I had a great "date" with my little redhead today….a movie that we both loved (How to train a dragon 2). It's so much fun (and so important) to have one on one time with children. There are no interruptions and we can just focus on each other. Love this little man so much.
Sweet Molly, what a beautiful young woman you are….inside and out. And to think that the little girl I held in my arms fourteen years ago is now entering high school…..can't believe it. You have given your whole self into all that you do, Molly, and have already achieved goals some adults never achieve. I love watching you with little ones…especially Patrick. You have a gentle spirit and a tender heart which grow more each day. I love you, Molly, and I love the times we spend together. You have enriched our lives. xxoo
Many weeks ago I lost a picture of my little Meggan which I usually bring with me when I am singing for masses. I attach it to whatever psalm I am singing. I searched everywhere and couldn't find it …. I assumed I had lost it. During choir rehearsal this morning I opened a piece of music we were to sing and out fell the picture. The name of the song was "Treasures In Heaven." Interestingly enough Meg's picture was never attached to that piece of music.
I am grateful for this wonderful sign….and the message it gave me, a gentle hug from above.
111 years ago today my Nama was born. She died at the age of 74, but she packed a whole lot of life and love into those years. I can still hear her laugh, a deep throaty laugh for such a little person. She had one mighty tall personality though. Nama was my girlfriend, and I still laugh at some of the stories she told me.
I'm so glad you were born, Nama!!!!
and become a rock star, I'm gonna get a poodle and I'm gonna get clothes to dress her up.
Ah, yes…..a rock star…..well if anyone can succeed, it sure will be Ally!!!
I am grateful, Lord, for many things…..
for the wonderful weekend in Madison with Kathleen and Stan,
for experiencing (again) helping out for a fund raiser around the capitol,
for safe trips there and home,
for uninterrupted prayer time today while in the car,
for simple things….like feeling the cool breeze on my face….and catching raindrops,
for quiet moments shared with the love of my life, Jim,
for less and less pain from the shingles bout,
All such simple things I know, but it is important for us to recognize and be grateful for the little things in life as well as the big things….
Where does your gratitude lie?
One of the most difficult things for me to deal with is deceit, blatant deceit! I guess I should be used to it by now with a certain individual, but, somehow, I keep trying to trust, thinking maybe, just MAYBE the individual will change.
I ask God, "what am I to learn from this person? " Truly, I have asked for wisdom in dealing with the individual, but I guess I'm just not getting it….or, God, could you talk a little LOUDER? It's like Groundhog Day where the guy keeps reliving the same day over and over ad nauseum until he gets it right!
And so I pray "Dear Lord, please make this individual aware of their manipulative, condescending ways. Help them to be the person you want them to be."
Anyone have any suggestions????
How blessed we are to be AMERICANS! Yes, blessed….even with all our country has experienced and is experiencing, this land of ours was founded on the the principles of FREEDOM…."land where our fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, LET FREEDOM RING!"
Give thanks for all you have…..
How can it be JULY!!!!!!!! Time flies when you're having fun….or even if you're not.
A week or so ago I was diagnosed with shingles, a mild case. Shame on me for never getting the vaccine. SO, if you haven't had it, GET it. Nerve pain is incredibly awful and unrelenting.
I attended the funeral of a friends husband yesterday….."G" was a great guy, wonderful in so many ways. He was talented in stained glass and just about everything he tried. Life was difficult for him and his family of 3 children and his devoted wife. Yet he didn't complain…he had faith, faith the size of that mustard seed we hear about in scripture. "G" lost his job 2 years ago. He was devastated that he could not find another job and finally agreed to tap into his well earned social security benefits. The stress of that compromised his health.
On Wednesday morning his wife found him dead on the floor next to the bed. He never had the chance to say goodbye. How many of us miss or put aside the opportunity to say good bye to our loved ones? As I sat and listened to the priest's homily, I felt this overwhelming push…..yes….PUSH…..to tell each one of my children how much they mean to me. The first was our son, Jim, who resides in California. Because I was crying so hard he had a hard time understanding that no, I'm not dying, but I have felt the need to tell them all.
The next "victim" was our son, Scott. Poor lamb was horrified watching his mother sobbing, yet telling him everything was fine, just needed to tell him I love him.
When our daughter comes in this weekend I will also share some time with her.
You can call this force driving me to do this "a message from heaven." I can't predict the future, tho I wish I had wings to fly like an angel and rid the nation of fear and doubt…..a soft tender wrap.
Live each day to the fullness, aware of every minute. Take in the beauty around you,,,,and always, always tell the people you love that you love them.
I wish you love….
Rusty married her high school sweetheart, Jim. They have four children and seven adorable