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5月27日

May Is Mighty Fine !!!





Thought I'd show you where I stayed last week,
or at least,
my friend's driveway
because that was my favorite part!
Sometimes, you just know
when you start down a road that you have
definitely
made a turn for the better!



When I got home,
I snapped this picture of one of our three little deer.
They are yearlings and not so afraid yet.
They gather in the front yard
and eat the clover.

I planted more tomatoes yesterday.
I found several mint plants at the garden center too.
Wonder if the deer will eat the mint?
By the way, if you are trying to keep deer from your flowers,
scatter moth flakes around the flowers
you are trying to protect.

My Mom called yesterday to say
that my Uncle Carl is very sick.
They say he is not responding, whatever that means.
It doesn't sound good, does it?
I would appreciate your prayers for him and his boys.

We got a better call last night.
PolarB and Lovie will be here in just one more day!!!

My friend, Jean, turns 39 again today too!

The kids are officially out of school
and packing for a trip out West.

I'll be volunteering with some of "our kids" for the next few days,
and looking forward to a long weekend!

There is always so much going on in May!
Love it !!!

Hope you are busy and happy too!

5月22日

Volunteering In Heaven






I spent most of last week in the mountains of North Carolina,
but as I look back,
Perhaps, it was heaven?

 

5月13日

Happy Mother's Day !!!




Dear Friends & Moms,

As Mother's Day is approaching shortly, just had to share this message with you. Happy Mother's Day (yes, it's a little early) to all Moms !!!

This is for the new mothers who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted. This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse. This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's all right honey, Mommy's here."

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors. And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it. For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes. And all the mothers who DON'T.





This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see. And the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes. And for the mothers who lost their baby in that precious 9 months that they will never get to watch grow on earth but one day will be reunited with in Heaven!

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat. For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them. For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14-year-olds dye their hair green.

This is for all the step-mothers who raised another woman's child or children, and gave their time, attention, and love ... sometimes totally unappreciated!

For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting. For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.


What makes a good Mother anyway? Is it patience? Compassion? Broad hips? The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time? Or is it in her heart? Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time? The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby? The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home? Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation ... And mature mothers learning to let go.

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.

Single mothers and married mothers. New mothers and Seasoned mothers.

Mothers with money, mothers without.

For grandmothers, godmothers, adopted mothers and step-mothers too. For the men who have volunteered for or inherited the duty of momship (Bella, you helped me invent that word!) too.

This is for you all of you. For all of us. Heroes every one.

Hang in there. In the end we can only do the best we can. Tell them every day that we love them. And pray.






"Home is what catches you when you fall - and we all fall."




5月12日

Happy Birthday To Me !!!



     

Happy Birthday To Me !!!

 Thank You ...

Thank You Very Much !!!

   

I've learned...
  that you cannot make someone love you.
All you can do is be someone who can be loved.
The rest is up to them.

  I've learned...
  that no matter how much I care,
some people just don't care back.

     

  I've learned...
  that it takes years to build up trust,
and only seconds to destroy it.

  I've learned...
  that it's not what you have in your life
but
who you have in your life
  that counts.

     

  I've learned...
  that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes.
After that, you'd better know something.

  I've learned...
  that you shouldn't compare yourself to the best
others can do.

     

  I've learned...
  that you can do something in an instant
that will give you heartache for life.

  I've learned...
  that it's taking me a long time to become
the person I want to be.

     

  I've learned...
  that you should always leave loved ones with loving words.
It may be the last time you see them.

  I've learned...
  that you can keep going long after you can't.

     

  I've learned...
  that we are responsible for what we do,
no matter how we feel.

  I've learned...
  that either you control your attitude or it controls you.

     

  I've learned...
  that regardless of how hot and steamy
a relationship is at first,
the passion fades and there had better be
something else to take its place.

  I've learned...
  that heroes are the people who do what has to be done
when it needs to be done,
regardless of the consequences.

     

  I've learned...
  that money is a lousy way of keeping score.

  I've learned...
  that my best friend and I can do anything or nothing
and have the best time.

     

  I've learned...
  that sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me the right to be cruel.

  I've learned...
  that true friendship continues to grow,
even over the longest distance.
Same goes for true love.

     

  I've learned...
  that just because someone doesn't love you
the way you want them to
  doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

   

  I've learned...
  that maturity has more to do with
what types of experiences you've had
  and what you've learned from them
and
less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

   

  I've learned...
  that you should never tell a child their dreams
are unlikely or outlandish.
Few things are more humiliating,
and what a tragedy it would be if they believed it.

     

  I've learned...
  that no matter how good a friend is,
they're going to hurt you every once in a while
and you must forgive them for that.

  I've learned...
  that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others.
Sometimes you are to learn to forgive yourself.

