Showing posts from January, 2019

A Cancer Story

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

When on my aching, burdened heart
    My sins lie heavily,
  My pardon speak, new peace impart,
    In love remember me.

When I was going through cancer the first time, I went through a bad time for about two weeks where all the complications became too much for me to bear. I just went through a reversal of a colostomy and that was to be my last surgery for almost ten years. Of course, I had no idea that was the case. 

That reversal of my colostomy, I think was probably the toughest for me to go through. Or it could be, because at that point I was exhausted from all the complications. This was simply the last straw. I couldn't possibly go through anymore or at least, I felt that way. 

You know the old saying, God only gives you what you can handle? People love to tell others that saying whenever their friend is faced with a trial. Don't do it. It's the last thing …

A Real Winter

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

What is rightly done stays with us, 
to support another right beyond, 
or higher up; 
whatever is wrongly done vanishes; 
and by the blank,
 betrays what we would have built above.
--John Ruskin.

Well, we're finally having a real Winter around here. It has been years since we have seen Winter as it truly has been in the past. I have to be honest I have missed it. I know I sound crazy, but I believe things ought to be true to form. A Winter should be a Winter. A dog should be a dog. And so on and so on it goes.

Another storm is coming! Another snowfall. The temperatures have dropped to single digits and as people grumble, I hold on. My cabin air (heater) is going out and at times, not working at all. Not a good time not to have heat. I think it's my fuse again. They still haven't plowed our parking lot from the last one and now everything is frozen solid. Yet, I am no…

Another Nesting Day


Some Favorite Pictures

Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                               everyday is a journey.

A friend to chide me when I'm wrong,
My inmost soul to see:
And that my friendship prove as strong
For him as his for me. --John Quincy Adams
Today, I thought I would do something a bit different. I thought I would introduce you to some of my favorite people via my favorite pictures of all time. So let's get started. 
These two are my maternal grandparents on their wedding day. My mom resembles her dad and my son Joey is named after my grandpa. 
My grandchildren when smaller, playing on a hot Summer day with a hose and a wheelbarrow. Nothing spells simplicity than this carefree moment.
My maternal grandmother Bernice at the age of 95, I believe. It is the last picture of her I have before her death at 97. She is smiling beautifully. 
I love this picture for one reason: My son Joey with his father, because of the…



It's Snowing

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

 Thy beauty, O my Father! All is Thine;
    But there is beauty in Thyself, from whence
  The beauty Thou hast made doth ever flow
    In streams of never-failing affluence
Thou art the Temple! and though I am lame,--
    Lame from my birth, and shall be till I die,--
  I enter through the Gate called Beautiful,
    And am alone with Thee, O Thou Most High!

It snowed. It snowed all evening and all night. It kept snowing until the next morning. When snow covers a landscape, it creates beauty that is rare and unique. Then the world intervenes and ruins everything. We plow, we shuffle and suddenly the pristine white snow turns into a gray sludge. 

That's how sin works. We are pure and pristine, then the sin enters our world. Suddenly, we are dirty, all dark. The beauty is gone.

I love a good snowfall! When I was younger, we really had snowstorms. They were horrible a…

Just Share It: "Retarded Grandparents"

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

What's hallowed ground?
'Tis what gives birth
To sacred thoughts in souls of worth!
--Peace! Independence! Truth! 
go forthEarth's compass round;
And your high-priesthood shall make earth
All hallowed ground. --Thomas Campbell.
At first glance at the title, I have to admit I was a bit shocked. I would never use that inappropriate and politically incorrect name until I read the story. Then I smiled and I smiled big. If you need a chuckle due to a particularly difficult day, read on and enjoy. I certainly did.

This is priceless  "RETARDED" GRANDPARENTS .........Written by a third grader, on what his grandparents do. After Christmas, a teacher asked her young pupils how they spent their holiday away from school. One child wrote the following:               We always used to spend the holidays with Grandma and Grandpa.  They used to live in a big brick house with a dog and kitty, b…

Righting The Wrong

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

We look before and after,
And pine for what is not;
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those
 that tell of saddest thought. Yet if we could scorn
Hate and pride and fear,
If we were things born
Not to shed a tear,
I know not how thy joy 
we ever could come near. --Percy Bysshe Shelley.

When we are hurting, the first thing we want to do is lash out, but it's the worst thing we could do. It only makes the situation worse. I've been in that type of situation so many times. I want to see immediate retribution for the wrong done to me or to those I love. Who doesn't?

I've struggle with forgiveness and letting go of past regressions just like the next person, but then I came across these verses that I have no idea where they came from or by whom. If any of you know the who and the where, please let me know. 

