How “Soon” is Soon?

Dear Reader:

Don’t most of us remember, as a child, asking how much longer a trip would take, that extremely annoying question to parents on long trips…in the form of “Are we there yet?” or “How much longer do we have to sit in this old car before we get there?“…and the adult response was always the same…that elusive word that drives us all crazy, honestly, at any age… “Soon!” 

That tiny word with so many time possibilities…none of which ever gives us the concrete answer we seek.

One summer when I was probably around six or seven and just starting to learn letters and words…I asked Grandmother to show me the letters in ” S O O N and then point out where they were written on the hall clock, in the parlor, so I could watch the “hands” of time click there.

After all…every time I asked Grandmother when something was going to happen or when we could do something we were waiting on…the response always came back “soon” and she would point to the hall clock…so I naturally assumed “Soon” was a time everyone could see clearly on the face of a clock.  🙂

Grandmother wisely told me that they were magical letters that only she could see…so that was the end of that “curious” question.

My desire for this knowledge was stemmed in pure gluttony.

You see grandmother came up with this great idea when we spent time in the summer at the farm. If we grandchildren did what we were told, our chores, every afternoon (while Grandmother took a much deserved nap) we would each get a few coins put in our hands.

Then my brothers and I could take our coins and run down the dirt road to Uncle Herschel’s country store to get a pack of peanuts to drop in our individual chosen beverage ..Dr. Pepper, Nehi Orange or Grape drink…or just a plain coke. (My beverage of choice!)

It was our daily reward for helping out around the farm when we spent time there…the highlight of the day!

But before it could happen…our own Wizard of Oz…(grandmother) had to magically turn “Soon” into “Now.” She, apparently, was the only one who knew when the clock had reached the final “soon.” (Very smart grandmother!)

And how about now? Don’t we all wish a myriad of possibilities in response to the word “soon?”

As children, the majority of the time, we always wanted things to happen sooner rather than later…(except for school starting) things like weekends, movies, games, parties, vacations, sleep-overs, etc.

But as we grow older...”soon” begin to takes on more and more “inverted” meanings that leave us wishing for more “later” responses to our questions.

Right now positive “soon’s”  fall under categories like “Soon we hope to all get vaccinated from this terrible coronavirus and send it speeding out of our lives” or “We pray the soon-to-be inauguration takes place peacefully and in dignity while our country starts to heal.”

Yet…doesn’t “later” start to play into our lives more as we get older? We realize that many good news scenarios, especially dealing with health issues…starts with “Later” now…as in treatments can wait until “later” since one’s vitals are stable right now.

“Soon” a change in our living conditions might need to be addressed…but not now…not until “later.”

As we age…the old adage “Better sooner than later” doesn’t always apply… we leave medical offices elated that some health crisis has abated enough to be given a “later” status for more procedures or surgeries… instead of a “right now” or very “soon” status.

***The Get-Well “Soon”card today (title picture) makes us pause and re-think this seemingly benevolent greeting…In reality, however…Don’t we really wish that the card recipient gets “better now rather than “sooner?” 🙂

So until tomorrow…

During these turbulent times in our lives…Let’s  hope and pray that “soon” the coronavirus will be a distant memory and “soon” our country and its citizens will have drawn closer to the goals in life we all share…wanting the best for our growing families and their individual American dreams… reaching fulfillment?

Honey sent me this beautiful picture of her views on Pinnacle Mountain, looking out over the lovely snow scenes…then she texted me back later in the morning and said it was already snowing again…the video was breath-taking.

I told Honey I had to live vicariously through her and Mike with snow scenes…I adore watching it snow…the rarity of it, in the low country, only makes her photo even more special to me right now.

*I went to the store Sunday, got all the fixings for my home made soup (actually mom’s…call it Lucille’s soup)…put it on low on the burner and went to work on the blog post in my bedroom “office”…only to finish and walk back into a burnt smoking soup pot kitchen.

