Saturday, December 31, 2016
The state or quality of mind or spirit that enables one to face danger, fear, or vicissitudes with self-possession, confidence, and resolution; bravery.
I made a list....a rather long list, of words....words that I thought could possibly be
my "word" for the new year.
A few days ago I even had a word that I had decided on. Yup, that was going to be my word for the year for sure....I had even entertained some things I could write about that pertained to this word.
Then, day before yesterday I decided I would write this post and get ready to share my "word" with all of you.....
for the life of me, I couldn't remember the "word", no really, couldn't, can not remember what the word was that I had so carefully chosen to be my "word" for the next year. It started with a P.
That's all I remember.
I know Doris is smiling, maybe even chuckling a bit as she reads this. She shared with me that she wanted to choose a word but was afraid she wouldn't remember what it was. I told her to write it on a nice little card and carry it with her....what a grand idea, obviously I hadn't made it to that step yet.
So...I go back to my list and ponder. What word do I choose now? All the while of course wracking my blank brain, trying to remember that P word that I had embraced to be mine for 2017.
Nothing, zero, blank as a black board after the custodian leaves the room.
So, I say to myself.....good Lord Sharon, just pick a new word...is it that hard? Put your Big Girl panties on and pull one off of that list.....or out of the air. Come on.....have a little.....yup.....
It's all so clear to me now that this was truly meant to be my "word" for 2017.
I think I have my work cut out for me but I am up for the challenge. I am ready to be courageous and face each new day of this new year with COURAGE....
the courage to do something new.....or just something that makes me anxious. The courage to stand up for myself and for others. The courage to do what is right, not because it's popular or because everyone else is doing it, but because it's right. The courage to say it's okay if someone chooses not to be my friend and the courage to not try and make everyone happy. The courage to get out of bed every day and be thankful that it is a new day, a new day to have courage to face all the future holds for me.....good or bad, happy or sad. The courage to leave the past behind and step in to this new year and each new day and thank God for this Good Life and may He forgive me
if I don't love it enough.
Did you choose a "word" for the New Year?
I hope I've inspired you to do just that....and if not, I am hopeful that you will follow along with me on my quest to find COURAGE in each new day of 2017.
I wish you Enough....
Wednesday, December 28, 2016
almost in the books, with me, as I'm sure many of you, asking myself "where did the days go"?
It really does seem like it was just a few weeks ago that we were ringing in this year of 2016 and now here we are with 2017 staring us straight in the face!
"The older you get the faster it goes"..... I remember my elders speaking this line many a time, and oh how right they were.
So now we'll be hearing of all the New Year resolutions everyone will be making....and then of course most likely breaking by about mid January. Lose weight, exercise more, give up sugar, and well...you all know the long list we see each year at this time.
I don't do a resolution, I use to, but like most I'd already sent it down the drain barely before I got started with it. My dear friend Tilda, or as some of you might know as Patricia Byers, suggested a few year back of adopting a word.....any word that might have meaning to you, and then build on that word through out the year. I have been doing just that since....I love that idea, and somehow when you take your "word" and use it, you do make a difference. Maybe in your life, or maybe of another.
I haven't decided upon my word yet, but when I do, I will for sure share it with you.
I have however been reflecting back on this past year, and I ask myself, did I do good....I don't mean, did I have a good year but really, did I DO good. Did I do good to others, or for others? Good without asking or expecting anything in return. Good to those even though they weren't so good to me. Good with no expectation of being glorified or recognized. I'm not sure, but I think I did.
This brings my thoughts to my Emma's words a couple of weeks ago when I asked her for something else to add to her Christmas list....her answer was, "all I need is your love, Gma"..... and then to the actions of my Adam and Hailey....they have no children, both work hard and have what they need and mostly what they want. They know of a struggling Grandma who has her young grand daughter with her....Adam goes to the Grandma's place of work and asks her if they might get the little one some "extra" gifts to open on Christmas. Of course the Grandma's pride makes her decline but Adam insists, he gets a list, Hailey takes the list and checks it off. Needfuls, such as shoes, sweatshirts and leggings. Adam delivers the gifts on Christmas Eve and tells the little one that he is delivering for Santa and she can't open until morning.
Now I sit and think of these things and I know in my heart that somewhere along the way....
most likely not in this year of 2016, but in a year long ago when Adam was small.....and maybe at some time along the years with Em.....
