callmeloquacious

We were in Texas with my Uncle Robert, my mom’s eldest brother. His voice, warm and gravely, a voice I always equated to being home. A Dr. Pepper and coffee drinker. His dining room contained multiple televisions, turned on to different channels, on mute. I sat there listening to these siblings, these friends talking. He and my mom sharing stories. My Aunt Dee adding in her voice, while laughing and cooking.

In one of those moments, he talked about his Daddy, my Grandpa. Grandpa would name all of his grandsons. Uncle Robert continued that tradition after Grandpa was gone. On this day though, he decided that I also needed a special name.

In my family, and those close enough to know me, know my ability to talk, to be “Loquacious.” And then there’s the inside crazy, a little loca (in Spanish). Along with that my little quirks that make me, wholly me, serious on the outside, excited on the inside. “Locqua, he decided. A little crazy. A lot talkative. My new name, Locqua.

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2025 arrived and I determined that it was going to be the year to thrive. (2025, the year to thrive— did I mention my quirkiness earlier?) The year to find myself again. To find WHO I am. Not just what I do, but who I am in my guts. What makes me laugh. What makes my heart sing. Of course there are my boys, all five of them. At the end of the day, when all of my boys are asleep and my chores are all done, what brings me joy?

When asking myself that, I had to go back to the beginning. Back to the Blog beginning. Back when I loved writing just because. It was at that beginning that I said to my mom, “What do I have to say (that people would want to read)? I am just every day.”

And to that she replied, “But you make everyday whip cream and chocolate.” And that spoke to me because, well I love chocolate, and that’s me on the inside. My excited guts believing that something good is going to happen, and it’s going to be the best day ever. It’s me wanting to spread chocolate and top it off with whip cream. Me knowing that even if, even when, life is hard, God is always good. God is always there. That’s the story I want to tell. So here I am loquacious with a website.

Tomorrow (in 15 minutes, today) will be the 5th anniversary since I married Honey. The last 5 years were amazing. They went quickly, like a blink. But they were also hard. We (my family and I) did enough living to last a lifetime. But the stories that have come from that are abundant. No matter what comes, thrive. Live. Enjoy. Use whip cream. Thank God daily, all day long. Sprinkle glitter. Eat cilantro. (I love cilantro.)

“I don’t know what comes next anymore.” (Yes, I’m a nerd, it’s a quote from Star Trek.) I actually never did know what was coming next. But I know it’ll be good. I know it’ll be exciting. And there will be chocolate. And I know at the end of the day God is there.

And this my friends, was just a little note full of randomness.
From me,
Locqua