Hi, my name is Stacey…Stacey Leigh Weaks-McDanald. I’m the baby. Of three badass sisters.
WEjust lost one. To pancreatic cancer. ALL OF US LOST HER!! She was the purist soul I have known. She was a Flower Child. A daughter to our Creator.
She is a badass. But she had a hard life. Buried 7 (SEVEN) husbands. Not a black widow. Just a lifestyle choice.
A fellow addict. Like me. 5 (FIVE) years sober!!!
And she was, too. Off and on.
That’s not the story.
The story is this:
I am a 35 year veteran nurse. And I know my shit. It’s not a job. It’s a calling. And I would do it for free, but I’m good, and they pay me.
but no one has paid me lately. My priorities shifted. Not me, not my business, not my bank account.
my sister. My family. That, that is what matters. And, of course, my creator. The Divine Physician, Alpha and Omega-Beginning and End.
I explained everything like this, I use a sports metaphor, because most people can understand that.
it’s simple.
life is simple, people muck it up!
we are given 10 rules (Ten Commandments) and a Play Book (the Bible). Simple, right?
NO!
Because God also gives us Free Will.
He wants us to come to him of our own volition.
But, people run wild with that Free Will.
they think they know better. They do not.
”They”…?!!!
”They” focus on more, more more more. And I understand that, because I am an addict.
But, my new addiction is: life. God. Helping to lead others to Him. When I wake up, which is odd hours, because I had a stroke in 2014. Yes, a stroke. A hemorrhagic stroke. I also had cancer in 1993 and I also beat back addiction, for now, in 2021.
So-that’s the three, you’ve heard everything comes in threes. And I’ll take three more. Gladly. I am unafraid. but, I would like to have a little break to do some work, to be a good soldier, for God. In God‘s army.
I have been in seven states in about seven or eight weeks. And in Oregon: I enlisted in the US Army. A-Med-go in a Captain. When they clear me through DOD, Department of Homeland Security and the Department of Health and Human Services. I already have been cleared with FBI. ALL nurses are. Did you know that? The one bedside is a government agent of sorts.
I have been homeless since August 2024. I just happen to have enough money to get a hotel room. Hilton honors program. Which, is not always that honorable. Because it takes me two hours to check in when I use their app. Something I’ve let them know. That’s an IT problem and theirs. (And not the story!)
here it is in a nutshell, she went to Knoxville, Tennessee with her middle daughter, Dawn. And Dan‘s husband, Jay, is a trained EMS worker.
and my sister and her family have had a hard life. They’ve had a lot of fights and some estrangement. And they needed some time to work some things out and say some things that needed to be said. And that did not include me.
So, I ran, to Charleston SC. A place that I’ve been for the last 25 years with my family.
Here is the meat of the story.
My sister, Linda K, got me. I mean got me.
She is the only one on this planet with my DNA and a shared family. By blood. And now? Now she’s not on this rock anymore.
But, she let go. I mean, she let go and let God. That’s what I say every day, every day.
And now that she let go. And she’s in the Kingdom. I need help getting her cremated and back to Kentucky-home on this rock.
where her chosen family and blood family can send her pure, restored, no longer a victim of life’s tortuous events…a Big and Proper standoff for the ages!! Epic!!
Will you help me? My family?? Linda.
Anything. Anything: even your prayers!!
I have never done this and may do it wrong!!
Help me!