I was saddened…that soup was going to last me all week…I plopped down after opening all the windows and fans to get the smoke out…(actually have a faulty burner…since the arrow was still on “low”) and started glancing at  texts that had come in while I was writing the post…there was one from Susan telling me she had left  some Taco soup on the white bench on the porch.

Susan, it was delicious!!!!!!!! Perfect timing! A “God Wink”!

🙂

*Remember the “snowman” birdfeeder I got for Christmas…By now his head and chest are gone leaving only the last round “stomach” piece of him.

But the “snowman” sure has fed a lot of hungry birds with our chilly rainy days…it is giving its all…the ultimate sacrifice for others. 🙂

 

 

 

 

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Waiting to Exhale…

Dear Reader:

Does anyone else out there feel like I have been feeling since last March and most of last year…like I am holding my breath with so many scary unknowns still ‘circling the wagons?’

Watching the pandemic go from just one or two known cases of the corona virus (in our country) early last year to a pandemic in a matter of weeks was like riding an out-of-control roller coaster off the tracks. Terrifying!

I kept holding my breath as we all watched the number of cases climb so rapidly that scenes of hospitals… filled to capacity and then overflowing…became the “norm” and not the exception…these pictures kept me up at nights… re-living the scenes.

Even more disconcerting were the mixed messages we kept receiving concerning the seriousness of this virus…I felt like I was living in ‘limbo’ wondering how medicine and informed doctors and researchers and political leaders could be so out of tune with each other.

Every time there was a new wave of cases or repercussions from massive unemployment to safety in education… I found myself holding my breath again…the people now being affected were my friends, my neighbors, my family, my grandchildren.

When I went for my physical a few months back…I was told to slowly hold my breath until I was told to exhale so the doctor could check my heart and respiratory system. I quickly inhaled…but when my doctor told me to exhale…I hesitated before finally blowing the air out.

When she looked at me questioningly,  I confessed that I had gotten in the bad habit of holding my breath with all the upsetting media news on a continuous basis.

In response…I got a wink and was informed that I was not alone in my struggle to release all my pent up emotions with one big exhale. Consciously or unconsciously many people were doing the same thing…in their attempt to control something in an environment that seemed completely out of control

Like me…Did you try reassuring yourself that if we could just get past certain dates and events last year…then the world would turn itself right side up again? We would be able to exhale with a huge sigh of relief and then actually start breathing normally again?

But instead, even with all our prayerful hopes for the new year- 2021…Covid, not only didn’t go away, it returned with a vengeance…and the election didn’t end the disunity…it only exacerbated the problem.

The only solution I see to this problem is a massive uprising…an uprising of kindness!

If all of us could take our minds off ourselves and our opinions and ideas and instead go do something good for someone else who deserves a break in this world…an act of random kindness…we just might see a lasting effect that could pull many citizens back together again.

So until tomorrow…

“Human kindness has never weakened the stamina or softened the figure of a free people. A nation does not have to be cruel to be tough.” — Franklin D. Roosevelt

“Today is my favorite day” Winnie the Pooh

 

 

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The Splendor of Life in Our Country

Dear Reader:

Yesterday was a  chilly Saturday morning following a dark, turbulent week in our country’s history…I think many of us feel like the Calgon beauty bath commercial… just” Take me away.” 

In fact…I found myself yesterday morning pulling up the top ten most beautiful places in the world, then the United States, and finally the top ten sites within 200 miles of where one lived. *(Thus the title picture of the Blue Ridge Parkway over-looking the Appalachian Mountains. It is breath-taking!)

…And that brings us to another special need. Because Covid is at its worst again… we are more isolated and secluded from loved ones and support than ever before… a comfort especially needed during this political crisis.

…In fact I just read that three cities and certain regions in my own state had a national “report card” depicting Covid cases that have increased over 33%…Good Grief Charlie Brown!

“Calgon…Take me away!”

I found a picture of one of the most magnificent waterfalls in the world… located in southern Iceland along the “Ring Road.” Luke and Chelsey were so enthusiastic after visiting this country a couple of years ago…they were ready to pack up and move there. After seeing this photo (that looks like something in a Disney animated movie or our imagination at its best) I see why.

