Just a thought to send you into the weekend . . .
Money . . . want some? need some?
I read this article on money personalities and found it quite interesting. What is your personality? I think I have a personality disorder, I saw myself in each of the descriptions. Its a quick read and might be useful, especially as we are in the middle of tax season.
I remember when our children were little, I mean really little, babies actually. My husband would always wish they were bigger. Not because he wanted time to fly or couldn’t wait to share certain activities, but because he felt helpless. You see, it is quite obvious, babies can’t talk. They can cry (and some don’t seem to stop) so you have to learn what each cry means (and sometimes we, as parents, just can’t figure it out). Does this cry mean hungry? Tired? Pain, oh I hope not? So my husband couldn’t wait for them to be able to talk, to use their words, so he would know what they needed and how to help.
Now our 13+ year old dog, Sydney, is not doing too well. Over the last few months, she has not wanted to play like she used to and within the last week isn’t interested at all. This past week she has hardly eaten, 1/2 a bowl of food each day when she used to lick the bowl clean. Needless to say, we are worried. We know she has enjoyed a very good life and has enriched ours immensely. But the hardest part is truly knowing what is wrong simply because she can’t talk. It reminds us of when the kids couldn’t. We have to watch for the signs and hope we are reading them correctly. I know that by leading with our hearts, we will make the right decisions for her care.
But what this really tells me is that words are important. We need to choose carefully. Words can either catch attention, irritate, inform, or push away others. What is your intent every time you open your mouth or type an email? Are you trying to help the situation? Do you just want your point of view heard or do you want to share ideas? Do you need help or do you just want to irritate others? It really gets back to intent. As the old saying goes, “Think before you speak.” Words are important, I know it would be so much easier if my dog could talk.
When you were a kid, did you ever dream of having a superpower? I remember listening to my children talk about it when they were little. Sometimes they would want super strength so they could lift really heavy things. Sounds like a good idea when a car is taking up two spots at the store, doesn’t it?
Sometimes my kids would want super speed so they could be the quickest kid around. This could come in handy when my to-do list is too long!
So, now what superpower would I want to have? I think I would like to have x-ray vision. Too often we look at someone from the outside and think we know the whole picture. Wouldn’t it be nice to look and actually see what we really need to see. I know as a mom, I would love to know my children are happy and healthy – inside and out!
What kind of superpower would you like to have? C’mon, don’t be shy, I know you’ve thought about it!
Are flowers and candy, love?
Are cards and fancy words, love?
So today is Valentine’s Day. It is also 2 weeks post trauma in my house. Two weeks ago today my 16 year old daughter was thrown from a moving golf cart and hit her head on the curb. Her friend was driving, they were in one of those neighborhoods were golf carts are allowed on the street.
I could go into the details of her injuries, but that would not help at all. I will say she spent 48 hours in the hospital and has spent the remainder of the past 2 weeks at home resting. Resting is a very difficult activity for a teenager!
Within hours of arriving at the hospital, I texted, called and posted on Facebook, asking for prayers. We could feel the prayers and positive thoughts like a comfy, old blanket wrapped tightly around us. We heard from friends and family far and wide. All I can say is ‘thank you’ and yet that seems so insignificant for what I feel for everyone who has reached out to us!
Yes, I think that is love! Help is love. Prayer is love.
A head injury is very difficult to maneuver. She will need to be monitored and watched. I am so thankful for the wonderful doctors and nurses at Phoenix Children’s Hospital. With the right therapies and rest, she will be back to normal teenager activities soon.
As a mom, watching your child lay in a hospital bed is the toughest thing. At one point she even said to me, “I hate being helpless.” It broke my heart.
I have done a lot of thinking lately about staying in the moment. Well, when this happened I stayed in the moment. I don’t know how, but I did. I did not project into the future, I didn’t think about what this will mean. All I could think about was how is she right now, and what do we need to do to get her better? Staying in the moment allowed me to stay strong for her.
Now, 2 weeks later, I am struggling. It is all hitting me what we have gone through and what we have in our future. I have been sleeping with her on the sofa since we arrived at home. She was uncomfortable in her bed – afraid she would roll onto her right side and the impacted area of her head. I have not been sleeping well on the sofa. I am so tired, but I want her to know I love her with all my heart and I would do anything for her. It is very tough to be positive and in the moment when you are tired.
I am so thankful she is doing so well.
I am so thankful friends and family who have called, emailed, texted, stopped by, sent flowers and balloons, posted on Facebook, and prayed! You are love and you are loved! I am taking this wonderful blanket of love you have surrounded us with and spreading it out wide for all of you to be touched by it.