Your smile is your joy

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“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.” – Thich Nhat Hanh Today I was quite pissed off, one of that days when you feel that nothing is ok, everything is bothering you, and then I looked at the sky, it has just stopped raining and I saw the rainbow 🌈

It made me smile instantly without even realizing it. And everything seemed better!

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Lessons from mom

Take It Upon Yourself

While my son and I helped dad pack things up, after my dad was mentally and emotionally able to sell the property and mobile home in south Florida where we’d first landed after relocating in 1985 from West Virginia, I found several things that answered some questions I’d had for many years.

Along with several diary pages that mom had written in the 1960s and 1970s, I found an unsigned letter to her that made me question which is more important taking advice from family or from friends.

The statement in the letter that got me was, “I’m disappointed in you that you feel that your friends understand you better than your family (and me).”

I have an idea of who the letter is from, but I am not sure. It was typed, single spaced on one sheet of paper.

As of this moment, it doesn’t matter to me who…

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Wonderful Times of Reading Aloud

Nutsrok

It has always been a joy to hear my sister Phyllis read aloud.  Till my last days, I will cherish a few days during school Christmas vacation in 1961.  Phyllis was enjoying reading Great Expectations in her ninth grade English class and offered to read a few pages aloud. Daddy was working second shift at the paper mill, so once he left and the remains of the noon meal were cleared away, we settled in the cozy living room for a reading.  I would have been eleven, Billy, eight, and Connie and Marilyn, two and a few months old.  Enraptured by the story of Pip, the cruel Estella, and the mad Miss Havisham, I would

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Daily Addictions: Glide

The Bag Lady

Dance lessons

It was a challenge

Bought the dance shoes

Loving red-orange

Drew attention to my feet

Keeping the rest of me discreet

Or so I thought

When I was taught

The tango by a lovely master

Indeed my heart beat faster

Body to body and glide, repeat

Hoped the focus was on my feet

Alas my body itself betrayed

My fervent passion was displayed

Was it the music so enticing

Or instructor I could eat with no icing

Gliding close, my steps were perfected

Music stopped but I had confected

A dream inside my head

Then had to sit down to dread

The next lady’s turn instead

Fearful as I hesitated to watch

The way they danced–my dream was botched.

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What's Next: Behind Roo's Ruse

Strong winds
Trees sweeping skies
Nature’s live show
Stirring imaginations

“The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone born of the Spirit.” John 3:8 (NIV)

Images and verse (except for Scripture) (c) 2018 Eva Lambert for What Next, Behind Roo’s Ruse, Div. Rapture Practice! Pub.

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Song Lyric Sunday – We Are The Champions

Being Lydia!

I am taking a lot of liberties on this one even for me. But since Helen of This Thing Called Life One Word At Time chose “take/taking” as this week’s theme, I believe it is all relevant.

Yesterday my hubby and I went and saw “Bohemian Rhapsody”, the Queen biopic which opened Friday. Queen wrote the score to an important part of my life. I remember sitting in the back of a white pick-up truck in the middle of a prairie hay field with a friend singing all the words (and parts) to the song Bohemian Rhapsody like it was yesterday. And “We Are The Champions” was the anthem of the 70’s…well along with “We Will Rock You”, also by Queen.

I don’t want to give away any spoilers but “We Are The Champions” is played near the end of the film and the words are very relevant to Freddie…

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A Really Sad Reminder That Life Does Not Last Forever…

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Danny

A Really Sad Reminder That Life Does Not Last Forever…

In the last 2 months I have lost 2 friends from high school.  I wouldn’t say either were close friends now, but back in high school they were in my larger circle of friends.  The latest friend to die was a girl named Tonya (name changed for privacy reasons) and her death has hit me fairly hard.  When I was in high school my mom’s company did business with her mom and dad so she and I would talk here-n-there between classes and had kept in touch via Facebook.

She was a kind person who would often comment on my blog and/or FB posts with words of encouragement and always seemed interested in how I was doing as I dealt with the impacts of MS.  She leaves behind a husband and 3 daughters ages 10, 13 and 17.

She was in relatively good health and went to bed one evening and died in her sleep.  I cannot imagine how her family is feeling at this point and attempting to imagine their position leaves me feeling empty and incredibly sad.

I guess if you must die now that is about as peaceful a way to go as any other.

Tonya was my age and it is hard for me to accept I have gotten to the point in life when my friends are beginning to die.  In a way it forces me to contemplate my own mortality.  What have I done with my life?  Am I wasting the time I have remaining?  Am I spending enough time with my family?  But more than these questions, I have been sad.  And the sadness I feel is real and subtle.  It isn’t a crying my eyes out sadness, but a foundational sadness, a tangible shaking in my soul, quiet type sadness.  It is hard to explain, but it has disturbed my complacency.

This coming week Evelina and I will attend her funeral and I will see many friends from high school.  Her family will bury her and life will begin to move again.  Her husband will return to work eventually, her kids will return to school and life will continue on; minus a husband and a mom.  The reality is their life will never be the same.  October 31st will always have a different meaning.  It will be sad in many ways.  It will bring about happy memories.  But life will never, ever be the same.

One day I hope someone has good things to say about me.  It is difficult for me to imagine not being alive, but I understand there will come a day when all of my questions about the after-life will be answered.

I would prefer the after-life continue to be a mystery for many years to come.

Danny

Joy

Riverside Peace

Isaiah 55:12 says: For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.

I love this verse. It’s full of hope, and the delight I feel when I’m in His presence bathes my soul with the joy of the Lord and brings an overwhelming transformation to my spirit. To worship the Father takes me into another realm of emotional joy and into His throne room of prayer. Even when sadness touches my life, when pain is always near, or when a friend or family member is hurting, His presence always brings joy back into my spirit.

Isaiah 51:11 says: Therefore the redeemed of the LORD shall return, and come with singing unto Zion; and everlasting joy shall be upon their head: they shall obtain gladness and joy…

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