When we see all this beauty God planned for us to enjoy throughout our visit to this world…doesn’t it make us sad, as human beings, that we waste so much of it in conflicts with each other?

Since most of us just can’t pick up and move…then the next best thing is creating our own “utopia” around us… right where we live…all we have to do is turn to God and use His God-given gift of imagination in us…or simply look at life through new lenses.

In other words…“Things don’t change. We change.” (Henry David Thoreau.)

I was watching an old 1940’s black and white movie the other night…actually a comedy…In it there was this one comedic actor who kept yelling “That’s a CAPITAL idea…Splendid…Splendid.”

Now Post-Wednesday- I only pray that one day we can once again see the gold dome on the Capitol Building shining brilliantly in the sun’s rays…and be proud that our democracy continues to shine amid strife and turbulence…while shouting out to the world “Democracy…what a “Capital” idea…Splendid…Splendid.”

So until tomorrow…

A motivational speaker one time (at the beginning of our school year) said something that has stuck with me all my life…“By just being born in this country…we have already won the greatest lottery in the world.”

Let’s all pause and think about this world and our place in it… recognize our good fortune… in spite of all the challenges that life brings …injustices, along with inequalities…America’s starting block is still ahead of the starting line for so many of our other brothers and sisters in humanity… born in different places round the world where they have  no voice, rights, or even dreams to follow.

We should begin…in gratitude and then collectively work for a “more perfect union.” Democracy isn’t a stagnant type of government…but one that is always changing and evolving….It has been labeled the most difficult type of government in the world…  but also one worth the struggle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Give Peace A Chance

Dear Reader:

When I hear so many of the old Beatles songs, including John Lennon’s beautiful “Give Peace a Chance” I remember a wonderful reunion with my high school friends.

I had been away at college for a couple of years when this song hit the airways and immediately was heard everywhere…over the campus, on our radios, in the car…and no matter how badly I sang (and it was pretty badly) I had to start singing the refrain every time it got to that part of the song…with the windows down in the car and feeling completely free, young, and happy.

Some of my closest high school friends planned a class reunion that summer for all of us who had gone to different colleges and were scattered all over the state and country.

A group of parents (from our graduating class) rented out the country club (outside town) and we all dressed in our best sixties “mod” outfits…bright colors, mini-skirts, tie-dye shirts, tank tops, or bellowing blouses with large sleeves, hair apparel – caftans and tie-dye ribbons…Reflecting back on it I am sure we looked hysterically funny but at the time we thought we had it “going on”!!

For the last song of the evening… John Lennon’s “Give Peace a Chance” began playing quite loudly…but then it became faint as all the names of the boys in our graduating class who were fighting in Vietnam, injured, or deceased… were read out over a loud microphone while we hummed “Give Peace a Chance.”

We were all in a circle holding onto each other swaying back and forth…feeling that we could change the world that night…that love was all that was needed.I don’t think there was a dry eye in that whole crowd.

It is one of my fondest memories from the sixties.

And who know what? I still feel that way. Even now…after years of watching wars and conflicts continue and loved ones suffer from its effects…there is that same nineteen-year-old girl still inside me…who believes that one day love will win out over hate, intolerance, and indifference.

I think that hot summer night in 1969 created the ideology in me…the “girl” that still believes in new possibilities and ways of looking at things differently.

I had never heard the word “possibilitarian” until I read a paragraph from one of Norman Vincent Peale’s books that stated….

Norman Vincent Peale said, “Become a possibilitarian. No matter how dark things seem to be or actually are, raise your sights and see the possibilities – always see them, for they’re always there.” 

So until tomorrow…

Let’s give “peace a chance” and “people a chance“…everything and everyone deserves, at the least, a chance. Open minds open the doors of possibilities.

And speaking of opening doors….Kaitlyn gave me these “Welcome Beads” for Christmas. They are an old southern tradition symbolizing hospitality. One can hang them on a door-knob or wall hook…they welcome family, friends, and guests…hoping everyone will leave uplifted from the gathering of surrounding love.