I did good.
Now....I will have to ponder some today on a word for 2017.
Wondering what Tilda's word is.....and maybe if any of you will adopt a word for the New Year?
Enjoy these last few days of this old year....
and look forward to all the new days ahead of us to do good!
From the Lane....
Sunday, December 18, 2016
continues to heal. Slow is the progress as far as I'm concerned....the Doc and the PT say I could be the poster child for hip replacement....if this is good, I don't even want to think about the poor!
It doesn't help that I have a lot of frustration mixed in with the healing process. I know in the last note I said that I was actually liking having the time to just sit and enjoy my holiday decor, well...
lets just say I've looked at it enough...I'm ready to move on.
I'm all about doing my own laundry, sweeping my own floors, driving myself and as much as I despise going to the grocery....I would just love to hit those aisle about now! Not to mention just one shop or store where I could actually buy a gift that I could pick up, touch, smell and put in my cart or basket. I'm going to try a load of laundry in the morning, I'll get it done alright, it's bending over and getting it out of the front loader and into the dryer....maybe I should video that process....
I may see if I can position the vacuum in front of the walker and attempt that job as well.
Driving.....don't worry, I'm pretty sure even I am not quite ready to try that so that will rule out the shopping part too....unless of course I can talk Big Pops into taking me. And that is another big doubt on my list....if we had a crate big enough for him to comfortably put me in when he leaves for work in the morning, that's most likely where I'd be. He says he doesn't trust what I might try to do?? I don't understand his thinking. Seems a bit over protective to me.
I have been blessed by some of my family and wonderful friends though and I know the sanity that remains with me is because of them and all they've done....and of course Pops. He is my rock for sure. You know that my niece BJ came and stayed a few days the first week home and she was God sent for sure....niece Kate was on board for any of my needs as well. She would text me daily to see what she could do and if I needed anything. Of course Em popped her head in daily to see how things were going and brought along a tasty bag of peanut butter snicker doodle thingy's that were really good! Hailey was my errand runner and grocery getter as well.
The boys, they checked on me to be sure all was well and had I asked anything of them they'd have been here to do whatever, but.....they're boys, all I need to say! Chad did bring me that very tasty Chili though....and a beer!!
All of these are family and kind of goes without saying.....but the friends.
When I think of what all of the friends, some of course just like family, have helped with, my heart just swells. I hesitate to list the names as so many have been here to lend a hand that I'm afraid I would leave someone out but I must mention at least a few.....
Patty and Bill, two full meals brought in, Patty spent a full day with me at home when Wayne had to be back at work and Bill toted me to the Doc.
Terri and Keith, a lasagna large enough to feed an army and the most wonderful lemon pound bundt cake to go with it. Terri also spent some time here with me when I needed a care giver.
Now Keith....bless his heart, came and got the Girls, loaded them up and off they went to the Groomers...then back a couple hours later to pick them up from the Groomers and drop them back at home. Not many that would even think of offering that service!
Maxine, my DIL's Mother made several calls to lift my spirits, before and after surgery and then showed up with a full meal and spent a couple hours with me just visiting....
My Stitchers....that wonderful group of Gals...I had told them we wouldn't be able to have our Christmas get together, so....they got it all together and brought it to me. Talk about a much needed day with a group of such good friends. Courtney, a sweet young friend of mind, also a Stitcher had a sick little one and still she brought the most wonderful comfort food casserole up for us.....
Mama Kate.....food, phone calls, notes, text and emails....just like a Mama!
I could go on for quite a bit to tell of all....so many calls, cards, emails, meals and just the support.....
I can't begin to put it to paper how blessed I feel to have such wonderful, caring, selfless people
in my life. Some people do things for others for the recognition, to have their picture plastered somewhere touting their good deeds or so they can tell everyone all the have done.
That surely wasn't the case here, all of those listed and the many more that aren't.....their deeds came straight from the heart.
I realize how busy everyone is....days are filled with work, kids, grandkids, volunteering and much more, not to mention that it's the Season so even more busy. Still so many took time out from their days and evenings to lend a hand in one way or another.....
I am humbled by the outpouring of love and concern. I can only hope that if a chance comes that I can be of help to someone that I will be as giving as all of my Angels have....
I do believe there are Angels among us.....
Thank you God for this Good Life and Forgive Me if I don't Love it Enough....