     

  I've learned...
  that, no matter how badly your heart is broken,
the world doesn't stop for your grief.

  I've learned...
  that our background and circumstances
may have influenced who we are,
  but we are responsible for who we become.

     

  I've learned...
  that we don't have to change friends
if we understand that friends change.

  I've learned...
  that you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret.
It could change your life forever.

     

  I've learned...
  that two people can look at the exact same thing
and see something totally different.

  I've learned...
  that no matter how you try to protect your children,
they will eventually get hurt and
you will hurt in the process.

     

  I've learned...
  that your life can be changed in a matter of hours
by people who don't even know you.

  I've learned...
  that even when you think you have no more to give,
when a friend cries out to you,
you will find the strength to help.

     
 
I've learned...
  that the people you care about most in life
are taken from you too soon.
  
  I've learned...
  that it's hard to determine where to draw the line
between being nice and not hurting people's feelings and standing up for what you believe.

 
   
 
5月3日

Grief Is Normal



A good friend who read my last post about letting go emailed me and said to give myself time to grieve my losses.  She said that even when we know we are supposed to let go and it is good for everyone concerned, it is natural to feel some loss, even if it is just a little more tired than usual.  Choosing to walk away from the outcome of a situation and not engaging someone in the same way we always have could feel like a loss.  I assured my friend and I want to assure you that I really am okay.  Of course, I will miss my friend who passed away for a long time.  Of course, I will be praying for my daughter and the choices she makes for the rest of my life because that's what Moms do.

The lessons last month were manageable, but it isn't always that way for me and it might not always be that way for you ... so for times when things aren't going well for us, I reviewed what it means to grieve (from a university web-site) and wanted to share it with you. 


Grief and Grieving

Grief is the process by which we adjust to the loss of someone (or something). It is therefore the inevitable companion to our love for and attachment to someone or something which is close to us and has meaning for us. It is important to understand that there is no ‘right’ or ‘wrong’ way to grieve or experience grief. Everyone will go through the grieving process somewhat differently. There are however some commonalities that most people experience when they have lost a loved one. Emotional numbness, guilt, denial, sadness and anger can all be a part of this process as well as physical manifestations such as sleeplessness, fatigue and a loss of appetite.


Grief is Normal

When someone is grieving, there is usually an intense feeling of sorrow or sadness. The grieving process allows us to accept the loss we feel and go on with our lives. It is important to experience grief after a loss to avoid ‘bottling up’ our feelings. Absence of the grieving process following a loss can cause physical illnesses and emotional problems. Experiencing and working through the grieving process is or can be a painful experience - but necessary to ensure future emotional and physical health.


The Grieving Process

It is generally believed that the grieving process can be less painful if we understand the various stages and see it as a natural and normal part of life. Following are some of the predictable stages – understanding that we all grieve differently and not all people go through all these stages.

  • Emotional Numbness: this is often the first reaction to a loss and may last from a few hours to days, weeks or years. The numbness can help us get through those practical arrangements that may have to be made regarding the loss. If the numbness persists, it could pose a problem that should be addressed through professional help.
  • Sadness: the emotional numbness usually gives way to an intense sadness, silence, loneliness, and for some people withdrawal from family and friends. This sadness is often accompanied by sudden outbursts of tears and memories associated with the loss. Prolonged sadness can turn into depression which may need professional assistance to be alleviated.
  • Anger: during this stage, we feel anger over the loss and its unfairness. We may find ourselves displacing this anger onto others – most often those who are closest to us.
  • Guilt: following a loss, many people feel a sense of guilt that is associated with all the things we didn't do or say to the person whom we have lost. It is important to accept our humanness and forgive ourselves in order to proceed with the grieving process.
  • Loneliness: as we move on with our life, we begin to experience the loss as a feeling of loneliness (and at times fear). It is important to reach out to others during this time.
  • Acceptance: with the passage of time, we begin to accept the loss. This does not mean immediate happiness but rather an acceptance of the reality of the loss.
  • Hope: we eventually reach a point in the grieving process where remembering is less painful, ‘let go’ of the loss and begin to look forward to the future.


Length of the Grieving Process


The grieving process can be lengthy and should not be rushed. Its length varies by individual and situation. It is believed that in general, it takes most people one or two years to ‘recover’ from a major loss.


Coping with Grief


There are many things that can be done to cope with the grief that is felt following a loss. It is important to ask for help and support from family and friends – or you may decide to join a grief support group. Discussing your feelings – be they anger, guilt, or sadness openly and honestly helps the grieving process. If your religious convictions are important to you, talk with a member of the clergy about your feelings and beliefs. During this process of grieving, avoid making major decisions as you may not have your usual good judgment. And, give yourself time; it takes time to heal which means you have to be patient with yourself and others.