What a lovely thought….may our country continue to welcome guests and show them how loving and accepting Americans truly are. Welcome “Y’all”…come in and sit a spell! 🙂

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

Happy One Week Anniversary Winnie! She’s checking out Eva Cate’s new bed in her bedroom and helping re-decorate for her. She even took a ride in Barbie’s pink cadillac!

Can you remember when you didn’t have Winnie…Eva Cate? Since the monsoons hit yesterday I got an extra day with my “bestest” Christmas tree…still gorgeous without her “make-up!”

 

 

 

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The Sun Came Up Today

Dear Reader:

Haven’t most of us experienced an alien feeling or thought… upon losing a loved one… that the world should stop turning on its axis at that precise moment in time… or that life, as we once knew it, would never be the same again?

I remember experiencing this strange sensation (for the first time) as a 14 year-old… the year John F. Kennedy was assassinated. I remember school was called off that Monday morning…following the Friday assassination…and I remained glued to the television over the entire weekend… but especially during the funeral procession and ceremony.

Earlier when I awoke that Monday morning of the funeral…I asked mother if the sun had come up. I remember she looked at me strangely and replied “Yes”…it was up and shining brightly. “Why?” she asked.

I mumbled “No reason” but secretly I truly believed if somebody as important as a President died…and particularly in such a terrible, heart-breaking way…surely the world stopped.

I felt the same way a few years later…when my younger brother died…way too young…days from college graduation with his whole life still ahead of him. “Why didn’t the world stop to recognize this?”

Since that time, like everyone else, I have experienced more losses and I now know that the world never stops turning and life never stops “living”… no matter the magnitude of the disaster or calamity… person or circumstance.

Life goes on. The sun sets and the sun rises again. God’s promise never falters…the one true “Compass” in our lives.

As for the future…I think Archibald Rutledge sums this up most beautifully in his remembrance of Hampton Plantation following a very destructive storm that caused havoc inside and outside his tedious, back-breaking renovations on his ancestral home.

A month after the tragedy and destruction from the storm Rutledge surveyed his land…his “nature home”…and realized that hints of re-growth were already starting to show. With life and nature… ruin is transient. Resurrection of beauty and goodness are eternal.

He concludes his observation with one of my favorite quotes from him.

“Hope is stronger than fear; love is greater than grief; life is mightier than death; disaster is simply an incident of time. The shadows and rain of today will nourish the blossoms of tomorrow.”

So until tomorrow….”The blossoms of tomorrow” are still in bud…but tomorrow looks brighter as new life and perspectives unfurl for this beloved country.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

I plopped my foremost New Year’s Resolution up against my desk top computer screen so I wouldn’t forget the message.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A New Year…A New Idea

Dear Reader:

I had a new idea yesterday and it filled me with happiness. In fact it made me recognize that I needed to stop and simply take the time to think about what incidents in my personal life make me the happiest.

How many of us have ever stopped long enough to make a list of what makes us truly happy? Not me.

It doesn’t have to be a Yahoo! Vertical Leap kind of happiness (though it might)…It can, also, be an unexpected quiet moment of satisfaction that grow immeasurably larger as the moment progresses… until self-awareness jumps in and we realize we are truly happy in that one time spectrum.

I am certainly not the first person to realize that if we want more happiness in the new year, in 2021, than we had last year we need to know ourselves better and consciously acknowledge a deep understanding on what uniquely makes us happy…and then seek inner awareness when “happy” comes to visit.

Have you ever noticed that people tend to avoid the word “happy” when asked if they are? People will pause and then respond with something along the lines of “I am content…and that is good enough.” 

Really? At the end of our lives…we settled for a contented life. We let security and complacency replace adventure, new beginnings, meeting new people, travel, sharing thoughts, sharing interests, loving friends and family… daring ourselves to take a risk, and helping others?

We usually associate happiness with specific incidents whereas we can feel a joy for life even when times are tough. It sounds strange to say I felt “joyful” last year during the pandemic…but I honestly did most of the time.

