Once Upon A Time… He Found Her and then…

April 17th, 2021

Once upon a time book

From the original 2016 Post updated

This is the story about a girl who met a boy who loved the girl completely, totally, unconditionally almost from the moment he met her.

It is about a girl who was so skittish, she never let anyone get close to her. Never let people know her inside, what she was really thinking. No one. Ever. The plot revolves around the boy overcoming the girl’s insurmountable obstacles to help her achieve her wildest dream, True Love.

Warning: this is not a fairy tale. 

Once upon a time in a desolate land, long ago, there was a girl who’d been single for twelve years. She had told God that she would never marry again, never, ever, ever, unless He wrote in the sky, “Girl, this is the one I have for you!” (and we all know how often THAT happens).

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Two weeks before the girl met the boy, a total stranger told the girl, “God said for me to tell you that you will meet the one He has for you in the next two weeks.” He also told the girl a lot of details like, “When you do meet him, don’t share that with anyone” and “You will be happier than you’ve ever been in your entire life.” 

Okaaaaay.  But the girl did sit down and type up everything he told her (*whisper* just in case). Hope prevailed while common sense said, “No way.”

One day at the Nuclear Elf Factory, the girl and boy met. The Nuclear Elf Factory frowned on office relationships, thus the “don’t tell” part the girl was told. They met a few days before the girl’s birthday. By this time, she had almost forgotten about what that stranger said so she wasn’t even thinking about it. Her guard wasn’t up. She was unsuspecting.

The boy told the girl hello. The boy and girl chatted in her cubicle. It came out that he was being stalked by an evil witch who decided he would be her next husband. He totally disagreed but she wasn’t listening.

He asked the girl to be his fake date to the church Valentine banquet to get this evil witch off his trail. Of course, being the sweet girl she was (*wink wink*), the girl said yes. She had had a stalker once, too. It’s so nice to have things in common right off the bat!

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By the time our boy and girl went to the Valentine’s Day banquet 5 weeks later, they were secretly engaged. She had an engagement ring on a golden chain around her neck. (Well, until they told people, she couldn’t wear it in public now, could she?!)

Two weeks after that (seven weeks to the day after they magically met), they were married in a small evening service. Alpha Hubby and Alpha Son also had a binding ceremony, Father and Son.

Twenty-seven years, 1 months and 3-1/2 days ago, the girl met, fell in love with and married her Knight in Shining Armor. In all these years, his armor has never tarnished. He loves the girl so boldly and unconditionally that she sometimes wonders what’s the matter with him! 

HE loves her.  He LOVES her.  He loves HER

It is so breathtaking that sometimes she sits on the porch he built her, in the rocking chair he bought her, still in awe and thinking about how good God has been to her, to bring this boy across her pathway. And at times, when she comes across the notes she wrote after the total stranger told her the things he did, she is amazed how true everything he said was and how it all came to pass.

She truly is happier than she has ever been in her life. Her cousin, Cindere**a, had nothing on our girl when it came to drama and evil step … er…  talking mice? Evil cats? Psycho-exes?  Singing sadly,In my own little corner, in my own own little chair I can be whatever I want to be“? 

The girl can’t even describe it sometimes because it is hard to wrap the mind around the fact that 27, 1 month and 3-1/2 years later, he still loves her madly, passionately and completely.

More so, actually. 

In the end, faith and hope prevailed and she finally gets the one thing she always wanted:  to be loved unconditionally by a hero. And to have True Love.

Baby, thank you for twenty-seven years, 1 month and 3-1/2 days, each day better than the last. For twenty-seven years, 1 month and 3-1/2 days of unbelievable love – sometimes warm and fuzzy, but mostly insanely hot and passionate!

Thank you for adventures, oceans, seashells, making me the best fudge and mashed potatoes ever, snowmen, seashells, laughter, seashells, and all my dreams and wishes coming true, in you. And seashells.

You are so much better than anything I could have dreamed up.

When God writes it in the sky (and He does), you can safely take a chance!

The Beginning. There is no end in a True Love story. It just keeps on getting better and better.

Next Phase: April 8, 2021, 2 pm –  this love of my life decided to go raise cattle in heaven. God did not take him; God did receive him. Probably curious why he was there early.


