Thank you dear friends and followers for your visits, for your love and prayers for both myself and Freddie. I really appreciate you taking the time to call in, view my artwork and leave such wonderful comments. Sending you all love, hugs and blessings,
Thank you dearest Patti. This award originated in Germany and means Beloved Blog. A wonderful word! I too have so many beloved blogs that I love and follow but time catches up with me and I cannot name them all. So I accept this award with thanks and grace but I think now I must say.. This is now an award free blog.! Thank you all.xx
I cordially invite you to see my pictures on Flickr. Just.click the rose in the box.
My 100 Themes
The Digital Whispers Challenge
This is me!
I am a wife, mother, grandmother and great grandmother. I have two wonderful children and their better halves! Two grandchildren, ditto, and three beautiful great grandchildren.
I am very disabled and spend most of my time in a wheelchair in front of this computer. I'd fade away without it. It's my contact with my friends and the great world wide web!
I am surrounded with most of my family who are very supportive, caring and loving. I am indeed blessed.
Not much of one I'm afraid.They still haven't touched Freddie's leg. They have fitted a shunt in his hand and are giving intravenous antibiotics.
I guess they won't do anything until they can stop the infections, so it looks like being a long job.
We speak several times a day and he seems quite settled now he's actually there.
He had several cups of coffee in the night from the Night Nurse. It turns out she has the same surname as us, comes from a village about 10 miles from us and Freddie knows her father and family!
No wonder she gave him plenty of treats!
I think I have got my head around things now and feel a bit more settled.
'Do as much as you can and as little as you need.................'
That was the good advice given me today by dear cousin F, bless him.
Apart from even more back pain I am managing.
Thank you all so much for your good wishes and prayers.
They mean so much...
Love and Hugs,
I want to thank everyone from the bottom of my heart for your wonderful warm responses and prayers for Freddie and I. Your messages on the blog, and emails, and even putting up prayer requests on other's blogs have utterly overwhelmed me. Thank you, thank you.
I took my time doing things that needed to be done yesterday and managed quite well. I even managed a couple of pictures (see below) to take my mind off things.
Update so far, he is feeling well and they are doing the first procedure later this week to try and increase circulation to his 'good' leg.
It's the first time I have been alone for 45 years so feels very strange. I have little Corey for company so not so bad.
Love and Hugs to you all,
This poem brings back memories of how I used to be a long time ago.
I had no confidence, had always been shy and any opinions I ever dare voice were quickly stamped on.
Since those far off days I've worked hard to have more confidence and when facing a situation I was nervous about, meeting lots of people etc. I told myself, act AS IF.
AS IF you are more than equal to anyone there.
AS IF you have the most beautiful shoes on and you can walk on air.
AS IF you have just stepped out of the beauty parlour and are really looking your best.
AS IF you have the confidence to do ANYTHING.
Try it......it works and becomes an easy habit. I lost most of my shyness and became my own person. Of course you still have niggles. When I saw a Course advertised for those who lack self esteem in a lady's private house, I threw caution to the wind and joined.
What I saw and heard amazed me. It was confidential, what we saw and talked about stayed in that room.
There were the most beautiful, well dressed women there but I acted AS IF and fitted right in.
I learned one was a model and one I became close to was a Countess.
And all of them had lower self esteem than I.
That Course and those memories have served me well.
So dear friends I send you love and blessings this Sunday and Thank You for visitting.
This is my road, where will it wind? When I come to a turning what will I find? Will there be shadows?
Will it be bright? Will forests and mountains filter the light? I look forward with pleasure for this much I know, He will be with me wherever I go Jean Harris
Today it feels as if I'm blowing my own trumpet.
I have been a follower and corresponding with Patti for some time. She is a beautiful soul that I am proud to call friend. She has a wonderful blog, full of beautiful photos and peaceful words that we need in this sometimes cruel, greedy and heartless world.
She features different themes on different days and Friday it's her Friendship Friday and this week she has featured me!
I can hardly believe it! She has almost given me a halo!!
And to send her many friends and followers over to see my blog and my little jottings, well, what can I say?
I'd love you to pay her a visit. Not just to read about me but to read her words and views on life.
I promise you, you won't regret it. Thank you so much dear Patti. xxxx
I came across these words attributed to comedienne Gilda Radner, and feel they sum up perfectly what she called 'the delicious ambiguity of life'.
I wanted a perfect ending......Now I've learned the hard way that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment, and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.
The weeks roll around and in case you didn't know there are 94 days left to the end of the year.
I came across these few words.....author unknown...
Do little things to brighten up The spot on which you're standing, By being more considerate And a wee bit less demanding.
Our dark old world would very soon Eclipse the evening star, If each of us would brighten up The corner where we are.
And I wonder how many uncertain moments have been turned around and how many days made the brighter by a friend or stranger offering a small word of kindness.
So be kind each day to all the people you meet, for every second person may well be having a harder day than you.
We can easily forget that tears of sadness are frequently kept hidden in the eyes of the people we meet.