I felt God’s presence and His support more closely than ever…I might have lost patience but never hope that the 2020 situation would get better.

…And I intuitively knew that joy was just under the skin, beating in my heart, for the simple pleasure of being alive…watching my family grow amid laughter even with all the challenges that accompanied the pandemic and volatile political atmosphere.

When one lives with metastatic breast cancer…or any other chronic life-threatening disease you never take a single day for granted…but see it for what it really is…the greatest gift God bestowed on us.

Take a moment today and think back on the past few days and mentally make a list of what made you smile…feel happy. It might have been a phone call, text, or email from a friend or loved one…discovering something pretty still growing in my garden in the dead of winter, discovering my neighbor’s cat Fuzz peeking through my window, looking at the latest pictures of Winnie the toy poodle, or Eva Cate’s new “girlie” bed….she was ready to get rid of her bunk bed.

So until tomorrow…

Happiness doesn’t have to be anything big…just simple delights of daily life that are uniquely ours….once we recognize our happy triggers…we need to pull them more often and let the confetti of happiness fill our lives more.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

As I walked around my sleeping garden yesterday…there were still plenty of subtle life to be seen…tiny buds starting to grow..camellias in their full beauty…”Big Red” the geranium is producing red buds opening into blooms as fast as it can…it is so happy to be back out on the porch.

I remember a saying about a garden that went:

“Adopt the pace of nature…her secret is patience.” I need to remember that attribute this year in all endeavors.

 

 

…Four hours later: 7:00 p.m.

I am not happy.  Be still! Listen quietly!

Do you hear it above the chaos and confusion of the day…the soft tears of Lady Freedom (Statue of Freedom)… falling upon the gold dome atop the Capitol Building? It is the sound of her tears …while witnessing democracy attacked from within.

 

 

 

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A Post of Thoughts…

Dear Reader:

I had such lovely responses to yesterday’s post and I want to thank you for your comments. It is  wonderful to receive positive affirmations about certain topics…particularly thoughts about ourselves and our place in this shrinking world.

Questions we ask ourselves…like Why now? Is there a reason I was meant to be here during this particular historical time period…and if so …what?

Jo Dufford made a comment that made me pause and re-think a term…blog. In this excerpt from Jo yesterday she mentioned….

(“Somehow, message is better than the word, blog, which I just don’t care for the way it sounds… This entire message was so thought-provoking. I believe everyone who reads this will be blessed by the part of it that speaks to him or her.”)

Jo…you are right…the term blog sounds like something big, or heavy…some strange obstacle with no shape or form… that is just in the way….nothing special…just “BLAH!”

I never set out intentionally to “preach” or send some direct “message” …but as I have said on earlier occasions…sometimes my fingers start typing and I just ‘hang on for the ride.

In my mind…this “post” is simply about sharing daily thoughts that pop into my head…mostly randomly…an overheard conversational comment, a script line from a show…even a commercial…a lyric from a song or a passage from a book. I never plan something far ahead for the simple reason that life is so much more fun…if we just daily ‘go with the flow.’

Three thoughts buzzed around my head yesterday…like a bee looking for nectar.

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By last evening…all my decorations in my “happy room” were down and packed away for another year…except… for the Christmas tree. I began taking all the ornaments off… but at the last minute…I left the lights on and one ornament…the star my pastor, Jeff Kackley, gave me this year. Why? Well that leads to my second thought.

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Today is the Christian celebration known as the Epiphany. It is celebrated on January 6th and commemorates the blessings of the three wise men bestowed upon the Holy Child… who will change the world through pure love, kindness, compassion and self-sacrifice .

Today my prayers are that only wise men are present as we bring conclusion to a long waiting period in our country’s history…It is time to unite and celebrate the greatness of our country…our democracy. In God we trust.

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Ann Graves called and said she had a gift for me…and was going to drop it off Monday ….that didn’t pan out but I stopped by her home yesterday. When she showed me the “surcie” she wanted to get to me (before I packed up all the Christmas memorabilia)… I had to laugh at the God Wink.