For those who asked, the funeral bill is down to $300. I have no words for those of you who chose to honor Leland this way – and blessed me over and above. Just thank you.

Leland W Loyd Obit

April 13th, 2021

Leland Morning smile

Leland Loyd was born November 23,1951, in Laclede County, Missouri. He married the love of his life, Nan Cook, in 1994. He suddenly went on to heaven far too soon. Leland was an amazing husband, father, grandfather, and friend who will be missed very much.

He worked at Arkansas Nuclear One in Russellville, AR. He then raised beef cattle. He was passionate about cattle and wanted healthy beef that people could afford. His customers meant everything to him. 

He was a man of strong faith. He was also a man of integrity, honesty, honor, and was very funny. He had a few true close friends, but he had two who meant so much to him, Waguih Wahba and Chuck Vincent. 

He and his wife shared an incredible relationship. She created a website based on their love, littleblackdressdiaries.com. He shared his passion with her and was working with her on a book about the cattle – who bossed him around. He also talked about the times he believed angels intervened and often helped him with the cattle. His accounts were heartwarming and funny, often at his expense. 

He is survived by his wife of 27 years, Nan Cook Loyd; one brother, Richard; three sons, Jeremy of Illinois, Joshua of Arkansas and David of Illinois (two daughters); and three grandchildren Austin, Mekenzy and Savannah of Illinois. 

He will be sorely missed but as Joshua said, “Now, 40 years from now or 100 years from now would be too soon for him to leave us.”

It was an honor being his wife.


Several people approached me about how they can help. They helped in a tangible way, helping pay the Funeral Home bill. It’s down to $936  $300 $75 now (thank you so much, you have no idea) so I’ve had a total miracle. 


Life Goes On But It Hurts

April 9th, 2021

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The love of my life and best friend, the one I created this blog about, suddenly passed away today (4/8/20). VERY suddenly, as in unexpected. One minute he was fine, the next he made a choking noise and was gone. Nothing was wrong with him (he was very healthy) and the ER doctor didn’t know exactly what did happen. I know the devil attacked. I know God didn’t do this.

I’m angry with him for leaving me here alone. We had such an amazing, unbelievable relationship. God brought him into my life 28 years ago when I was 40 and thought there were no more Knights in Shining Armor.

I’ve never met a man like him. He knew me. He was the spark of light in my life I never expected. He made me laugh when I wanted to be upset. He understood me in ways no one else ever has, even my parents. He was romantic, thoughtful, he loved my singing and was always asking me to sing his songs for him. 

He loved God with all his heart. I hope Jesus is asking, “What are you doing here? You had an assignment to finish.”  I wish he would just come back into his body, sit up and freak everyone out at the funeral home. 

Best friend, lover – what am I going to do without you? You were the only one who faithfully commented on both websites. You believed in and supported my dreams. You were the fun, joy, happiness, and laughter on this faith adventure we had going on together. I’m do glad I got to experience True Love.

I know you’re having a Welcome Home party in heaven. I suspect my mom is going to punch you in the nose for leaving me. I love you to the moon and back and will miss you so much I can’t take it right now. God will take care of me but I wish you were here. We didn’t have enough time. What happened to 120?


I am going to be moving from this place where we were temporarily living.  I will be back online once I figure out where I can go and who I am without Leland. I cannot allow a spirit of grief to overtake me. I’m raw right now but God will put me back together. I’m posting this on all our websites.

Do Not Think It Is Over

January 21st, 2021

Thought to ponder:

Just because you stand in a barn and call yourself a cow doesn’t make you a cow.

Just because you stand in an office and call yourself a president…


Christians and people standing for what is right and for righteousness – don’t give up your hope and confidence. Do not be concerned with what you see and hear. There are things going on behind the scenes. Covert isn’t covert if you tell everybody. Dates don’t mean a thing to God. Trust and have faith. He created the universe. You think He will allow this to stand?



For those who need scriptural basis: Mark 11:22, HAVE FAITH IN GOD.

Our ministry website: anointedwordministries.org (awm7.org)


Letter to My President, Donald J Trump

January 11th, 2021

Dear President Donald J. Trump and First Lady Melania Trump.

