Posted on 10/28/2011 6:16:08 PM PDT by anotherBarbarian
Edited on 10/28/2011 6:36:31 PM PDT by Admin Moderator. [history]
I have paw prints on my hood from the cat someone dropped off at my job.
Nobody has been able to catch the cat either.
As long as you know it’s there, you can’t sleep in peace ...
Yeah.
And it looks confused like, “Hey, who are you people?!”
I always thought the phrase was, “May you die a long time.”
Oh. Not the same, is it? My bad.
Strange mood, ‘Face. I wake up feeling like I am dying more each day. Chronic pain is the pits..... Thank God for codeine and gabapentin - the only RXs that keep me going. Some days I just want to scream..... PT is helping a little, but the nerve related leg pain remains constant.
Oh, honey. I am so sorry. Your depression over the loss of your sweetheart is no doubt contributing to the overall malaise that has you in its grip.
I just finished “decorating” for Christmas, and it would seem that all my decorations are Nativities...my, my...I wonder why? Perhaps the visual reminder of the Savior’s Birth is enough to carry me through the holidays. They are always spent alone, as they have been since 1989, so I can empathize with you.
One year, when my life was at one of the bleakest points, someone gave me half a dozen felt Christmas projects to work on. I was living in a “druggie hotel” (since burned down) and had no TV or stereo. My solace was in studying the Scriptures and making felt projects to ease a lot of the heartache that I couldn’t deal with otherwise.
Of that period in my life (six months plus) I remember only that I was close to the Gospel of Jesus Christ, and that my hands willingly worked on things I had no place to hang. I knew that whatever I was going through was temporary, and I was going to come out first and on top, no matter how much that old bag was shaken.
Since my childhood, I have been an optimist, and though I have had some uncertain, scary days and nights, the thing that kept me going was this mantra: I will not give Satan the satisfaction of bringing me down. I will fight him with optimism that he will never be able to overcome. Once I hit the bottom, the only way to go was up, and I was going to DO IT!
My prayers for you are that you, too, will find some courage in the simple things of life. I have seveal Nativities that I never pack away...as reminders that He, too, suffered, and much more so than I. He rose above it. I am always looking at the sunrise, awaiting the day the Lord has made and being glad I am alive to see it again.
Hang in there, LoM. You are not forgotten. He knows you, He knows your needs, and He has blessings in store for you. NEVER GIVE UP!!!
XOXO
‘Face
Yes. Most people don't enjoy the 'famous' part as much as they thought they would.
Is that at your church? When will that be?
We count our blessings, often. We cry, often.
I bet! That is normal, and healing. My father died when I was young. It hurt like hell, but I figured out that God has a reason for everything. I still don't understand it, but I've come to accept it.
One of our biggest blessings recently went off world. It’ll be a long while ‘til we see his like again, this side of Glory. (sigh!)
It will seem like a long while to you, until you see him, and then the time it took will be immaterial.
*HUGS* I'm sorry we didn't get to know each other better when Sion was still with us.
God bless you abundantly for sharing your heart with me, and so publicly. I am sure others on Free Republic need lifting up at this time of year. Only the Lord himself knows the needs of this audience. We live our lives in such a fish bowl.... ‘Face, you are a real encourager of broken down people. That resilience you have is definitely divinely imputed. I am not feeling as “connected” with that source as I have in the past. I told my priest it was time for a retreat - he said he agreed. Hasn’t happened, yet. Home has too many “distractions” to be used as a sanctuary. All I see around me are memories of Sionn and the “stuff” that needs to be sorted, pitched, stored or given away. I think I will deal with that AFTER Christmas - with a little help from daughter(s) and friends. Meanwhile, I am going to make the effort to capture the true spirit of Advent and Christmastide so as to properly celebrate it and put the rest of life in right perspective. “I know that my Redeemer liveth....” (Handel - The Messiah) Thank you for sharing your wisdom and your pain. It helps. :-)
Oh, Fan! I wish it were your church - It’s at home with daughter, tomorrow. She has class later in the day and an appointment for a chat with a counselor - I have evening Choir practice at 6:45 so we’ll probably eat in two stages: pre outings and post outings. I am hoping she will help me with it - she wants to do the turkey like Sionn did it: on the Weber grill, slowly with radiant heat from baskets of coals below, alongside the bird, with a drip pan underneath the bird. Mizuki-san’s cayenne caper was a wonderful surprise and delicious! It became what we do to turkey ever since. So, I’ll prep the bird, M-s will babysit it, while I make the “rest” of the feast.... we will have fun and remember the good times with Sionn. :-) You can come if you want to, but it’s a long way from Canada. ‘Face and T-C, you can come, too. For that matter, any FReeper who wants to can stop by - but fair warning - the housekeeping has gone south since Sionn left ... Blessings all around. And, FReeper family, if any of you find yourselves near Seattle of the East Side, give us a shout. You are what family is all about. Thank you for carrying us all these long months. We love you for it!!!!!
Morning has broken.
Who left the blinds open?
Unnngh.
Cats are solar-unpowered.
Heh, good one! Also greyhounds.
Windows are awesome. I'd still love a bathroom/shower with glass walls that have a view of a private garden.
Frank just headed upstairs announcing he was going to get “a scary book.” Sure enough, he comes back with a book that says, “A Scary Book” on the cover! It must have come from the library sale; I don’t remember seeing it before.
Sharing publicly helps me realize that what I have been through just “may” help someone who is also dealing with difficult times and things. No one shared their coping times with me, and because of that, I muddled through on my own, making “mistakes” along the way.
And as an aside, if I could take your pain, I would do so. It is difficult for me to sit here and know you are suffering without being able to help you.
I do most of my reading online these days. Found a couple of good apps for my various 'net connected devices and am working my way through some of the classics. Ana is even reading Through the Looking Glass and loving it, although the "Century out of date" English syntax gives her a few pauses.
Finishing up The Golden Bough and planning on doing a re-read of 20,000 Leagues.
Howdy, snowing. Mild weather otherwise 35F during the day. Hope everyone is well. Face how is Stig?
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