Unresolved Grief


Some people do not seem to go through the grieving process. They don’t cry at the funeral, they avoid mention of the loss of someone significant and return to normal activities very quickly. This may be their normal way of adjusting to loss and no harm may result. However, others may suffer from physical symptoms or repeated bouts with depression over the ensuing years. Sometimes the demands of family or work do not allow time to grieve. Or, some individuals may begin the grieving process and then get ‘stuck’. In either case, the sense of disbelief seems to be prolonged. It is often advisable for someone who experiences an unresolved grieving process to seek professional help to assist with this important healing process.


Seeking Help


Frequently it is helpful for people who are experiencing grief to talk with someone who can be of assistance. That may be a counselor, a clergy person or your primary care physician. Each can be helpful in addressing and resolving the feelings associated with grief, helping to facilitate the grieving process.


 
 
 
5月1日

Lessons In Letting Go





 
Recovery can be like buying a brand new pair of shoes!
 
Learning new behaviors can feel like a new pair of shoes.  Some things feel awkward.  Other things feel exactly right.  This past month has been a smorgasbord of delights and trials.  Life is like that for most of us, but when you are in recovery ... or to be more clear, when you are in the process of changing habits that didn't work into habits that do work, delights and trials take on an added dimension.

I am used to living my life through other people.  It is new for me to actually cultivate my own feelings about things.  I have derived great satisfaction from helping other people through out my life, but too much of anything can be a bad thing, and when helping someone else comes ahead of living my own life, the chances are that in those instances, I went too far!

Yesterday, I took you for a walk through our woods and along the creek.  Today, I'd like to take you for a walk through my life, or at least, the past month ...
 


I started off April by learning that a very good friend passed away.  She had fought cancer for years and even though she always seemed like she would beat it, she didn't.  I felt sad for her three little boys, relieved that she wasn't hurting anymore, and a little mad that things didn't work out differently ... I have picked up the phone a dozen times to call her and tell her the "latest goofy thing" ... before I remember that she isn't there ... and then smiling ... because she already knows.  It is hard to lose people to death ... always.  When it is my turn to "walk into the light", I can take some comfort in knowing that there will be many loved ones there waiting for me, but I sure do miss them now.

I guess I did okay with letting my friend go ... but I sure didn't want to.
 


The next thing was a delight.  PapaB and MamaB came for two short days and what a wonderful visit we had.  There is something oh-so-precious about friends and family who "get us".  We talked and visited about so many things.  We talked about the past ... the present ... the future.  The time went so fast and before I knew it, It was time to say good-bye.  I know we will have other visits but as I watched them drive away, I felt a lump in my throat ...

Sometimes, even when it's only temporary, it's hard to let go ...
 


I got a call a few days later from a friend's daughter.  She is 17 and ran away from home last summer.  She was on her way to the emergency room.  When I got there, I learned that her boyfriend had hit her and left her pretty bruised.  I called her Mom and her Mom made an appointment with her counselor.  Her counselor spoke to her and then, called me back to her office.  There was no place for her to go ... too young for the women's shelter ... too old for the children's shelter ... so I agreed to let her come stay with me for a few days until everyone figured things out, with my friend's permission, of course. 

I brought her home, and for the next three or four days, we talked about abuse, choices, boundaries, abusers, relationships, addiction ... basically all the things I have written about that would be appropriate to share with a teenager.  I asked her questions and let her talk a great deal of the time, giving her examples and ideas as we talked, planting seeds ... It took focus to stay on track and to keep her issues seperate from my issues, but I stayed focused.

I felt really good about helping her and her Mom reconnect, and even though they both felt awkward, they were able to show each other that they truly do love each other, and that is a good first step.  They both wanted to talk through me and I was the go-between for a couple of days, but I told them that they needed to communicate with each other directly.  It is going to be up to both of them to make their relationship work.  They agreed that they would like to try. 

In spite of all the really good conversations, the girl still chose to return to her abusive boyfriend.  I reminded her of the things she had said about taking care of herself and when I saw that she was determined to go back, I told her that I would take her home even though I didn't think she was making a good choice.  She kept asking me if I was mad or if I thought her Mom would be mad.  I told her I couldn't speak for her Mom, but I felt pretty sure that I wanted the same thing her Mom did, and that was for her to be safe, no matter where she is.  When we got there, the boyfriend and his mother came outside.  I was polite and respectful.  I told them I wanted all of them to be safe and I hoped they would all work on that.  I wished them well and drove away.
 
I had done my best, but it was time for me to let go and let God.  It's so hard to be a teenager today.  I don't know what will happen tomorrow or the day after that and I'm pretty sure this young lady hasn't thought too far ahead because who does at 17?  Maybe, she will think about some of the things we talked about.  I hope so.

