Prepping For The Winter

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





Thy home is with the humble, Lord!
    The simple are Thy rest;
  Thy lodging is in childlike hearts;
    Thou makest there Thy nest.
F. W. FABER.

Every Fall, we sit down and make a list for what we need for the upcoming Winter. We prep in every way possible. This year it seems that the cold has come pretty early. I am not really ready to prep. I'm even wondering if I should. 

There has been so much going on that time is very precious and in short supply. Plus, I feel we are already busting at the seams with stuff. There's stuff everywhere, I walk into the pantry and things keep falling down on top of me from every direction. The shelves in the living room are busting out from books and knickknacks laying around on top of each other. Everywhere one looks, there just too much stuff. The closets, the shelves, the cabinets, everything! 

I cannot breathe or rest easy when there is clutter. I feel like my life is a mess just like these corners of our apartment. Where did this stuff come from? Lord, I feel we acquired even more stuff since moving here two years ago. It's true what they say, the more room you have, the more you fill it with stuff. 

So we will not be prepping for Winter this year. Instead, the goal is to de-clutter in every way possible.It's not something that can be done in a weekend. It will take time and I have made it a 2019 goal. That's the only prepping I have done is make a list of goals for 2019. More on that later. For now, I have to figure out where to start. Sometimes, the best thing to do is start from the beginning so into the living room we go. 

Have a blessed day everyone. 

Thanksgiving Traditions

  

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




They do not toil:
  Content with their allotted task
  They do but grow; they do not ask
  A richer lot, a higher sphere,
  But in their loveliness appear,
  And grow, and smile, and do their best,
  And unto God they leave the rest.
MARIANNE FARNINGHAM

So today is Thanksgiving and like many of our Holidays, the true traditions are once again lost. As I age, I see the valuable traditions disappear. That saddens me and I often wonder what has happened to them. When did they begin disappearing? Was it during my generational Youth or the next one? Did I have a part in it? 

Society plays a huge part in it. Thanksgiving gets lost somewhere between Halloween and Christmas. The Christmas items are brought out in the stores well ahead of Thanksgiving promoting one over another. Even the workplace doesn't provide amble time off for us cooks to prepare these huge meals for our families. How many of us are working until the very last day before getting up at crack of dawn on Thanksgiving to quickly make the meal? 

Is it no wonder that many people opt to forego Thanksgiving this year? Too much trouble, not enough time and way too much work! Well, that's the material world for you. Who says we need to make elaborate meals with turkey, ham and ribs? People spend way too much money on the materialism rather than on the quality time spent with family. 

How about a simple meal with family and friends. Maybe each one can bring something to add to the table? Afterwards, play a game or two as a whole. You will be pleasantly surprised how much fun you can actually have with the people you claim are irksome, thanking God that holidays are so far apart. This way you don't have to spend too much time with them. How awful to have to be feeling this way about people one has invited to break bread with. 

Let's bring back Thanksgiving the way it should be. Make the time to spend with deepening relationships with the people we claim mean so much to us. 

Happy Thanksgiving everyone.

Where Is This Coming From?

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



Who cares for the burden,
 the night,
ess a light shines plain,
When a voice calls "Hail," 
and a friend draws rein,
With an arm for the stubborn load?

For life is the chance of a friend or two
This side of the journey's goal.
Though the world be a desert the long night through,
Yet the gay flowers bloom and the sky shows blue
When a soul salutes a soul.

--Unknown

I've never really had a midlife crisis that many people experience. I'm not even sure if I believe in one. I can say that I have been lately feeling very defeated and quite angry. Now, that truly scares me a bit. The last time I have ever been angry like this was many, many years ago when my youngest son died. It was the second time in about 3 or 4 years that I buried another child. Another son. 

That period in my life was the darkest where I was so full of anger towards God. I was brought up in the Catholic faith where we all had a cross to bear in life. The death of my first son was that cross for me. I lost one already and I just didn't understand why God would take from me again. That experience made me evaluate my life up to then and has changed me forever, for the better. 

