Monday, March 9, 2009

My free day!

I got up this morning and hurried and showered and got ready. It is habit now ,because the next thing I am suppose to do... is head to the hospital for radiation. Well, not today, after seven weeks I was finally free today, to do or not do ...whatever I wanted. It felt weird, but great. I still can't help but think though of my survivor friends who are still in that waiting room every day. My thoughts and prayers are with them.

I had a couple of dear friends stop by and visit this morning. Then Amy and Angie came over for the day. I am not sure that I really accomplished anything today, other than playing with play dough and coloring and singing and dancing with Angie. So I guess I need to take that back, I did do a lot today!  When Angie climbs on my lap and sees my burn, she says "oh Nana, you have an owie, I am sorry'll be ok". She is right, I do have an owie and it does hurt but...I will heal and be ok. Today the incision burn seems a bit worse, but my main burn seems to be changing ( for the better I hope ). The skin is beginning to bubble up now and itch a bit so...I am just trying to make sure that it doesn't get infected.

I was on the phone last night to my brother and we were talking about how bad the economy is doing. He is a Stock Broker and he has many clients that are losing much of their life savings. He said that it has been a really hard thing to watch, and realize that he can't do anything to help them. His job is stressful like that each day, lately. When I was reading the news I realized that things do look grim but... this story I found; put things back into perspective some.

                                                         PROBLEM OR SOLUTION?

   It was 1933, I had been laid off my part-time job and could no longer make my contribution to the family larder. Our only income was what Mother could make by doing dressmaking for others.

   Then Mother was sick for a few weeks and unable to work. The electric company came out and cut off the power when we couldn't pay the bill. Then the gas company cut off the gas. Then the water company. But the Health Department made them turn the water back on for reasons of sanitation. The cupboard got very bare. Fortunately, we had a vegetable garden and were able to cook some of its produce in a campfire in the back yard.

   Then one day my younger sister came tripping home from school with , "We're supposed to bring something to school tomorrow to give to the poor."

   Mother started to blurt out, "I don't know of anyone who is any poorer than we are," when her mother, who was living with us at the time, shushed her with a hand on her arm and a frown.

   "Eva," she said, "if you give that child the idea that she is 'poor folks' at her age, she will be 'poor folks' for the rest of her life. There is one jar of homemade jelly left. She can take that."

   Grandmother found some tissue paper and a little bit of pink ribbon with which she wrapped our last jar of jelly, and Sis tripped off to school the next day proudly carrying her "gift to the poor."

   And ever after, if there was a problem in the community, Sis just naturally assumed that she was supposed to be part of the solution.                                                          ______________Edgar Bledsoe

I asked God for strength that I might achieve. I was made weak that I might learn humbly to obey. I asked for health that I might do great things. I was given infirmity that I might do better things. I asked for riches that I might be happy. I was given poverty that I might be wise. I asked for power that I might have the praise of men. I was give weakness that I might feel the need of God. I asked for all things that I might enjoy life. I was given life that I might enjoy all things. I got nothing that I asked for, but everything I hoped for. Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered. I am, among all men, most richly blessed."      ___Unknown

"You aren't wealthy until you have something money can't buy."   ___Garth Brooks

"Poverty consist in feeling poor."   ___ Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Don't tell me where your priorities are. Show me where you spend your money and I'll tell  you what they are."   __James W. Frick

This was a great thing for me to remember, we need to all help each other through these hard times, as well as acknowledge our many blessings!

Thanks for being one of my greatest blessings!

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