Wednesday

W - Whew... middle of the week
E - Exceptionally quick, we're here
D - Day, blessed with another
N- Nearing the top of the hump
E - Excited to slide into Thursday
S - Soon it will be Friday
D - Did you say the weekend?
A - Ah........ at last
Y - Yes!!

Went for Milk

Set the scene. A Sunday afternoon. Pouring rain - the kind that soaks you to the skin. However, this is the perfect time for a quick trip to the grocery store. A quick trip because previously one forgot the "Milk". Why is it raining so hard?

To the store. Luck will be with us, a close spot. Despite being close, we get pretty wet. That's okay, it's a quick trip... just Milk. Well, just in case grab a cart. Milk, bananas, cereal... what else. Pushing the cart waaaaay to fast - afterall, this is supposed to be a quick in and out trip. I just don't have time to be here, have to shop and get home (why I have no clue... funny how that is sometimes).

Before me appears a friend from the past. A friend I run in to time and time again. He is soaked. In his work clothes, been working all day. We exchange pleasantries. He asks about my Mom. Worried about my Mom. Sees her in church. Says where have you been? Haven't seen you. A twinge of guilt starts to develop inside of me.

We talk about my Mom's last bout with surgeries, how she's really a miracle and strength of God. Then it's as if nothing around me existed. My friend goes on to tell me how he has fallen in love all over again with his wife. How she's always marched to a different drummer, did things her way - a bit crazy. The ruts, the routine, stagnation of life... and then the motorcycle accident. Sincerity written all over his face his eyes are welled up with tears as he shares the miracle of God waking him up through this accident... her accident. The reconnection of Love, and what Love and God are all about. I'm not sure how long we spoke, I was fixed on the pureness of his words, his tears. It was as if this "quick trip" was lined up. A meeting of two people who may see each other 1 time every year and half. Perhaps something I needed to hear? To see? To Listen to? I don't know. It was as if I were seeing God through an other's eyes.

Amazing what an impromptu trip to the grocery store can bring about. I went for Milk, and God found me. God too will find you, in places you least expect, and when you least expect it. One just has to be open to receive.

Shutters

What is a shutter? Something on a camera? Something you put on the outside of your windows to keep the storm from destroying your home. Something you do when you don't like something... shutter... hmmmmm NOPE that would be shudder (smiles). Seriously though... what is the purpose of a shutter.

In a camera it opens and closes and allows a certain amount of light in so the photographer captures that oh so perfect picture. Captures the essense of the eye - what the photographer is viewing. A shutter (sometimes called storm shutters) are used to keep the storm out. Protection. A safe haven.

As I venture through this life I have seen a different kind of shutter, it's not in the dictionary, it's not even something you can diagram out or put your hands on,however it exists. It's the shutter to the heart. A powerful and sometimes self-destroying mechanism. A shutter to the heart. Like a window to the heart but with a great big bolt on it. Working much like the photographers shutter - only letting in what the heart wants to see or feel, or what the heart has viewed as "okay".

What does that do to mankind though? How does that help. How is that helpful if the heart-shutter only lets in what that particular heart views as "okay" or "safe".

(Running late - this blogger will post later this evening to finish)

What's for Dinner?

Dinner Rolls. Just plain 'ole dinner rolls. Heat 'em up. Slap on butter or honey or jelly.... or just plain. That's what's cooking/baking in this house for dinner. Tomorrow though......... payday...... real food! Yes! Not to diss dinner rolls, I mean they are good and all, but by themselves. Well.... they are okay if you can be creative. Praise the Lord I've got some creativity to make something plain seem like a treat... like we're cheating the dinner code or something.

What's for dinner. Ah..... dinner rolls. Let's slather them in butter and stuff 'em with our favorite jelly. It will be like dessert and treats for dinner... yeah. It's how you look at it. And... if you feel creative make it a picnic in the living room, minus the ants of course (smiles).

All kidding aside it's always kinda fun to mix it up. Keeps one young at heart. Let's hear it for the rolls! Yes!

Lost

A shadow
A glimpse
A whisper, your name
Lost, just around the corner
I can feel you, I can't see
Heart aches, an empty place
Filled with memories
An empty plane
Of sorrow and pain

1-22-2009 Patty

Live One Day at a Time

Grasp every chance to tell the ones you love "I love you". Cherish your children, your parents, your sisters, brothers, husbands, and wives, all your family and friends. Cherish life. Cherish yourself.

Sometimes a life is taken all too soon. Sometimes suddenly without warning. A life cut short. Hard to understand. Give praise though that our loved ones are in heaven with our Lord. Peace, harmony, there is no pain. Cherish this day. Now, right now, this moment.

No one knows when their time will come. It is not for us to decide how long, when, or where. For God giveth, and God taketh away. Grasp this chance and live. Live life to it's fullest, one day at a time. Give thanks daily for all the good that you are blessed with.

In a Funk

Have you ever woke up feeling "on top of the world" only to have something you were so excited about "pulled away" from you? Talk about a funk! Ohhhhhhh boy. And although I say, and know, that all things happen for a reason, it doesn't help the funk-mood much. Oh well. One has to feel it and work through it I suppose.

I'm thankful the thrum of the dryer is going - it calms me. I'm thankful I'm warm, means my PG&E is paid. I'm thankful I'm typing, means all my digits are in working order..... it helps... when in a funk to give "thanks".