My husband and I believe in you. We stand with you and want you to know you are not alone. There are millions of people who have not wavered in their trust in you.

We believe God put you in office, especially for such a time as this. It took a strong man and woman to deal with what we are seeing in politics today. It took a man who could not be compromised. A man who could not be bought. A man who listens to God, trusts God and knows America needs God.

You have been vilified by the press from Day 1, no, before that. They have lied and totally suppressed and ignored all the good you’ve done for America. Worst of all, so many American people believe the lies. They believe that the main stream media and social media were giving them facts. They took joy in insulting you, and saying and re-posting the lies so they spread to others.

Recently they bought into all the lies about January 6, 2021. I won’t go into that except to say that you have stood strong and firm. You are not a weak-willy who bends in the face of strife and hubris. So much hubris. My favorite word. Hubris: overbearing pride or presumption; arrogance. 

You have been honest and forthright. You have not wavered in the face of gross betrayal from so many of those around you. We can’t even imagine how that has felt but we are glad you stood your ground for the good of America.

You have tirelessly worked to empty the swamp. There isn’t just a swamp. No, underneath that swamp there is a viper pit. Thank you for working to discover all. 

You took on a job to Make America Great again, not realizing it hasn’t been great in an unbelievably long time, even generations. Yet to those of us behind you, we believe you have started a good job. We also believe you will have four more years to do more. 

Faith means not going by what one sees and hears.  It means to trust God no matter what your surroundings say. Sir, Ma’m – have faith that God has your backs. Have faith that right and righteousness will overcome darkness. Every single time.

First Lady Melania, we know you can handle it until all see the truth they’re ignoring – not like it but handle it – because you are one strong woman. You are the very definition of a true First Lady. You both represent us and our America.

No, it’s not fun to be the light in a place that looks totally surrounded by darkness. I know Someone else who stood against darkness; He won. You win, too.

We are proud to call you our President and First Lady.

Leland and Nan Loyd


Let me end this post by saying that I know people won’t agree with me. I don’t care. I know most people out there haven’t even bothered to research the massive amount of evidence and proof. They just took the media’s word for it. I don’t care.

This is not about you, this is about me and a letter to my President and First Lady (and the honorable people who have stood by them). It’s my website. I pay for it. I can express what I want. I’m not asking you to agree.  I will delete any derogative, ugly, untruthful, and rude comment. I’ve seen enough out there. I’m not going to put up with that here.

2020 – I Love The Way He Loves Me

January 3rd, 2020

I am not going to do a motivational post about resolutions, changes, goals, and the like. People focus on leaving behind things that are not good – like not exercising.

I am focusing on things I want to drag into this new year. I am dragging in Alpha Hubby and his ways of romancing me.

I am leaving behind the things I “might” think are… ummmm… perhaps, aggravating?

I mean, really. He is an amazing man and husband. REALLY amazing. However, I think there is a disconnect in his brain that, after 25 years and 10 months, he should have pieced together and figured out.

There have been pantries that he built me for what I’m about to reveal. Both houses we’ve been in, he built me incredible pantry areas or rooms. Those might have been a clue?

This crime? The “We still have some left (in the jar, on the roll, etc.,)” versus “I don’t want to run out.” I even have a system wherein once I begin to use the next to the last of something, I make a note on the shopping list to pick up another to replace it. I like having a surplus of needed and necessary items.

Alpha Hubby? He’s of the camp that, “We can always make a run to the store.” My camp says, “I hate running out so I like surplus.” Plus, there is no way I want to use tissue or paper towels when I run out of toilet paper.

It is the difference in the way he thinks and the way I think. Should I let this aggravate me?

Well, tonight he was in the living room playing love songs loud enough to reach the room I marked as my office. This one from YouTube above is one of them. There are several tear-jerk songs he plays that always melt my heart. It’s a way he expresses his love for me.

So, on one hand we have the difference of “meh” and “more than enough” versus romantic love songs we can dance to in the living room. Which do you think is more important to me?

Hand me the Kleenex box, baby! I may be out of toilet paper but I love the way you love me!