Thursday, December 20, 2007

All My Babies

From Chronicles of Thankfulness...

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Trials & Tribulations

If you happen upon this, I ask for your prayers. My newest Grandson, Austen is in the hospital, fighting to simply breathe. He was recently diagnosed with Cystic Fibrosis and has Pneumonia in one lung. He's just a little guy and was foaming at the mouth, last night, struggling to breathe. They rushed him to the hospital.

Is it the sins of the father visited on his son? Is is because of the sins of the Father & Mother, meaning because of myself and my Husband, their Father?

This is my son, Waylon's second child, to be diagnosed with CF. Two children by two different women, both with CF. Of course, I want to stomp my boots at heaven and ask why? At the same time, my faith dictates to me that the Father has the situation at hand, has his eye on these children. I have to believe that it is all for a reason. That doesn't mean it's not more than painful.

In my life, if I've learned nothing else, it's that all things happen for a reason. I pray that reason is revealed. I pray that we all have the strength to rise above this. I pray that Austen's Mother, Gwen, has the ability to relish everyday, with this child. I pray for her calm assurance, that the Father does have his hand upon the situation. I pray that this curse, of the sins of the father and mother are dissipated, banished from my children and theirs. I pray that we see the blessings in this. I also pray that we will recognize that we must place ourselves in the position to be blessed. With this said, I pray my son will do right by his son, all of his children and realize the entire situation.
Please pray for Austen???

Thursday, December 13, 2007

My Resolution


I've been through hell as of late, my ass is certainly scorched, the hair singed off, as I skirted the gates of hell.

The Winds of Change are blowing and I look forward to the New Year. I'm standing up, not dancing as fast as I did but a bit more optimistic. While some say the glass is half full, others will say the glass is half empty. I will just be grateful for the water.

I've never been one for New Years Resolutions but this year, mine is to be a little less negative, a little more assertive and I'm done playing the Saint Barbara/Martyr role. That doesn't mean I will begin a daily regimen of negativity. No, it means I will begin an exercise of self preservation. I will seek out that which makes me laugh, those that love me unconditionally and a no holes barred approach, to a few important things/situations/scenarios. The biggest or most important of those things is, I will become the Matriarch of my family again. This New Year, I will have a goal to get back to a place, where "MY" family is there for holidays, I will cook that Turkey myself and have my children and grandchildren by my side.

Happy Holidays


What's your Resolution???

Friday, December 7, 2007

The Jar & Beer


When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar...and the beer.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.

He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was. So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was. The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes." The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things--your family, your children, your health, your friends, your favorite passions--things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, your car. The sand is everything else--the small stuff. If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important to you. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your spouse out to dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and fix the disposal. "Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.

The professor smiled. "I’m glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of beers."