Okay, enough already!!!! I thought that a few inches not to bad, but 13 1/2 in 30 hours is a bit much, then they tell us more is coming.....more, are ya sure. Yep, they were right another 5 inches and and inch and then they say tonight through tomorrow another 5 inches. Shovel shovel shovel....rest....shovel shove shovel.....rest.....shovel shovel shovel.......think cuss word......
does this stop soon......shovel shovel shove..
Yep that has been my life here for a bit. I do like snow but I have to say a break would be a good idea. My husband and I are taking turns in shoveling hopeing to not wipe our shoulders and arms at. Not sure that is working yet. But teamwork always does help. If nothing else you don't feel like you are alone in the project. How often do we need teamwork? I think we need each other every day, to encourage us, to make us laugh, to have a good cry. Teamwork isn't just with my mate, it is with family and friends as well.
For me, the most important thing that I get from it is the emotional support, knowing that hey are just feelings and there are friends and family to share it with good or bad, that I don't have to carry it on my own. Now that just lifts the load right there.
So who helps you lift the load, do you allow others into your life to let them carry part of your load? Teamwork really matters when it comes to loads and carrying them. It makes the load lighter for each person. Smart idea!!!!!! Then why do I not do it sometimes. I think, oh I can handle this. I'm okay. Sometimes I am, other times it starts to snowball and I realize I should have asked for some help on this one. I hope after all these years I have learned to ask for help more. It is something I have been thinking about more with the diagnosis of Fibromyalgia. I can't do it all on my own, I have to ask for help. My body just can't do all it use to, it needs help.
And in the end it strengthens those relationships that I have, allows others to give into my life and for me to give into theirs on a whole different level.
Also been enjoying sewing again. Hadn't been able to do very much and finally have gotten a handle on the pain. Took and takes lots of paying attention, figureing out what works for me in medications, and learning how much exercise to do without over doing it. Now that one is funny, overdoing my exercisisng. Who would have ever thought!!!! Not this girl.
I do know this, if you shovel heavy snow, you can exasterbate your shoulder and jaw muscles and set off a migraine. Yep, that wasn't a nice lesson to learn, so guess who will be shoveling snow a bit differntly. But I just gotta play in the snow. Just gotta. My grands made a snowman in my yard on Sunday when everyone was here staying warm. I like him very much, opppss, I was informed that is was a girl. Regardless, it is sweet cause they made it for their Nana.
I have to say, I do not think we will have a drought this summer, we will have an amazing snowbase this year. My flowers will love all that nice water to plump them up.
So, keep safe and warm and allow others to give into your lives, it is a grand gift to them and to you.
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
OPPPPSSSSS
Yep, that would be oppppsss. I thought I had just written and now I realize it has almost been a week. Yes, I can laugh at myself.
This week for some reason I have keep getting my days mixed up. It sure has made my dd laugh and maybe that was the whole point, just to give her a good laugh.
I think one of the good lessons in life as we grow older is learning to laugh at yourself. If I can laugh at myself, I accept who I am. It allows me to be human and silly at times. Ok, lots of times I am silly. It brings the kid out in you as well. Remember when you were a child and giggled over nothing. My grand daughters help me remember those times as they make up silly words, sing at the top of their lungs with no words at all, make faces in a mirror and laugh at themselves. Not taking myself so seriously helps me to let go of those emotions that want to drag me down.
Letting go has been something I have been thinking about and speaking out loud. I am realizing with having Fibro that I have to let things go. I can't be super woman, I could never be in the first place truthfully. That I can use what energy I have and then I have to let go of my expectations of what I thought that should be. It is a humbling experience. It also allows others to come into your life and be able to give into yours. How often in our indepence do we not allow others in who have something to give to us. We rob them of their joy by not allowing them to give. In the world we live in, independence and making it on your own are key words. But are they true? Can anyone truly "make it on their own"? We need each other and our communites and families. Those people help shape our character, show us a different perspective, and give into our lives. So how can I just say I did it on my own? I don't think I can anymore.
So who will come along and give into your life and make it richer? Will you allow them that privilege, will you be more attentive to that stranger who gives you a smile as a gift, will you become more aware of others and your community? I know that I am endeavering to take a second look around and see, really see. Hope you do too.
This week for some reason I have keep getting my days mixed up. It sure has made my dd laugh and maybe that was the whole point, just to give her a good laugh.
I think one of the good lessons in life as we grow older is learning to laugh at yourself. If I can laugh at myself, I accept who I am. It allows me to be human and silly at times. Ok, lots of times I am silly. It brings the kid out in you as well. Remember when you were a child and giggled over nothing. My grand daughters help me remember those times as they make up silly words, sing at the top of their lungs with no words at all, make faces in a mirror and laugh at themselves. Not taking myself so seriously helps me to let go of those emotions that want to drag me down.
