Wednesday, July 30, 2008
It Went Too Fast!
Thank you for your prayers for my dear little mother. She was very ill while our family was here. They were a blessing to her but she missed activities she had anticipated sharing with them. She experienced serious side effects from the anti-viral medication prescribed for the Shingles. It was discontinued and we are waiting further testing to determine if it caused any permanent harm.
Soon I will share a bit of the fun we had, and some of the treasures we found while our family was with us. We have a new appreciation for our part of the world. We have seen it through their eyes. And it will never look the same again!
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Time Away, Blog Fun and A Prayer Request
I won the give-away at Melodies and Hymnsongs. Thank you, Cathy. I can't wait to see what arrives at my door soon. There are a couple of blog things I need to catch up on when I return. An award and a Meme tag that are long overdue. It will happen soon.
My dear little mother is struggling with some potentially serious health issues. And she has a severe case of Shingles. We would appreciate prayer for her. She is such a dear.
Until I'm back to share more with you - don't forget to take time to stop and smell the roses. Life is busy. And precious.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Finds and Treasures (5)
After a nice lunch out together we went to a sweet little antiques and collectibles shop in a nearby community. The shop is filled with treasures that would be perfect in my home. It didn't take long to find some wonderful pieces of yellow glass to add to my collection. I found this wonderful bowl that matches the cake plate I shared here.The first thing I saw when I walked through the door was this sweet little candleholder. Unusual. It will grace my table often.I found two Nancy Drew Mysteries to add to my collection. We had a lot of fun together, laughing and talking and savoring each moment. We will always treasure this time together. We are making the most of every moment and we are filling each one with memories. Wonderful memories. For each of us.
Monday, July 21, 2008
I Can See Clearly Now
I approached the Department of Motor Vehicles building with a bit of apprehension. I took a number and immediately was called to the desk where a very nice young lady assisted me. She checked my documentation - a process with many new requirements in my state - and then proceeded to tell me about the vision test. I mentioned that I was pretty sure that I would need to wear my glasses to drive this time. She suggested that I test first without my glasses and see how I would do. Great idea! Maybe - just maybe - I could get by a bit longer without the dreaded 'Glasses required for driving' designation on my new license.
I stepped up to the little machine, put my forehead against top and began the test. She turned on the light inside the machine. In front of me were several rows of letters, similar to the test at the eye doctor's office. 'Please read the third row down. All the letters from the far left to the far right.' OK. I can do that. No problem. They are big and easy to read. The letters were inside three rectangular boxes across the line. A blank box was at the far right. Strange but there was nothing in it! First box: O Z N V. Second box: P B C M. Third box: H L T G. Done. I did it. Now what? 'Do you see any letters in the fourth box?' 'No. It's empty. Are there supposed to be letters in that box?' 'Let's have you put on your glasses and read that line again.' (Glasses put on.) 'Wow! What do you know! That box is FULL of letters, too.' I knew what that meant. So I read all of the letters in all four boxes. Left to right. A smile on her face as I moved away from the vision test machine told me what I already knew. I HAVE to wear glasses at all times while driving now. Yep, you guessed it. I walked out of there with a new driver's license. But this time it was different than the licenses I've had through the past forty-something years since my first license. I don't know how this happened! It was just yesterday that I took my first driving test, wasn't it? Really? It's been how long? As I drove home I calculated how long before I have to go back for another renewal. I'll be HOW OLD? Seventy. 7 - 0! Like my grandma was not long ago. No, wait! If she were still alive she would be 106. Where did all that time go?
So as I sit here trying to read this screen through these new glasses - I've begun to adjust to the changes that come through the years. Changes from lessons learned. Things like a bit more wisdom. A more comfortable sense of who I am and where I am in life. Now-grown kids who bring such joy to my life. The greatest grandkids a girl could hope for. A sweetheart who has loved me through the decades. And who still loves me just as I am. Glasses and all!
Photo from Allposter.com
Saturday, July 19, 2008
The Promised Home
Thursday, July 17, 2008
It's A Small World After All!