Ann has had a Christmas book she loves… that was published almost twenty-five years ago, 1996…it is called “A North Carolina Christmas.” She told she has savored reading and re-reading every page for its traditions, ceremonies, and cultural history. This year when she pulled it out at Christmas time…it was like the cover revealed itself for the first time.

See for yourself! 🙂 My St. Jude’s Chapel of Hope is on the cover…my post title chapel… that changed my life. Unbelievable!

Ann also marked references to my departed friend and author of The Year of the Perfect Christmas Tree...Gloria Houston…that really touched me. ( the page was referencing famous North Carolina Christmas story authors…Houston and O. Henry…The Gift of the Magi in the right photo) 

Ann had also tabbed written remarks by Gloria Houston in the book such as….

“Since 1988, having time to trim a tree is a special event for me! When I do, my tree has only white lights and angels-gifts from more than two hundred readers.” Gloria Houston

These days Gloria is now an angel surrounded by white lights in her heavenly home. Merry Christmas Gloria…Ruthie the rag doll angel and heroine of your adorable Christmas story still looks down from the top of my Christmas tree…and I feel sure she can see you.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

“Ruthie” appears relieved to just be a rag doll again and no longer an angel on the tip top of the Christmas Tree…Welcome down Ruthie! 🙂

I love this poem written during WWII…one of my favorites for the day of Epiphany!

KID STUFF  

The wise guys

tell me

that Christmas

is Kid Stuff…

Maybe they’ve got

something there.

Two thousand years ago

three wise guys

chased a star

across a continent

to bring

frankincense and myrrh

to a Kid

born in a manger 

with an idea in his head.

And as the bombs

crash

all over the world

today

the real wise guys

know

that we’ve all

got to go chasing stars

again

in the hope

that we can get back

some of that

Kid Stuff

born two thousand years ago—-

Frank Horne (December 1942)

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Missing Ourselves… A Piece of Our Puzzle

Dear Reader:

Haven’t we all experienced a time when we catch a glimpse of ourselves in a store front window or even the rear view mirror of our car… and for a moment don’t  recognize our own reflection?

It is a pretty sobering moment. Especially when we later have a minute to reflect on the incident and suddenly realize that it is not the physical reflection that threw us… but the missing “soulful” being within and beyond facial recognition.

What has happened to  the person we were supposed to be? Throughout our lives we play different roles….son, father, husband,  breadwinner, job identification, coach, grandfather…or daughter, mother, wife, breadwinner, job identification, teacher, and /or grandmother.

We have certainly been busy…but in our busyness somehow we lost our “forever selves”…the spirit of the person we were destined to be. We forgot to get off the main, crowded highway to  detour  the back roads of life…where living slows down long enough to find the real us underneath all the role-playing.

Psychologists  call this phenomenon a “displacement of self.” It usually occurs during times of great stress and we can certainly  concur 2020 provided enough stress for everyone to go around.

In her latest book Unresolved… Glennon Doyle has this quote that hit home to a lot of readers, including me.

*“If you are uncomfortable — in deep pain, angry, yearning, confused — you don’t have a problem, you have a life. Being human is not hard because you’re doing it wrong, it’s hard because you’re doing it right. You will never change the fact that being human is hard, so you must change your idea that it was ever supposed to be easy.”

Consider the truth in Doyle’s quote…I did.

For example…I remember as a child, a student, a teacher, a wife and  mother…..thinking that if I just tried harder, whether in school or my job or relationships…that life would get easier because I had learned to perfect all the obstacles in each category of life.

But I was wrong…quite wrong. Life wasn’t designed to be perfect…it is in the daily challenges, set-backs, and losses that the most beautiful moments of our lives are resurrected and we start living the life of the person we were destined to be.

This other following quote from Doye’s book really made me stop in my tracks…

What scares me more than feeling it all, is missing it all.”

