Sorry no posts yesterday but I was ill. My honey had his Masonic Lodgedinner last nite and I was so sick I couldn't even stay for dinner. It started earlier in the afternoon and I had to force myself to get dressed. All I did when I got there was hold my head and knew I couldn't eat so I went out to the truck and laid down. I slept til he came out when it was over - 1 1/2hrs. Slept alot today too but am feeling a bit better. Hope you had a good weekend. Supposed to rain tomorrow - no plans. Have a good start to the new week.
Remember it is all about your Perspective!!! Thank you for the "get well" wishes. It is back to work tomorrow, probably for another month or two. So today is shower, laundry and lots of other necessary stuff to survive... you know what I mean.
Oh my! I haven't even been here to read your posts and yet you kept sending precious things to me. What a blessing! It was a rough week. Several close friends have major problems in their life and I have cried on and off all week. It was also a busy week at work. Then during my Thanksgiving break, I developed a sinus infections. I have been fighting to keep it out of my chest. So... thank you for being my
Some thoughts as we enter the holiday season. ... it is important to remember that not everyone is surrounded by large wonderful families. Some have problems during the holidays and some are overcome with great sadness when remembering the loved ones who are no longer with us. Many people have no one to spend these times with and are besieged with loneliness. We all need caring, loving thoughts right now. Giving support for all those who have family problems, health struggles, job issues, worries of any kind and just need to know someone cares. Do it for all of us, for none of us is immune.
I'll never forget the day our youngest sat next to me on the couch watching television. While what we were watching was relatively kid-friendly, I failed to remember there was a reference to Santa being the parents.
I sat still wondering if my son had noticed the conversation. All of the sudden, he pipes up with, "Wait. You're Santa? Santa's not real?"
My husband and older son sat silent, and I chimed in immediately, "Oh my goodness!" With excitement in my voice, I looked at my husband and said, "Do you think he's ready?"
My youngest asked quickly as he straightened himself up, "Ready for what? I'm ready!"
"I think he's ready. " my husband said with a smile.
"Ready for what?! What is happening?!"
"To become a Santa with us, buddy."
"I could be a Santa?!"
"That's who Santa really is, sweetheart. When you are old enough, you learn that giving is better than receiving. You learn to give without asking for anything in return. You become a Santa."
"Oh my gosh! So I'm a Santa now?!"
"You are, my love. Congratulations on being a big kid."
"Who do I give to then?! I'm ready!"
And the conversation continued. And there was no sadness...only excitement. And he purchased items for others with mommy in order to surprise them and see the joy in their eyes.
When our kids grew old enough, they didn't learn Santa wasn't real; they learned Santa is in all of us. And they proudly accepted the new role of being givers.
Credit: Anchoring Hope for Mental Health: Jeremy & Bailey Koch
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