December 25, 2013
To all I wish a very Merry Christmas. Please remember the true meaning of this day. Use it as a time to appreciate what we have. Use it as a time to reflect back on the wonders of Christmas’s past.
My wish for all is for both today and throughout the New Year ahead:
“May the very best day in your past be not nearly as good as the worst day in your future”
Vi and Bill
December 22, 2013
Several months ago I wrote of the passing of my dear cousin Joe. For very understandable family reasons his Memorial service was delayed until this past Friday. Physical distance prevented us from attending. Speaking to other family I am told it was a beautiful memorial befitting the man Joe was.
I ask for prayers please for the family as they head into this first Christmas without him. Personally, I believe that while he now resides in Heaven, there is someway in which his Spirit will be with the family. Knowing Joe, even while in Heavenly form, he will be beside himself trying to provide comfort and support.
Merry Christmas Joe, you are so missed
December 14, 2013
Well another birthday has come and gone. I am sure it was a wonderful day, I slept through most of it. Morning nap, long afternoon nap and then early to bed. The parts of the day I saw were really good. Lynelle (stepdaughter) came in with Sadie and Seth. Having young kids around just brightens any occasion.
The kids and I have a hug stealing game going on. Catch the other off guard and steal a hug. Poppa here likes this game. I feel like a winner no matter which way the “stealing” goes. Any game has to have rules. Ours are simple. Hugs can be stolen at any time except if you are in your bedroom, the bathroom or at the table eating. Score keeping, keeping track of who has stolen the most hugs, is left in their hands. How those records are calculated can sometimes be a little mystifying, to the point it is a fore drawn conclusion that based on their reported scores I am destined to loose badly. With all those hugs going on I can’t help but feel the winner
December 13, 2013
Here it is my birthday. I never imagined or saw myself reaching this milestone. It is but by the grace of God that I am still here. I don’t have the words to express my feelings of gratitude. I am here with a reasonable quality of life, enjoying life and appreciating every moment of it. Doctors have but written me off so many times I can’t help but feel the Hand of God must be at play here. For which I daily say a prayer of thanks.
it is 10 years ago, I got the words: “two years if I was lucky” and here I am. I am a very strong believer in the power of prayer. Over this blogging time prayers have been for me all over the world. I do thank all for each and every prayer, it has and still does mean a lot to me. I know those prayers were /are heard.
As has become what I suppose you could call my birthday tradition here on the blog I have flat out asked for gifts to help me celebrate. Here I am at it again.
What gifts am I looking for. Random acts of kindness. The size of the act doesn’t matter, for whom it is done doesn’t matter. All that matters is that we take but a few minutes, even a few seconds out of our day to do a random act of kindness for another. The only thing that matters is that it comes from the goodness, the loving kindness contained within our hearts. We are not looking for any sort of recognition or reward.
Should our act be noticed we accept no reward or compensation other than we request it be passed on.
it is my hope many will leave comments for me here, telling me of what you did. It will not be seem as bragging, boastful or any such but instead more as encouragement for others to join in. Share ideas of even the smallest things that can be done. Who is to know what we see as a insignificant act may have a much larger impact on the receiver of our act than we can image. Please
December 10, 2013
Just watching the news. Yesterday, the temp. here in Winnipeg factoring in the wind was a balmy -43. Temperatures like that are a little brisk. No, temperatures like that are damn cold.
the news story I just watched was on how, us Winnipegers don’t let anything get in the way of us enjoying the outdoors. The news article showed clips of families out and about going for walks. Kids playing in the snow………
I am obviously not in the hearty Canadian category. We are hiding in the house.
December 7, 2013
I often see comments left by those struggling with the idea of visiting a terminally ill person. It may be struggling with the thought of going or looking for suggestions on what to say during such a visit.
I have said many times I am not a doctor, nor therapist, I am just sharing my thoughts from my own experience and my thoughts which most certainly not apply to everyone. Every situation is unique as every individual is. These are my thoughts as they apply to me.
Firstly, should you call/visit. My answer to that would be a big YES. Geography may make a visit impossible but I think it is fair to assume most have access to a telephone. Recently I have written of the sad passing of my cousin Joe. I spoke to his wife Ev, she spoke of how the telephone was constantly ringing off the hook. She said it was wonderful as it showed how much people cared. I think that is wonderful of all that are showing that caring.
From that I am going to take it one step further. If calling or visiting can show how much you care. Could not the same be felt if you do not call. Now I know I am over simplifying and maybe over stating it, or am I. Calling shows how much you care, not calling shows how much you care. A terminal patient is aware you know of their condition. If they don’t even get a call, what are they left to think? Do you think they could get the impression they are not important enough to you to even warrant a simple phone call. Now think about that. Yeah, yeah, I know hundreds of excuses will instantly pop to mind. Try to think of it from the patients point of view.
What to say or talk about. For me that is easy. I am still the same person I was before the doctors came up with their prognosis. My likes and dislikes are the same, I enjoy the same things. Talk as we “normally” would. Reminiscing is always good, take a trip down memory lane. If you want to ask about my health, go ahead and I will answer your questions. I live and breathe all of that on a daily basis. A pleasant distraction is much more appreciated