As scattered as our feelings are these days on so many pressing topics… we should still feel  fortunate to be a part of life…even with all the mixed feelings that accompany it…much preferable to no longer having any feelings left in us because our “forever self” has gone missing and we never started living the life we were meant to live.

So until tomorrow…

“We can do hard things.”

And even though we women prefer stopping to ask directions in lieu of continued wandering…(“counter-intuitive” to our male counterparts :)…we too must remember…

“This life is ours alone. So we should stop asking people for directions to places they’ve never been.”  (We each have our own separate places to discover and finally call home.)

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

 

If we took time to create our own life map today…we would realize that certain daily incidents (that we never gave a second thought to while they were happening) were actually  map signs, being constantly created… pointing us in the right direction based on our individual interests, personality, and inner light.

As we age isn’t it easier, in hindsight, to recognize the destination benchmarks that turned us around and set us on new paths to find our “forever selves.” Now the question is…Did we follow these new paths or did we cave and follow the “herd” instead?

It’s never too late…your “forever you” still waits your arrival.

*Wanda is still weak and even just trying to eat throws her oxygen numbers off…so let’s keep those prayers coming.

*Also keep Suzy, Gin-g’s sister, in our continued prayers as she resumes with more tests to determine her individual plan for fighting her cancer. Thank you.

I am in the midst of starting to take Christmas down…(now that can be a real “downer”)… I am already starting to miss Santa’s Workshop...I am pretty tired after all the climbing and lugging…kinda like little Winnie! 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“The Future Ain’t What It Used to Be”

Dear Reader:

Yoga Berra, the famous Yankees baseball icon and Hall of Famer, was known as much for his wit and wisdom as his prolific baseball skills…and that’s saying something. One reporter once called him the “Ben Franklin” of baseball for his creative quips that always seemed to be right on the mark…like his bat.

Such is the Yogi quote in today’s blog title. 🙂 If anything, Berra’s quotes seem even more applicable today than ever.

As we admittedly rejoice in tucking away the year 2020 in a box like our Christmas decorations…we tend to want to hide this particular year-box  in some far-away cob-web corner of the attic …to be forgotten forever.

I had to laugh at the number of “funeral” parties for 2020 that took place Christmas Eve in lieu of traditional New Year’s parties. One group was all wearing these t-shirts. 🙂

 

There is a lot of truth in Yogi Berra’s title quote “The future ain’t what it used to be.” As much as we are praying for a speedy anti-Covid virus vaccination process for 2021…we realize that only time will reveal how successful the vaccination strategy accomplishes this mammoth task this year. The way I look at it…prayers help…no matter the obstacle.

Our country believes enough to put our manta “In God We Trust” on our money (which sadly some people revere more than God.) I personally believe that the only option we have when it comes to the future of our personal or professional lives…as well as political…is to place our trust in God.

We must pray for peace and harmony to reunite this divided land and look for new ways this year to bring us all closer together.

Every year for the past five years I have chosen “Listen” as my word for my New Year…if anything I think it is more important now than ever before…if we can learn to calmly listen to others before making assumptions or reacting negatively…I think we will discover we have more in common than we have differences in regard to our futures together.. the vast number of Americans long for a place where our children feel secure, accepted , and equal to every other citizen…with the same opportunity to keep the American Dream alive and well.

Let us teach and model compassion and dignity to all those little eyes watching… so one day they will know how to keep our historical democracy a shining example to the world…a beacon still welcoming the dream-catchers of a better tomorrow.

So until tomorrow…

The Faith and Order Commission of the World Council of Churches met in Switzerland earlier in the fall to decide on the scriptural  mantra to guide us through faith in 2021.

They decided on the scripture (John 15:5-9) that states….”Abide in my love…You shall bear much fruit.” To abide in God’s love reminds us that we live in a community celebrating our gift of unity. The more the world sees itself as a community and not a separate entity…the closer our global, united goals of human brotherhood will draw nearer.

*Look at Big Red…the amazing geranium…somehow I gathered enough strength to pick that giant geranium pot up and place it back on the white bench. “Big Red” was sorely missing the sun and its favorite place on the porch.