Sometimes, we know when it is time to let go ...
 
The whole experience reminded me of how much I have learned.  I saw how easy it can be to transfer those lessons into words that can help someone else.  I really do like working with teenagers.  It can be tough, but it can be a real blessing too.



A good friend told me that Aydan (my ex and the man who abused me) had traveled to another country to meet his future wife.  I had a lot of thoughts as I listened ...
  • Poor girl.  Sure hope she knows what she's getting into.
  • She's grown up in a third world country.  I suppose anything is better than that.
  • He finally got the Asian woman he had always fantasized about.
  • What an adventure.
  • Maybe, the time and investment he has put into this will make him treat this woman better than he has treated everyone else?
  • She comes from a male dominated culture and he has always wanted to live in a male dominated world.  Who knows?  It could work.
I monitored my thoughts and feelings as my friend talked and realized that I am in a very different place today.  Aydan threatened my life.  I have hated him, felt sorry for him and wished him much suffering, but part of my healing required forgiveness too.  It felt good and strange to feel absolutely nothing when I heard the news.  I knew him very well once.  I have made a point of learning about and understanding abusers since then.  But, I don't know the future.  

I trust the future to God.  He has blessed my life.  He can bless other people's lives too.  God changed my heart.  God can change other people's hearts too.  It's not my job to worry or fret or speak negative things into someone else's life.  It's not my job to judge anyone else's situation when I have all I can do to maintain my life.  When my friend finished talking, I said from the bottom of my healed heart, "That sounds like quite a life-changing adventure.  I sure hope everything works out for them.  It's time for ALL of us to make something of our lives.  None of us is getting any younger!"

It felt good to say it and mean it ... I let go a long time ago!
  



The biggest test came for me at the end of the month. 

My youngest daughter is following in my footsteps.  She has always liked the bad boys, and the worse their stories, the more she liked them.  Last summer, she brought him to meet us.  There were so many warning bells and red flags, it was hard to enjoy the visit.  Joey and I would look at each other and exchange that look parents do when the kids are in trouble.  They shared their plans.  We expressed our concerns but their minds were made up.  It was hard for me to watch.  It is one thing when I was the one making the mistake, but another thing entirely when I am watching my daughter make the same mistake ...

I shared our concerns with my daughter once more.  I told her that I had to take care of myself by staying in reality, and that I wished she would take better care of herself by being realistic.  I told her we love her.  I told her she was free to do whatever she thought she had to do.  She is old enough to make her own choices and old enough to deal with the consequences of those choices.  I told her that she had called on me to be her rescuer too many times and I wasn't willing to do that anymore.  If she wanted to engage in risky behavior, she would have to do that, knowing that she got herself into it ... she'd have to get herself out.

Gosh, that was hard to do!

It has been months and months of watching her ride the roller coaster.  It hurt to watch and not DO something, but I knew that if I did anything, it would just push her closer to her "perfect" man.  I did the best I could.  I hoped she would come to her senses, but in spite of our best efforts, she married him this past weekend.

It broke my heart. 
 
I don't have the vaguest idea of what I am supposed to do.  I have tried to think of what holidays will be like.  I have wondered how we will be there for her but keep her drama from overwhelming our lives. 

Two of my grandchildren are afraid of him.  I don't want my grandchildren to be afraid of anyone in my home.  I know why they are afraid.  They see what I see.  I don't want to tell them to ignore their instincts because their instincts are good. 

I could make myself sick worrying about it!
 
But ...

This month has been preparing me for what I need to do ...
  • I have to thank God for my daughter and know that wherever she is and whatever she does, God is still there.
  • I need to focus on the things I can do and not worry about the things I can't do.
  • I need to let go of the outcome.  It is up to my daughter to make her life work or not, and if it doesn't work, it is up to her to figure out how to correct that.  It is wrong for me to take what little power she has away by acting like she can't do what she needs to do to take care of herself.  God was there for me.  God can be there for her too.
  • If I can allow myself to believe that God can change a man like Aydan, I can allow myself to believe that God can change this man too, not in the co-dependent way my daughter looks at him but from a place of healing and faith.  God is love.  God is bigger than any bad guy.  God has the unique ability to change bad guys into good guys.


I said earlier that I trust the future to God.  He has blessed my life.  He can bless other people's lives too.  God changed my heart.  God can change other people's hearts too.  It's not my job to worry or fret or speak negative things into someone else's life.  It's not my job to judge anyone else's situation when I have all I can do to maintain my life.  Period.  It isn't just in the small things.  It's in the big things.  It isn't enough to trust God with friends and even old enemies.  I have to trust Him with my family too.

Last month was all about letting go.  This month is all about letting God.