Not much more for this writer to write today. However, I promised myself, that I would write each day. Exercise the creative mind, exercise that writing habit, so there ya have it. Not much of a post, this writer's in a Funk. So there.

What day is it?

Tuesday. The second day of the week. Or is it the third? The fourth? Who decided that a week started on Monday? The working class? I think it would be interesting if we decided that the weekend was now Wednesday and Thursday. And Friday was Monday, etc.

Do you think the week would go faster? A strange thought in my head and physical body this a.m. Don't laugh, I haven't had my Tea yet. Might go for coffee. Usually I reserve my coffee drinking for the weekend only... Tea during the week.

How about we approach each day as a New One. Not start of the week, middle of the week, end of the week, etc. What about now? I believe I will approach each day as a New One. A new day for opportunity, a new day for venture, for laughter, sadness, hope, ... joy. Each day a new Blessing.

What does one do at the end of each new day. Well that depends on the individual. How about this - end of each day say "thank you" for a new blessing, something to be grateful for, that one did not have start of that new day. End the day with a grateful full heart, and I bet that when the new day comes more awaits. It's never too late........ it's a New Day.

Snowflakes

Snowflakes. Unique. No two alike. Same Goal. To dance. To flutter. To mingle. Born alone. Then drifting with others down to earth. Harmoniously. Creating a beatiful landscape. Getting along. Forming snowdrifts. No differences. Melting together, regardless of differences... coming together as one. Oh wouldn't it be nice if we all could be a little bit like snowflakes.

Wintery Wildlife.. can you say brrrrrrrrrrrrr

It's cold. I know, for those of you that I know in the Eastern states 31 degress is not cold. Might be warming up for some of you. BUT, BUT, BUT..... this is California! 31 degrees at almost 10am? Brrrrrrrrrr.... did I say brrrrrrrrrrrr. I cringe at the thought of that PG&E bill coming in end of this month. I don't think I've had to run the heater for this many days ever! Well, at least that I can remember.


So... since it's so cold we decided to go out for a Wintery wildlife walk along the Delta Water Ways. Yeah, this coming from the person that just said brrrrrrrrr, brrrrrrrrrr.... at least twice huh? Well now more. Brrrrrrrrrrrrr

The air along the Delta was definitely crisp and cool, the breeze was more than slight and made the cold bite more. Invigorating? Nah... just cold. Made one walk faster. However, once along the trail the tules and the wild berry bushes seemed to calm the wind - a protected area where we could walk and enjoy the many sights and sounds of nature. A bird call. More than one critter could be heard crunching around in the thick underbrush of the overgrown trees, tules and berry bushes. A quick flash and a Jack Rabbit not more than 5 ft from us sprang into action running across an open field. A hawk circles overhead, one perches on an old decrepit building in the distance. A beautiful day. Cold yes, but beautiful. Nature always has a way of showing off her glory and beauty, no matter what the day.

Our ears were filled with many sounds and sights . Ones eye, if keen enough, and if one is still enough along the path, there is much to see. Ah... however nature blends in... a brilliant camouflage.

This very cold 'morn I'm glad we decided to walk, to get outdoors and enjoy Nature's show. As we walked I'm sure we were a show for nature too. For as we walked one could almost feel the little creature eyes upon us, even though we were not able to see them all - they were there. Perhaps our venture out gave them a change of scenery, I hope it was a good one. I do know that nature blessed us with the many sounds and sights we came across this morning. This very cold Sunday 'morn.

Random Thoughts

A lazy day indeed. When I say lazy I don't mean "sit and do nothing", what I mean is lazy in a way that you do what you want when you want and never worry about the time. That is my definition of lazy. Indeed a lazy day.

Some thoughts. A New Year. What does that mean. 2008 gone. What does that mean. Frankly, today, I really don't care, well I do care, it's just I choose not to give it much thought, not today. I'm sure it means many things to many people.... A trillion thoughts floating in space. No two the same, hmmmm

The peaceful thrum of the dryer "turning, turning, turning" The sound is almost comforting and pulls me into a daze at times. The cat stares at me. What's he thinking? Just staring. Do I look like food? Do I smell funny? Who knows.... just stares. A piercing stare. Interesting. He's like a statue.

Bikes dusted off... well more like washed off. A shame the cobwebs have taken over. The trails call out to them, and today a good cleaning off. Two smaller ones rest on the sidewalk. A "Free Sign to good home, we just need tires". One has already found a home and is gone. The other awaits. It warms my heart. They have sat too long collecting dust and cobwebs -- they need to be bikes again. Wheels turning. The laughter of children driving them over the pavement.

Love. Life. Family. Success. Dreams. Goals. Here. There. Where next. Marriage. Divorce. Death. Happiness. Sadness. Pain. Joyful Memories. Child. God. Good vs. Evil. All these thoughts whirl in my mind.... so many for such a "lazy day".... But lazy days have a way of doing that... lazy days have a way of letting many thoughts creep in to one's mind all at once, sometimes slowly, and sometimes, in my case, all at once.

For today, I'll let the thoughts come, quickly or slowly, as they may, or as I will - it's all good. I've got time, for today there is no time ... for today is merely a lazy day.