I’ve had quite the month. When you think of the word “victorious” what comes to mind? For me, it’s being able to accomplish goals and stand in the face of adversity and speak His words to dominate the evil trying to attack me. No weapon formed shall prosper. Is that deep? Well, so is life. It often helps with my writing and it helps me stay grounded. This month, my husband and I were about to announce the soon-to-be arrival of a new little member of our family. We were at the 12-week mark and then at the doctor’s office while trying to get a better look at our little baby, we discovered that his/her little heart had stopped and we would have to heal and try again. It was hard. I remember the shock that overcame me and hearing Bruce cry in the background while holding my stepson. Tears. So many tears and so much adversity. But I spoke His praises despite my pain. Thank you, Lord for taking away the sting of death. Our little angel is gone to heaven. And I believe that He will bless us again. Still, it left me feeling a little blue. Then two weeks later, this last Thursday, while trying to leaving my office after a long and trying day, I heard the distinct sound of a hand gun behind me. Two rounds. I searched my purse, but my keys were at the bottom of it. No time. So, I turned to find a co-worker who was standing frozen in fear. The bullets were still whizzing. I pushed her inside of her car, dove into her back seat and called the police. 911 was busy. So I called my husband. His only words were, “I’m on my way.” He called dispatch and headed straight to me. Two weeks ago, my baby died. Thursday, I almost died, just being in the wrong place at the wrong time while some couple got into it on our premises or whatever. God is good. He kept me. And although I should feel shook up, I’m only grateful for another day. Funny, I was just telling my mother that. I told her that the real blessing in this life was to wake up and have another day. And boy, did my words resonate with me over the weekend. But it hasn’t stopped me. None of it. If anything, it’s made my purpose and drive clearer and given me one more testimony. I have many. So, I’m happy to share this with you. Gabriel’s Regret is going to be a great book, one of a man coming of age in his own right. I’m going to enjoy this book and every other that I write, because I have a great LIFE and I’m living it.