Monday, May 18, 2009
My Step-Brother Twice Removed
I have a step-brother who is the step-son of my step-mother... get the connection? Skip has always introduced my Dad as his step-father twice removed so it just followed my sister, brother and I were introduced as stated above. Skip is eleven years older than me. He has lived in Montoursville, PA most of his married life. After losing his "Mom" in September a month later his wife died. They had celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary a few years ago. Skip came out to visit Dad today. Well, not just Dad. His Grandson graduated from college last week-end and then he visited his daughter and her family who live in Peoria, IL and then came to St. Louis county to visit his son Cliff. Skip and Cliff came to see TigerPlace today. They were impressed. Dad had a good time showing it off. They walked all around the interior and exterior of the building. Dad told them, "Now you understand why I am not homesick for Pennsylvania". His memory loss was quite apparent while they were there today but all in all their visit was good. God is so good. It is great to be able to visit face to face with Dad rather than just talking to him on the telephone.
Friday, May 15, 2009
Just Can't Come Up With Those Cute Titles
Try as I might I just don't seem to have the creativity necessary to come up with those catchy titles everyone else seems to come by I am guessing easily. That is not my only problem but I just go through life as if I know what I am doing. I have not been in contact with many of you because I seem to be able to receive e-mail but cannot send any. I have read the troubleshooting information but when I go through the steps I don't seem to get anywhere.
I am facilitating a grief support group for ecumenical ministries. This is a wonderful group of ladies who have come so far in the time I have known them. We have new people starting all the time. We had a new person join the group last night. In sharing stories with her one person talked about cleaning her windshield while getting fuel. In the process the windshield wiper came off in her hand. She said she drove to her son's house for assistance...he wasn't home but her grandson assured her that he could fix it. He tried but couldn't quite get it. She drove on home and her neighbor was out in the yard. He came over and fixed it for her. She said a year ago faced with that scenario she would have just gone straight home gone into the house and stood there and screamed at the top of her lungs. See we can cope with God's help. (I'll eventually figure out what is going on with this computer)
Another thought that was shared last night was regarding an article that someone in the group had read. It was entitled "Are you just filling the day or living a life?" Isn't that a great question. Hopefully we are all doing more than just filling our day. I have so much to be thankful for. I remember telling my daughter after my husband died..."Please, don't let me turn into a bitter old woman". She is helping me by keeping me entertained with my wonderful grandchildren "Peach", "Pumpkin", "Speep", and "Buddy" (all nicknames subject to change at any time). Today we made brownies, blew bubbles, drew, pictures, caught bugs, watered plants, ate brownies ...just to name some of our activities.
I am facilitating a grief support group for ecumenical ministries. This is a wonderful group of ladies who have come so far in the time I have known them. We have new people starting all the time. We had a new person join the group last night. In sharing stories with her one person talked about cleaning her windshield while getting fuel. In the process the windshield wiper came off in her hand. She said she drove to her son's house for assistance...he wasn't home but her grandson assured her that he could fix it. He tried but couldn't quite get it. She drove on home and her neighbor was out in the yard. He came over and fixed it for her. She said a year ago faced with that scenario she would have just gone straight home gone into the house and stood there and screamed at the top of her lungs. See we can cope with God's help. (I'll eventually figure out what is going on with this computer)
Another thought that was shared last night was regarding an article that someone in the group had read. It was entitled "Are you just filling the day or living a life?" Isn't that a great question. Hopefully we are all doing more than just filling our day. I have so much to be thankful for. I remember telling my daughter after my husband died..."Please, don't let me turn into a bitter old woman". She is helping me by keeping me entertained with my wonderful grandchildren "Peach", "Pumpkin", "Speep", and "Buddy" (all nicknames subject to change at any time). Today we made brownies, blew bubbles, drew, pictures, caught bugs, watered plants, ate brownies ...just to name some of our activities.