Letting go has been something I have been thinking about and speaking out loud. I am realizing with having Fibro that I have to let things go. I can't be super woman, I could never be in the first place truthfully. That I can use what energy I have and then I have to let go of my expectations of what I thought that should be. It is a humbling experience. It also allows others to come into your life and be able to give into yours. How often in our indepence do we not allow others in who have something to give to us. We rob them of their joy by not allowing them to give. In the world we live in, independence and making it on your own are key words. But are they true? Can anyone truly "make it on their own"? We need each other and our communites and families. Those people help shape our character, show us a different perspective, and give into our lives. So how can I just say I did it on my own? I don't think I can anymore.
So who will come along and give into your life and make it richer? Will you allow them that privilege, will you be more attentive to that stranger who gives you a smile as a gift, will you become more aware of others and your community? I know that I am endeavering to take a second look around and see, really see. Hope you do too.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Being real
Okay, I was giving a challenge from Torismimi. Of coarse I am so not computer figured out yet.
So girlfriend, here we go. I have no idea how to do I link, another thing I need to learn.
She asked me what 7 things about myself, that are weird and someone might not know about me. Hmmmm let me think.....
1. I like doodling on a piece of paper when I talk on the phone.
2. I modeled clothes for a place I worked and had my picture in the paper. Trust me it was when I was much younger.
3. I snore when I am really tired, yes me snore!!!!!!
4. I love to go camping.
5. hmmmm, I enjoy a good ole sappy movie
6. I like eating peanut butter and pickle sandwiches, yes you read that right....
7. I have a few teddy bears, and they aren't for my grandchildren, they are mine all mine!!
Ya'all laughing yet, you should be. I have to say those peanut butter pickle sandwiches are the best. A neighbor who lived across made them for her kids and I was one of the gang that hung out. I know they sound awful, and I wasn't sure that I wanted to try them at first, but man yummo. Yes, I still have a crave for them every once in a while and indulge myself. See chocolate isn't the only thing I want......
Today was what I am terming as an owie day, I deal with Fibromyalgia, sounds quite interesting right? Not even, it basically means your joints and muscles hurt all the time and you are exhausted. I am having some success with the meds they have me on. Exercise is the most important factor, regardless of the pain, ya gots to keep moving. I have my up days and my down days but as I go along on this journey I learn a little more and learn what works best for me. It is easy, no. Will I survive, yep I will. I choose to look forward to things, simple daily things. Like the 15 seconds of no pain when I wake up. I am so grateful for that 15 seconds.
And those add up every day to a little piece without pain. I have those around me who love me daily, friendships that encourage and keep me going, a Savior who know and understands pain,
and have good cries when I need to. Those are as important as the other things, because I can't bottle up the pain that I emotionally go through. It won't help me in the long run. Releasing and letting go will. A life lesson that is learned daily. Oh yeah and most important, have a good laugh lots and lots and lots during each day. It truly is good medicine.
So remember wherever you are at, take one moment at a time, take a deep breath and realize that you are not alone in whatever you are going through. In this huge world around us there are others in similiar circumstances. Don't forget it doesn't negate where you are at, your pain is still pain. But don't ever think that you are the only one in that boat. Share with those around you that you trust, be real, let them hold you up on those days that it takes every bit of energy you have to put one foot in front of the other, and know that cirumstances change. This trail that you are going through will come to an end and you will be stronger and more compassionate to those around you because you do know what it was like.
Hugs to each and every one of you.
So girlfriend, here we go. I have no idea how to do I link, another thing I need to learn.
She asked me what 7 things about myself, that are weird and someone might not know about me. Hmmmm let me think.....
1. I like doodling on a piece of paper when I talk on the phone.
2. I modeled clothes for a place I worked and had my picture in the paper. Trust me it was when I was much younger.
3. I snore when I am really tired, yes me snore!!!!!!
4. I love to go camping.
5. hmmmm, I enjoy a good ole sappy movie
6. I like eating peanut butter and pickle sandwiches, yes you read that right....
7. I have a few teddy bears, and they aren't for my grandchildren, they are mine all mine!!
Ya'all laughing yet, you should be. I have to say those peanut butter pickle sandwiches are the best. A neighbor who lived across made them for her kids and I was one of the gang that hung out. I know they sound awful, and I wasn't sure that I wanted to try them at first, but man yummo. Yes, I still have a crave for them every once in a while and indulge myself. See chocolate isn't the only thing I want......
