Boy! I just realized how long it has been since I blogged. I have been so busy lately. I have been up to creative endeavors, as well as spending 6 weeks with bronchitis. I coughed so hard that I broke my own ribs. They are still healing, but let me tell you… OUCH! LOL!
I’ve also read a number of books. I am reading the Richard Paul Evans series “The Walk”. Number four in the series came out and I had pre-ordered it for my Kindle. I had them read in two days. I love this series! I actually thought it would end with this book, but no, there is still one more to come. It reminds me of when we rented “The Hobbit”. I had no idea it was going to be more than one movie. Then I talked to my son and he said the it was going to be THREE movies. Anyhow, I digress… “The Walk” has been a great read! I can’t imagine taking a walk from Seattle to Key West, as the main character does, but I enjoy reading about his adventures both good and bad. Evans is such an accomplished author. He makes you fall in love with the characters.
One of the most basic of needs is a a feeling of roots. It has been said that we need to know where we come from to know where we are going.
Whenever a new child is born, comments about who the child looks like are a certainty. Whether we have a nose like Grandpa or the eyes of Uncle Joe and a chin like Grandma we know where we come from.
Caroline Myss calls it a feeling of “tribe”. It is the root system that grounds us.
Now I realize that not all children grow up in their biological family, but they can still have that sense of where they come from. A sense of security from those who love them.
I think that one of the most devastating forces is the destruction of family.
Last week was my oldest grandson’s birthday. He is 5. It was also Dear Hubby’s birthday (same day). So we celebrated with my daughter and her family. My daughter is an amazingly talented cake decorator. Last year she made a submarine with an octopus on it. This year she made a “Transformer’s” cake. Both Trapper and Thatcher were thrilled with the cake. Trapper because he loves Transformers and Thatcher because there were little balls of fondant that he could swipe off the cake when no one was looking.
I have learned a lot about these two little boys in the last year.
I have begun indexing names for Family Search.org
I am having such a great time doing it! It might not be for everyone. My dear Hubby says that for him it would become tedious and he would quit. For me it is an adventure!
Today I was indexing names from people who sailed on the Queen Mary! How cool is that?
I saw that in 1946 there was a young man working on a ship since the age of 11. Incredible! And kids today think they have it hard. Ha!
Over Christmas I made homemade Christmas cards! It was so fun! Next I made a card to send to my niece who is getting married. Now I am working on Valentine’s Day.
Here is the wedding card.
If you’d like to take a gander at what I did for Christmas there are a few examples here.
I was thinking about how we get through the rough days. What do we cling to that keeps us going?
Yesterday I had a seizure and felt like crap. My sweet husband came home and jumped right in to help make dinner. He is so good to me!
Today I’m still not up to my usual self. I came across something that was sent to me years ago, by an online friend. I’ve seen a few variations of the words. It was later put to music and used in hymnals. These words got me through so much. I think it is just beautiful! So I thought I’d share it with you today.
Not Knowing – by Mary G. Brainard – written in the 1800s
I know not what shall befall me,
God hangs a mist o’re my eyes,
And at each step of my onward path
He makes new scenes to rise,
And every joy He sends me comes
As a sweet and glad surprise.
When I was a kid I was one of those quiet, nerdy types. I pretty much stayed to myself and a small group of friends. I was a latch key kid before they ever called it that. Both of my parents were gone during the day and I came home to an empty house.
I found solace in books. When you open a book you enter a whole new world. You can be anything or go anywhere.
In 5th grade my teacher had a contest of some sort. I don’t recall if I took 1st, 2nd or 3rd. What I remember is the prize.
My teacher, Mrs Rubel, gave me a book called “Algonquin the story of a great dog”. Oh my goodness I was so excited to get that book! I think looking back that I drove my poor teacher nuts that day. I was so delighted that I actually won a prize. I’m sure my eagerness was a bit distracting
I think that when I write the word “windfall” we all probably think of money. It is after all something that we all need. However, there are other languages that we speak. I speak paint. 😀
Years ago (15 or more) I had a huge collection of acrylic paints… hundreds. However, I was in the early years of being a single mom. I worked 60 hours a week and tried to keep up with four wonderful children. Painting took a back seat and eventually no seat at all. So I had the paint but no time. Eventually the paints dried up and I threw them all away.
Now I have time but I had minimal acrylic paints.
I found an ad on Craigslist for paints. A lady was getting ready to move and so she was getting rid of all of her paints.
Okay, I am going to admit to you, right off the bat, that I am not a great conversationalist. It is an area in which I really struggle.
In my former life I was a juvenile probation officer. I dealt with people each day. There were objectives to be met, direct reasons to be talking to someone. I actually have great interviewing skills. I have been trained in conflict resolution, de-escalating anger etc.
However, it doesn’t always translate over into talking to people on a personal level. It seems sad to say that I would have to read a book on how to have a conversation.
Some people come by the gift of words quite naturally. Some of my four children are great conversationalists! They have that ability to tell a story in such a way that you are completely wrapped up in what they are saying! Their thoughts just flow. It didn’t come from me that is for sure!
Today I heard someone say that life is a mirror. If we are a positive person we attract positive people. If we are judgmental we associate with judgmental people. If we are a cheat or a thief, we make a place in our lives for people who are cheats and thieves to enter our lives.
Not too long ago a book called The Secret became a best seller on the topic of the Law of Attraction. Really the idea has been around for eternities, because there are some laws of the universe that just are. You can’t violate the law of attraction because it goes on our lives whether we acknowledge it or not.
Have you ever known someone to change their whole surroundings to get away from certain friends, just to find that exact type of friends in their new place?
The story goes that there was a young man who was considering moving into a new town. He asked a local man, who was sitting out on his porch, what the people were like in the town. The local asked him, “What were the people like where you came from?”