Monday, December 12, 2016
here on the Lane!
No.....now don't be shaking your heads and getting a lecture ready....I didn't do this decorating after my hip replacement! Most of it was done with the old hip and a bit of it was completed by my sweet niece BillieJo when she came to stay with me a few days when I first got home.
I kept if fairly simple this year, and not much outside at all....and it's all okay. In fact, I'm rather liking it! Best thing about it right now is actually having the time to sit down, relax and enjoy looking at it all. I usually never been afforded that...or should say I've just never taken the time...and I'm kind of liking that part of it too!
I did take the photos I'll share with you, as well as put them in to the album. There is no semblance of order to them as you will see, nor is there much as far as captions go....but they're all together in one album for you to view and all you have to do is ask if you want to know what something is....in fact I encourage your questions and comments. They'll give me something to do while I am sitting back, relaxing and taking all the holiday cheer in!!
If you would like to step in and see
Christmastime on the Lane ~ 2016
you can to to
and click on the album justly titled.
I hope you'll enjoy the tour and I'll look forward to reading your questions and comments :)
Take good care.....
From the Lane,
Thursday, December 8, 2016
and not so much Hooray. Really....I thought this new hip thing would be celebratory.
Not so much....yet.
Many of you are aware of the total left hip replacement I went in for last week. Others, it will be news to you. I've known for over 2 years that I was going to need a new hip. I put if off for as long as I could. They told me that I couldn't hurt it any worse than it already was and to let them know when I thought it was time.
I decided the new part was needed over the summer.....after the umpteenth time of having to crawl from the back woods garden to the house because I was unable to right myself up from all fours to my feet. There were other instances like that as well, I was very careful not to try any stunts out by the mailbox though....can you imagine me crawling up the driveway from the road...in full view of passers by, with two YellowDogs racing around me and licking my face? I know, it conjures up quite the site doesn't it.
After lots of appointments and many tests to be sure of what would be done, the "new part day" finally arrived....last week Thursday, so as you read this, I am a week past surgery. After two nights in the hospital I was released to my "caretaker" Wayne....yes, Big Pops in charge, or at least I let him think he was. He was pretty much on his own until late on Monday when my niece BillieJo arrived to step in to the caretaker position. It's amazing how much differently men look at the job of caretaking as opposed to women. I should know this....I grew up with brothers, no sisters....sons, no daughters. Guess I never though about it....now as I think about it, it makes me smile.
"They" think if you have food and the TV remote it will be pretty much all good.
Chad was here for our homecoming with his homemade chili and a special brewed beer....you should've seen the look on his face when I told him I couldn't have the beer, it was priceless. Adam offered many times to go get me something to ear, "what sounds good to you Mom"....my answer was most often, "nothing really".....again a priceless look. Pops was continually bringing food items in to "share" with me....it would make me feel better. Trevor's offerings were to "stop over and get the new TV set up", he brings "hot doritoes" to share. See why thinking about it makes me smile.....
Now the Girls....there is a couple of full course meals waiting on the counter.....Cammy & Patty. Kate and Mary stop by daily to visit and see what there is to do. Emma pops in and offers her help if needed.....of course Billie is here to stay up until just a bit ago. She cooked and kept things tidy, did the laundry and cared for the YellowDogs. She did some decorating for me and made sure I took my meds on schedule. The Girls put lotion on my legs and feet after my showers....Kate and I did some internet shopping, Emma got the nail polish out.
It's true what they write,
"Men are from Mars ~ Women are from Venus"
One thing that puts them all together in my book....their hearts. Their thoughts and ideas are different as night and day....but not their hearts. The hearts are all big, and caring and full of love and concern.
So who cares where they're from....it's the heart that matters.
These hearts have filled my heart to overflowing....how blessed I am to have so many wonderful people in my life.
Boy, Girl....Man, Woman...YellowDog, Gray Kitty
Filling my heart and life with so much love and I am thanking God for all of you.....for every gesture, big, small...spicy, sweet....hot, cold. All gestures of kindness, friendship and love.
"Thank you God for this Good Life, and forgive me if I don't Love It Enough"
Now, up and onward to healing.... will keep you posted as to how it's going and I hope to share some pictures of the Lane house decked out, rather simply for the upcoming holidays. Thinking I will have a story or two to make you smile as well.....
From the Lane,
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