Today was what I am terming as an owie day, I deal with Fibromyalgia, sounds quite interesting right? Not even, it basically means your joints and muscles hurt all the time and you are exhausted. I am having some success with the meds they have me on. Exercise is the most important factor, regardless of the pain, ya gots to keep moving. I have my up days and my down days but as I go along on this journey I learn a little more and learn what works best for me. It is easy, no. Will I survive, yep I will. I choose to look forward to things, simple daily things. Like the 15 seconds of no pain when I wake up. I am so grateful for that 15 seconds.
And those add up every day to a little piece without pain. I have those around me who love me daily, friendships that encourage and keep me going, a Savior who know and understands pain,
and have good cries when I need to. Those are as important as the other things, because I can't bottle up the pain that I emotionally go through. It won't help me in the long run. Releasing and letting go will. A life lesson that is learned daily. Oh yeah and most important, have a good laugh lots and lots and lots during each day. It truly is good medicine.
So remember wherever you are at, take one moment at a time, take a deep breath and realize that you are not alone in whatever you are going through. In this huge world around us there are others in similiar circumstances. Don't forget it doesn't negate where you are at, your pain is still pain. But don't ever think that you are the only one in that boat. Share with those around you that you trust, be real, let them hold you up on those days that it takes every bit of energy you have to put one foot in front of the other, and know that cirumstances change. This trail that you are going through will come to an end and you will be stronger and more compassionate to those around you because you do know what it was like.
Hugs to each and every one of you.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Money Money Money..........
Yep, some days you wonder what in the world you are gonna do, cause money.......
I can get bluesy at times because of having to deal with it but what is it really?
Does money define who I am, does it make me less or more than, does it truly make a difference in whether I am content or not? The answer is it shouldn't make a difference to whether I am content or not, at least for me. One of the times that my dh was wrestling with the identity side of this issue, here is the answer he got, Money is a medium of exchange. That is it. It doesnt define your relationships, it doesnt make you who your truly are, it is just that a medium of exchange. When I get frustrated by the bills and wondering how we are going to make it, I think about that. Circumstances always change, there will always be ups and downs and money should not be what defines me.
Society has tended to make it a defining aspect of who we are, now isn't that the silliest thing.
What should define us is our character, how we think, what we believe, how we live. Kindness, love, caring, giving that should define us, not how many $$$$$ go with our names.
I think about the ridiculous amounts of money we pay athletes, and movie stars, and others. What are we really teaching our children, teenagers and young adults. By what standard will they judge themselves? How can I make a change in the lives of those that are younger in my life? What can I teach them about money? Makes me think a lot and ask for wisdom in sharing with my grands about what truly is important.
Hope it makes you think some too. Money isn't what defines you, whether you have it or don't.
What defines you is who you are, what you contribute to those around you, the love and caring that you give to others and yourself, by the way. Don't let those money issues become your only focus, in time, those issues do work themselfs out and we learn the lessons of how to manage it better along the way. Sometimes life happens and you just deal with what comes as best you can. No shame in that!!!!!! Life happens to everyone!!
Yep, preaching to the choir tonight, that would be me!!!
Take a deep breath and remember who you are. Smile big and walk on!!!!!!
I can get bluesy at times because of having to deal with it but what is it really?
Does money define who I am, does it make me less or more than, does it truly make a difference in whether I am content or not? The answer is it shouldn't make a difference to whether I am content or not, at least for me. One of the times that my dh was wrestling with the identity side of this issue, here is the answer he got, Money is a medium of exchange. That is it. It doesnt define your relationships, it doesnt make you who your truly are, it is just that a medium of exchange. When I get frustrated by the bills and wondering how we are going to make it, I think about that. Circumstances always change, there will always be ups and downs and money should not be what defines me.
Society has tended to make it a defining aspect of who we are, now isn't that the silliest thing.
What should define us is our character, how we think, what we believe, how we live. Kindness, love, caring, giving that should define us, not how many $$$$$ go with our names.
I think about the ridiculous amounts of money we pay athletes, and movie stars, and others. What are we really teaching our children, teenagers and young adults. By what standard will they judge themselves? How can I make a change in the lives of those that are younger in my life? What can I teach them about money? Makes me think a lot and ask for wisdom in sharing with my grands about what truly is important.
Hope it makes you think some too. Money isn't what defines you, whether you have it or don't.
What defines you is who you are, what you contribute to those around you, the love and caring that you give to others and yourself, by the way. Don't let those money issues become your only focus, in time, those issues do work themselfs out and we learn the lessons of how to manage it better along the way. Sometimes life happens and you just deal with what comes as best you can. No shame in that!!!!!! Life happens to everyone!!
Yep, preaching to the choir tonight, that would be me!!!
Take a deep breath and remember who you are. Smile big and walk on!!!!!!
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