Shine on me
As evening shadows set around me the light through the open door remind me of God’s grace and guidance. He shines a light for our path and we must make a decision. Do we take the lighted path or will we go our own way?
When Jesus said come to me, he offered us salvation and mercy. God has tried to teach us he is in control and we must listen, learn and be thankful. We learn to be faithful workers in God’s service. To follow the path he has planned for us we learn patience.
As I age I find myself pondering where I am in God’s plan. Am I following his light and plan. I have worked in service most of my life and find it was his calling that helped me get back on his plan after some wrong turns, doubts and fears. I have found that in the quiet of the evening I hear him speaking to me. As in this picture, he was calling me to focus on the light not the tiny details. I needed to trust in his plan and stop fretting and feeling all alone in the dark.
We are never alone and only have to ask him to show us his will.
I still am amazed at how messages reach me through these pictures I have taken. I am grateful for the light and the guidance.
Tonight as I sat watching my granddaughter sing in her chorale concert I learned that her school is doing away with their music program. Teachers have not been paid in a month and our governor refuses to pass a budget so schools can pay their bills.
I personally feel young minds need structure n learning to help them focus.
I also think that Americans need to take back control when politicians who make bad choices and hold our children hostage. There is no shame in politics today and no honor. I am sure our governor is getting his paycheck unlike our teachers who are suffering at the hands of a dictator. I have hated politics most of my life but you are messing with our grand children’s education that we have worked long and hard to pay for with our taxes.
People of Pennsylvania unite and spread the word about being held hostage by our governor. Tell anyone and everyone until he is impeached or resigns. If any one of us did what he is doing to our children and others in his way, we would be fired. Help get our children’s education back.
This picture reminds me of life through the looking glass. I recall a time where I was young and could conquer the world. I was active and loved to explore the outside world. Where has that time gone? I found myself last year being unable to walk much further than from my chair to the ladies room and back. Every move brought great pain, cramping and weakness in my legs. I used to get annoyed when I would come upon someone walking slowly and I was not able to get around them. I could not understand why they would go that slow. Yet here I was that person that was not able to move and feeling like the world had passed me by.
I finally found a physician that listened to me and after back surgery and a long recovery I am again walking like a normal person. I am so grateful for the kindness that was given to me but then I looked in the mirror. A couple years of not being very mobile really packed on the pounds. Where do I begin to get this weight off. I really could not bring myself to consider surgery again. I researched all the options out in this world where obesity is becoming a norm. I finally found a friend who had lost a large amount of weight and she coached me with the help of some products to finally begin my new journey.
I want to say that I have found it is possible to lose weight as you age and it is never too early to get healthy and prevent further health problems. Obesity leads to diabetes, heart disease and even more disability than we can imagine. I want to acknowledge that even as a nurse you need help at times. It takes courage to begin and to stick with a plan. I found my coach was great support. I have lost ten inches off my waist and the walking is getting better as the weight comes off. I plan on returning to Lake Geneva this summer to tour the things I was not able to see through the window on my visit in 2015.
Waiting for my Rhodie to bloom brings me back to this picture from my front door. They are calling for snow today which seems will delay my beautiful flowers even longer. I wish I could tell Mother Nature to bring on Spring and my flowers.
Watching your grandchildren blossom is a blessing like no other. Holding them when they are first born makes you realize that love is not enough to describe the feelings you experience. Following their milestones, being there when they fall and allowing them to pick themselves up is how we grandparents teach them because we know they can. Recently my first grandchild realized she is at the “end” of her high school career. She is feeling nostalgia about seeing all this end because the future is uncertain. While we have no doubt she will do great things with her life, she remains unsure.
I can recall those feelings of excitement and fear mixed together like a knot in my stomach. Taking one day at a time to enjoy life as it comes is good advise but it is not until you wake one day to realize those days have slipped by. They may have been fleeting but are there to enjoy in your memories.
Go and find your memories knowing we love you and will always be in your heart. Love Pap n Gram. Continue reading
Brookgreen gardens became my oasis of color last summer. I found the flowers magnificent, the sculptures pristine however the marshes, trails n boat ride gave a new meaning to green. From the Spanish moss hanging from the trees to the water reflections, my eyes seemed to drink it all in. I must have taken over 300 pictures that day. I really would love to visit again to see what I missed. So much beauty, so shot my stay. Makes me green with envy of those who live in South Carolina.
Life in slow motion
Life catches us in many phases. When we begin to realize we have slowed down, we tend to look back and wonder. Sitting inside at Lake Geneva a few months ago looking out a window made me reflect on where my career had taken me. When I began nursing as my life choice I was eager to change how the world saw this profession. I wanted to make a difference for patients and nurses. Nurses needed to unite and work together encouraging each other to reach common goals for everyone. After experiencing mentors who ate their young, I found myself confronting the word “why.” I continue to ask that same question for patients who can’t seem to be heard or receive quality care.
I found myself seeing my reflection in the window realizing I was not being able to go out on this beautiful day due to needing to speak about nurse options at a conference. Advocating for change to find answers for the “why” I continue to ask. Daydreaming of a perfect world outside this window was as misleading as the wind was brisk.