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It is now time to celebrate the life of my brother. I am processing this one day at a time. It is hard to realize that  no matter what are plans are life throws us constant curves and challenges we never would have imagined. It is hard to see my once large family dwindling in number. How I used to love to see him at family functions and gatherings. He was smart, funny and very charismatic. He was a good husband and father and grandfather. The world is a lesser place without him.

If Oregon Militiamen are Terrorists why is it that there are no deaths being reported, no people beheaded, raped or burned alive? That they occupied an EMPTY federal building, a protest in which no one was injured or killed? Why is it people like Montel Williams are calling for their death? This "Terroristic" activity has not burned or looted 1 business? Yet other groups are calling for the death of police, and even white people in general but somehow that narrative is being skipped over? How do people not see the hypocrisy in this?

Have you ever noticed that penny on the ground? Most people just pass it by. They view it as not worth their time, that it is covered in yuck and therefore holds no value but here is the thing. It does have value if for no other reason that it is currency, never mind it has a history, it has a purpose and that it has been dropped, discarded and forgotten all of that does not negate the fact it still has worth.

Have you ever noticed that excitement a toddler has when discovering that discarded and forgotten penny?

Maybe you even told your toddler that is yucky, put it down. Did that diminish it's value to the child? The Child saw a penny, and it had worth not because it was currency, but for one simple reason, it simply was. Over time we lose that enthusiasm for simple things, such as that penny. Not because it is yucky, but because we are taught it is yucky and not worth our time. Over time, we apply the same thoughts and actions to people.

All people are like that penny, we start off shiny and new. Somewhere along the way we get put in a cupholder for a time, maybe a drawer forgotten and maybe even discarded. Every person great and small has a history. We each have a story. We each have worth. No matter the choices we make, no matter the heartbreak, no matter. People always have worth.

Have you ever noticed the homeless guy begging for money. No words are spoke, just the little sign that says "Hungry, Please Help." I have. I have even been guilty of giving him whatever I had on me, but that is where it ended. I left the penny on the ground and moved on. I have never asked, what is your name? For that I am ashamed. So here is my challenge to you. The next time you find that penny, pick it up, care for it but most of all do not simply walk on by. Start by posting this everywhere using the #PeopleHaveWorth Then share an example of your story....are you the Penny, The Toddler or the person who walked on by?

Some people believe Destiny and Fate are the same....I beg to differ.

It is the devil in the details or simply the spin in the yarn.....it is my belief that your Fate is what you are born into, it is the beginning and underlying theme of your life's story. It is the one thing you do not control. Destiny is the outcome of your fate....what you do that leads you to your eventuality. Destiny is something you decide, for each decision you make leads you to your destiny. So Fate is saying you were born into mediocrity....Destiny tells us what you did with that for better or for worse, becoming the star of your dreams or the victim of your own tragedy.

So the question is what is keeping you from your destiny?

The short answer is you.

Let it sink in and get back to me

....I am going to stick with my original diagnosis made in 2003.....I am Lazy....this is a debilitating disease. The only real difference between then and now - is I am a Lazy Pirate today