I've many a cross to take up now and many…

Fried Oatmeal

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

Enough that He who made can fill the soul
    Here and hereafter till its deeps o'erflow;
  Enough that love and tenderness control
    Our fate where'er in joy or doubt we go.

So many of us come from broken homes and broken families trying to mend ourselves on our own. Spending the majority of our youth running around doing whatever we want without any consequences. Then we spend the last half of our life trying to fix the damage we have done to ourselves and to others. Hallowed be Thy name for showing us mercy!

Life can be tiring. We need to eat more fried oatmeal. Remember how we had oatmeal when we were young and as soon as we left home, we expanded our menu to waffles? Well, oatmeal sounds so much tastier now than any waffle. A lot less work and a lot more filling. 

All week long, I work with people who love the city and the world more than anything else. They are…

Books To Read

Everyday is a brand new day,
                                                               everyday is a journey.

O boundless self-contentment voiced
In flying air-born bubbles!
O joy that mocks our sad unrest,
And frowns our earth-born troubles! The life that floods the happy fields
With song and light and color,
Will shape our lives to richer states
And heap our measures fuller. --C. P. Cranch.
I remember being asked what my favorite book was and I couldn't provide an answer, because I have so many. How can I just choose one?

1. Where Is God When Bad Things Happen?
By: Luis Palau
I think this is the number one question that both believers and nonbelievers ask. To me, it's not a simple question to answer, especially in this day and age. The author digs deep into the encouraging hope we all seek when we face trials. This books is written mostly for people who are searching for God and wonder who He is in this troubled world. An…

Finding That Routine

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
—W. E. Henley

We are not strangers to change. In fact, change occurs quite frequently in our lives whether we welcome it or not. Right now, it's a great thing and we embrace it wholeheartedly. The adaptation of that change is a little more difficult than the acceptance. 

What do I mean? Well, finding a routine to fit that change can be challenging. Sometimes, everything has to be shifted, challenged or given up to accommodate the new. Hopefully, for the better. 

So here we are, hoping, praying that things will naturally fall into place as we struggle to get things done. Emily's new schedule is a little hard on the both of us, but pro…

Just Share It: Elisa Morgan

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

I would not have the restless will
That hurries to and fro,
Seeking for some great thing to do,
Or secret thing to know;
I would be treated as a child,
And guided where I go.

In my quest to purge my life and my home in 2019, I was sent this lovely article by this lovely lady. Why do we purge? I think it depends on what age we are at and this young lady seems to have the same idea as I. I hope you enjoy this article as much as I have. 

The Purge of Muchness        By Elisa Morgan
We've lived in our current home for nearly twenty years. Before that, we lived in several other places for shorter periods of time. The move from one to another, after an average of maybe five years in each, brought the need for purge frequently into our lives. Twenty years in one spot has provided an accumulation of muchness. Much hand-me-downs. Much inheritance from all four of our parents. Much memo…

The Colonoscopy Pt. 2

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

Say, dost thou understand the whispered token,
The promise breathed from every leaf and flower?
And dost thou hear the word ere it be spoken,
And apprehend love's presence by its power? --Unknown.
The directions for the prep were very simple. The large cocktail came with a lemon flavoring packet which made me think it might taste decent. It didn't. At about 5 o'clock, I was to fill the container with warm water, add the flavoring and shake vigorously. Emily handled that part. Next, leave the container in the refrigerator for about an hour to chill. They promised it would taste better. They were right except an hour was not enough for that large size container. I ended up adding ice to my glass. 

When 6 p.m. came around, I positioned myself as close to the bathroom as possible expecting the worst. Every ten to fifteen minutes I was to drink an 8 oz. glass. The taste was horrible…

The Colonoscopy Pt. 1

Everyday is a brand new day, everyday is a journey.

Thou hast my flesh, Thy hallowed shrine,
Devoted solely to Thy will;
Here let Thy light forever shine,
This house still let Thy presence fill;
O Source of Life, live, dwell, and move
In me, till all my life be love!

People usually have two types of reactions whenever they hear the word colonoscopy. One, they grimace as if it is something distasteful. I have no idea why people act as if diarrhea, constipation and gas are things that only other people do. Of course, they never do those things. If you have an illness, a disease or are sick, you have done those things. In the medical world, these things are as common as the common cold. Two, they usually comment right away on how horrible the experience was and explicitly inform you of their ordeal they have encountered with it. 

So, first of all, I researched and inquired of my Chronic Illness Group about the procedure and…