Lately, I have found myself feeling that anger. At first, that anger would show up toward others or situations. I didn't recognize it for what it was, but thought to myself, I'm just stressed. Or that I don't like this person or the position I am in at work. I don't believe that to be true any longer. 

There seems to be something going on inside of me, something that obviously needs to come out. Something I need to address. I honestly feel that I have been a very dutiful person. No matter if I wanted to do something or not, I was always encouraged to put aside my own feelings or responsibilities to help my family. 

I wanted to lay aside all of that dutiful responsibility and do something just for myself. This trip with my brother ended up being a pilgrimage for me, just for me and no one else. I'm sure this journey has come to mean something different for Ted and me separately. Which is only to be expected, because we are two people with two completely different issues. I can only speak for myself now and if you are curious about his take on it, you should inquire of him yourself.

In conclusion of these past eight days away from home, I have learned so much about myself. One, even after all these years of not having a relationship with my father, I have no issues with him. I think that I have resolved whatever anger or resentment years ago. Deep down inside, whatever happened is over and it's time to move along. 

All the way home, I felt such freedom like never before. Somehow, my mind seemed clearer even though I don't know where the future will take me or my children. Yet, that is okay with me. The second thing I've learned is about my work and my take on it. It is time, my friends, to drop this constant nagging and complaining about how awful my work life has become these past few years. A new company on December 1 will take over and that means a new beginning for me.

Another thing, I can rest easy about Emily. No matter whatever the future will bring, whether I'm in it or not, she'll be fine, because she is a child of God. God takes care of His children, especially the ones that are obedient. Eight days away and she was fine. Just fine without me.

Sometimes, we need to get away from everything and everyone to focus on ourselves. One never knows what will come out of an experience. It could be vital. It could be cleansing. One just has to do it.

Have a blessed day everyone. 

Fall Is Quickly Leaving

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





God doth not need
  Either man's works or His own gifts;
 who best Bear His mild yoke,
 they serve Him best; 
His state Is kingly; 
thousands at His bidding speed,
  And post o'er land and ocean without rest;
  They also serve who only stand and wait.
J. MILTON.

The Fall colors are absolutely my favorite of all. I love to see the different shades of yellows, reds and browns that emerge surrounding the landscape in it's true beauty. I feel like this year, I wasn't able to enjoy Fall at all. It certainly seems to have been a short Season, since the majority of us have already experienced snow. 

Winter is fast creeping up kicking Fall out. Bullying his way in whether we like it or not. Are you ready? I know I certainly am not. I wanted to enjoy the Fall colors for a bit longer. I think my trip to Arizona kind of shortened my Season here. Their Fall is nothing like ours. The whole time we were there it was in the 80's all day. The temperatures did drop at night, but as soon as the Sun rose, so did the temps.

Usually, I have more time to get ready, but this time, everything seems to be flying past. No time to dwell in the falling leaves or search the sky for the geese flying overhead. The cold has set in and the soup is on the stove. Settle in snugly, because Fall is leaving. 

Have a blessed day everyone.

The Vegetation

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




 Fling wide the portals of your heart,
  Make it a temple set apart
  From earthly use for Heaven's employ,
  Adorned with prayer, and love, and joy.
  So shall your Sovereign enter in,
  And new and nobler life begin.
G. WEISSEL.

One thing that truly surprised me about Arizona are all the different bushes and flowers that can grow there, especially the rose bushes. We kept driving past this rose bush farm of every color. Talk about beauty! A huge array of color splashed across the landscape. Gorgeous. Simply gorgeous.

The grass itself happens to be very soft unlike the kind we have here in Illinois. It's more delicate, because of the temperatures. Not everyone has grass here. There are many homes that have gravel rocks and that looks pretty good,too. I think that's what I would do if I lived there, but in the backyard, I would make it look like a paradise with all sorts of color.