Sunday, May 10, 2009
Mothers
Mother's Day has come to an end...also my husband's bithday. It was a very good day. It started with a telephone call from my granddaughter wishing me a "Happy Mother's Day". Later everyone met at church. Two of my grandchildren sang with their Sunday School group in church. That age group is just so cute. I will be looking forward to "A Girls' Night Out" with my daughter ( she is awesome as a daughter and a mother) and her mother-in-law ( the pastor's wife and good friend). Of course, two little ones insisted they were girls, too. I doubt that mother will consider them old enough to go with us.
The Mother's Day banquet at church was excellent. Excellent food and camaraderie. The decorations were great and the program had musch to say to mothers and grandmothers alike. Thanks for your thoughts and words of inspiration, "Oh Great Speaker". Our chef had a great meal as usual. It is so much better than going to a restaurant.
The Mother's Day banquet at church was excellent. Excellent food and camaraderie. The decorations were great and the program had musch to say to mothers and grandmothers alike. Thanks for your thoughts and words of inspiration, "Oh Great Speaker". Our chef had a great meal as usual. It is so much better than going to a restaurant.
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
A Good Day
What a day...it was beautiful today. Not only weather wise but that I got to have special time with each of my grandchildren as well as my daughter. We did not do anything special but play, did some craft projects (everyone has a new crown), and had lunch together. We read several books together. I have one that will be reading to me soon instead of vice versa.
We all were all at evening services tonight. It was a very good sermon that gave you much food for thought. God is giving the associate pastor (my son-in-law) some really good topics to pass on to the congregation. We do need to dwell on the higher ground. It can be so tempting to fall into the pattern of the world.
Tomorrow I will spend part of he day with my Dad... ninety years old and going strong. He just has problems with his memory. It is so good to have him so close now that whenever you can hop into the vehicle and see him within thirty-five minutes. It is so good to watch him with his great-grandchildren. It is so nice to see their relationship growing. He may not always remeber their names or even that they have been there... but they will remember him. It used to be that they only got to see him once a year since traveling 1000 miles with small children is no easy matter.
We all were all at evening services tonight. It was a very good sermon that gave you much food for thought. God is giving the associate pastor (my son-in-law) some really good topics to pass on to the congregation. We do need to dwell on the higher ground. It can be so tempting to fall into the pattern of the world.
Tomorrow I will spend part of he day with my Dad... ninety years old and going strong. He just has problems with his memory. It is so good to have him so close now that whenever you can hop into the vehicle and see him within thirty-five minutes. It is so good to watch him with his great-grandchildren. It is so nice to see their relationship growing. He may not always remeber their names or even that they have been there... but they will remember him. It used to be that they only got to see him once a year since traveling 1000 miles with small children is no easy matter.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Second Attempt
Well, here I am trying to do this again. I have had two responses that my first message was in a another language. I said in my first blog that I could not believe that I was actually trying to write one of these. I might have to re-think this if this one does not work correctly.
First of all I had to repair my internet access before I could even do this. I have been off-line for ten days. I was waiting for someone to help me but I finally decided I would research and try to do it myself. Did you know that some laptops have a switch on the side of the computer that turns off access to the wireless network? Well, I certainly didn't. That just goes to show that cute little blond haired, blue-eyed boys are smarter than me about some things. Well, I know how to turn it back on now.
I also decided that you didn't need all the personal information in this since I am sending it to people who have already heard all that. I'll keep this one short until I find out if anyone can read it.
First of all I had to repair my internet access before I could even do this. I have been off-line for ten days. I was waiting for someone to help me but I finally decided I would research and try to do it myself. Did you know that some laptops have a switch on the side of the computer that turns off access to the wireless network? Well, I certainly didn't. That just goes to show that cute little blond haired, blue-eyed boys are smarter than me about some things. Well, I know how to turn it back on now.
I also decided that you didn't need all the personal information in this since I am sending it to people who have already heard all that. I'll keep this one short until I find out if anyone can read it.
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