I turned the container around so the backwards part would now get the sun and balance the amount of sun the large plant gets… so it wouldn’t get too top-heavy on one side.

I cut off many withered leaves…then I let it drink to its heart’s content…and bask in the warm sunshine we experienced yesterday…the future of “Big Red” provides me with a sense of security…that plant never lets me down…a model of fortitude and courage.

…And the Boo’s Blessings plaque above it…always reminds me how many blessings God has given me and will continue to do so.

Do take a moment to thank God for all His blessings as 2021 begins to settle in…

…and don’t forget…This year when we wrestle with indecision..remember Yogi Berra’s famous quote…

” When you come to a fork in the road, take it!”  🙂

Happy 2021 Everyone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

***I had a nice surprise yesterday…I ran out of paper cups so I went hunting for some “real” glasses…:) …and lo and behold there was an Erskine drinking glass that Libby had engraved with each of the Ya’s names on it as a memoir of our Erskine years…never would have found it again…if there was a paper cup around…meant to be.

 

…and as I start taking the decorations off the tree this week…I am going to save all the new 2020 ornaments for historical purposes..including this “original” given me by Honey…girl flower with a mask on. Love it Honey!

 

 

*** Update on Wanda, Susan’s sister…the last time I shared info with you after our collective prayer request things had really improved…unfortunately…this virus goes up and down more than a crazy elevator…Wanda’s oxygen levels are great one day and not so much the next…she is still in the hospital…and the family would really appreciate continued prayers until she hopefully stabilizes once and for all…and leaves the hospital. Will keep everyone updated. Thank you so much…as usual!!!

Look at this precious photo of Aunt Kaitlyn visiting  little Winnie…and “cousin” Atticus lying down beside her….so sweet!

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It’s the Little Things that Bring Us the Most Joy

Dear Reader:

After starting  the first day of the New Year on such a high note early Friday morning…actually a green note (stimulus check)… it was followed by an exciting request for baby sitting services the next day Saturday (yesterday) so John and Mandy could go pick up one of the “little things in life that bring us such joy“..Winnie– the adorable new addition to the family-(toy poodle)… all two pounds of her!

So I set my alarm excitedly for six yesterday morning…not knowing it would follow the saddest part of the first day of the New Year…the Clemson game. Needless to say I didn’t get much sleep Friday night or early Saturday morning.

It’s hard to watch one’s  beloved team struggle so…and reap few benefits from all the efforts…but then as I crossed over the bridges to Mt. Pleasant around 7:00 a.m. yesterday…the morning sun burst through the fog and intermittent rain.

It took my breath away…one of life’s extras that never fails to mystify and justify God’s beauty while letting us know (through show)  just how good life is! Definitely a God Wink reminding me that all is right with the world and all is right with me, the Clemson Tigers… so smile and be joyful.

Clemson…I will love you forever…and what a year you had…more honors and awards than ever…while fighting a pandemic along with a grueling football schedule. You are an amazing team and never forget it. Your fans adore you!

As soon as I arrived at John and Mandy’s house they took off for the almost three hour one way drive to pick up Winnie. When they saw her they fell in love. (She had weaned early so we were a week earlier getting her than originally planned…and the timing couldn’t have been more perfect.)

While John and Mandy were gone…. the kids and I were busily working  on posters welcoming Winnie to her forever home! We had a ball. I can’t think of any better way to forget Friday night’s sadness by welcoming new life and joy into the household Saturday.

Winnie went right to the children…and started playing…stopping to kiss them every few seconds…until she fell asleep next to them on the floor amid all the new toys the children had gotten her.

A awe-inspiring sunrise, a two pound little toy poodle…yes…the expression is true…”It really is the little things in life that bring us the most joy.”

So until tomorrow “Joy cometh in the morning” to remind us that life is bigger than daily life with all its ups and down…stop, take a deep breath and thank God for life in all its varied forms.

“Today is my favorite day”  Winnie the Pooh

 

 

 

 

 

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