Besides palm trees, there were many others and if one went to the mountains, one would find trees that are very familiar to us and can be found at home. We went to the nursery, because Ted was searching for a particular cactus to bring home to Wisconsin for his green house. He already has numerous palm trees and wanted to add to his tropical collection amidst the Winter Wonderland of Wisconsin!

of course, we were unable to pick one up due to the fact that we were traveling on the train. How does one bring a cactus home? It's not like we can carry it in a shopping bag. Still, we had so much fun checking out all the different species of cacti and flowers. Maybe, on another trip via driving? Who knows.

Have a blessed day everyone. 

The Mexican Border

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



Not from the dangers that beset our path
From storm or sudden death,
 or pain or wrath,
We pray deliverance;
But from the envious eye,
 the narrowed mind
Of those that are the vultures of mankind
Thy aid advance.

Not at the strong man's righteous rage or hate,
But at the ambushed malice laid in wait
Thy strength arise;
At those who ever seek to spot the fair
White garments of a neighbor's character
With mud of lies.

--Theodosia P. Garrison^.

^{The Mexican Border. So much controversy. So much conversation. So much anguish. There was a point in our train journey where we actually came close to the Mexican Border. I was excited and I wasn't the only one. Almost everyone on the train leaned in closer to the windows, cameras in hand.} 

<sup>You know, Ted mentioned something the other day while we were sightseeing. We saw so many fences in people's yards that were made from stone blocks hiding everything in the yard. He said that every time he sees a fence, he thinks what are the people trying to keep others from taking. A fence is to keep others out. It's a source of protection. 

I thought of what he said when I viewed these pictures of the Mexican Border. He is right, that's what a fence does, it keeps others out and protects what you own. No matter what your view is on this controversial topic, but almost all of us have a fenced in yard for that very purpose. Yet, we are offended that our Country would have a fence around it's border to keep us Americans safe. 

Is it really the Wall that we are objecting to or is it the person in the Oval Office? There's a huge difference here. Really think about it. If it's the Wall, let's remove the fence around your yard. How vulnerable would you feel then? Just something to chew on.

Have a blessed day everyone.</sup> 

The Mountains

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



I've many a cross to take up now,
    And many left behind;
  But present troubles move me not,
    Nor shake my quiet mind.
  And what may be to-morrow's cross
    I never seek to find;
  My Father says, "Leave that to me,
    And keep a quiet mind."
ANON.

The mountains! Let me tell you how surprised I am to find Arizona surrounded by these huge mountains. I don't know what it was I expected this state to look like, but never like this, that's for sure. One could stand in one spot and do a complete 360 in that spot to find a complete circle of mountains in the background. Gorgeous!

As of now, the Mountains are my favorite and my choice of residence. If I had to choose right now where in Arizona I would live, that's where I am heading. We spent an entire day at Prescott. There is a small town right before Prescott and right after that winding ride up the mountain that would be my choice. 

 I thought that I would have problems with my joints up there in the mountains, because of the high altitude. It was quite the opposite. My legs felt the best right up there. Amazingly good. I felt no aches and pains at all. My ears were popping constantly and my mouth was extremely dried. Eventually, all of that would adapt naturally, but I do realize one has to be hydrated well to live up there. 

 Another thing that was surprising up there was the weather. The temperatures are a bit cooler and at times, they even have a light coating of snow. It probably has the closest weather to my state than anywhere else in Arizona. Or at least, an attempt of having other Seasons than sunshine all year round. When we got to Prescott, there were actual trees and I don't mean Palms. It could have been any suburb in Illinois right now. There was the turning of foliage that I loved. 

 If you want to see more of these mountains, feel free to visit my previous blog titled " Sightseeing With Dad" and you can see them in the background of our pictures.

In conclusion, I think I have found another edition to my "maybe" retirement homes.

Have a blessed day everyone.