />Your soul has now endured a whole new birth.<br /><br />We know there comes a time when we will all be wit you again.<br />So we shall let you rest in peace as we say "see you later" my friend.<br /><br />Goodbyes are forever, so see you later is what we will say.<br />Chastity, we love you and will miss you and will see you again someday.<br /><br />Written by:<br />Tamara McMullen<br />January 19, 2010 </div>Chastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5852026260101802172.post-73106728267553027052011-01-04T09:59:00.003-05:002011-01-06T11:43:56.552-05:00A Year in Perspective....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoQCFWOTWoaLrRZnhtuCbDM4KqzXX_i2awPiJAqWIGF5GiGqTgsyRYF_6AyzKbwNpKSEd-XRQoj0THcPbcfiYzFAnkbrowqh81weT3hu6wSuL2VZ055hIADGr15kGTEHF_anO7grxl34o/s1600/angel.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 100px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 66px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558710318293981186" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoQCFWOTWoaLrRZnhtuCbDM4KqzXX_i2awPiJAqWIGF5GiGqTgsyRYF_6AyzKbwNpKSEd-XRQoj0THcPbcfiYzFAnkbrowqh81weT3hu6wSuL2VZ055hIADGr15kGTEHF_anO7grxl34o/s400/angel.jpg" /></a><br />Well, its taken me a whole year almost to get this page together for you. I wanted to leave something behind that is a daily journal for not only your family members that truly love and miss you, but a testimonial to each and every person that visits this page in which their lives was also touched by your existance.<br /><br />It's truly been a rough 2010 since you've been gone and we are embarking on your 1 year Homegoing Anniversary date. It's been a very testing time for us all, full of the 1sts without you. Birthdays, graduations, first Easter, first Thanksgiving, first Christmas, and even first New Year's Eve - your birthday!!! And even when we sit and think about how much we miss you dearly with the tears ferociously flowing, we are comforted and delighted that you were and are a child of God and His plans for you to be with Him was no mistake!!!<br /><br />We take life and the people in them for granted most of the time. I'll admit it, I have too! We are all human. Yet, it saddens my heart because I know you were going through some things and I only wished that I could've reached out a little more being the eldest sibling. Even in the midst of it all, you prayed and you worshipped God like there was no tomorrow. Your perseverance and faith is what inspires me each day!! No more disappointments, no more regret. No more pain and sorrow, what ever it was that life threw at you, your struggles are finally over!! So cheers to your life, your memories, and one day we will definitely meet again!!!...I love you lil sis!!<br /><br />MarqueshaChastity Ariel Boydhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14793927044091513030noreply@blogger.com0