The world seems to be getting smaller all the time! Through the wonderful world of blog I have met such wonderful people. Not only in Oregon or in the United States - but friends from all around the world. Who would have thought that this would happen in our lifetime? I wouldn't have believed it possible when I was young. It amazes me that I can sit in the comfort of my home here in Oregon and communicate with someone a world away!
A few days ago a comment was added to one of my posts - a comment from someone I had not yet 'met'. As I read it I became so excited. Not only was this someone new to add to my list of blog friends, she told me of a dear friend of hers who lives in my area and commented how funny it would be if I knew her friend. I could hardly wait to tell her that I DO know her dear friend! Since Margie in the UK does not have a blog and I do not know how to email her please allow me to 'talk' to her through this post.
Dear Margie - I DO know your friend, Mary, in Oregon City. I first met her when my father was admitted to Hospice shortly before he died five years ago. She came to my parents' home and we immediately loved her. She was so kind and caring, so compassionate and loving. My family mentions her often when we talk about those days. But that's not where it ends. About three years later I took the Hospice Volunteer Training Course in Oregon City. Mary was the group instructor/leaderof that class. I learned to know so much more about her and came to appreciate not only who she is through Hospice but quite a few of her talents and things that touch her heart. Several things came into my life that prevented me from actually working with Mary as a Hospice volunteer but it was such an important part of my life. My heart was there but God took me in another direction. As a chaplain in skilled nursing facilities I often draw on the things I learned from Mary.
Now isn't that amazing? But that's not all. Not only do I know Mary - her husband is in management for the company where my sweetheart works. They know each other and have had a number of conversations through the years. Not long ago my sweetheart went to their home to pick up a piece of equipment that Mary's husband offered to loan him. While picking up or returning that equipment my sweetheart had a wonderful conversation with Mary. Oh, one more thing - Mary and I see each other at our husband's company picnic each year.
I feel honored that you have added my blog to your list of favorites. I hope you will come back and visit often. Please feel free to email me if you would like to. If you ever come to see Mary, please don't forget that I am in the area - just nine miles away from her office. I would LOVE to visit with you face-to-face. In the meantime I hope to hear from you again and I hope that you will be a regular part of this blog community that I have come to know and love.
And a world of fears
There's so much that we share
That it's time we're aware
It's a small world after all.
There is just one moon
And one golden sun
And a smile means Friendship to ev'ryone
Though the mountains divide
And the oceans are wide
It's a small world after all.
It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small world after all
It's a small, small world
Written by Richard M. Sherman and Robert B. Sherman
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Spread The Light
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Friday, July 11, 2008
Finds and Treasures (4)
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
One day when my daughter was around two years old - give or take a few months - I put her down for her afternoon nap. My nearly five-year-old son played and entertained himself nearby. All was quiet. Just a few days before I had returned home from my tole painting class with a new treasure-in-progress. A small canvas on which I had painted a bunch of pansies. Several colors. Blue, yellow, red and purple. A new venture for me to paint on canvas. In oil. I planned to frame and display my work when the oil paint was completely dry. I needed to put it in a safe place until it had dried - a place where it would be protected from dust, things that might fall on it and curious little people! The top of the refrigerator seemed to work. All was fine until the day in question. I chose nap and quiet time that day to take the painting down from the refrigerator top to add a few touches of this and that. To finish my precious painting. I was very happy with my work so far. I could visualize the finished project. Framed. Hanging in a special place in my home.
Final touches were added. I was pleased. But, somehow, I was distracted. I left the kitchen. With the painting on the little table where I had been working on it. A short time later I entered the kitchen to find my little daughter, awake from her nap, dressed in just her T-shirt and underwear, standing on a kitchen chair at the table. I couldn't believe what I saw. I was horrified! Her little mouth and face were covered with paint. Oil paint. Blue, yellow, red and purple! When I looked at my what-had-been-beautiful pansy painting I could hardly believe my eyes. All the colors were smeared. Running together with hardly a sign of form or design left. There she stood, so proud of herself. She had decided to taste it!
After getting her cleaned up, followed by a quick call to the pediatrician's office, it appeared that she had not been affected by the paint. I knew what to watch for and how to handle any adverse affects of her tasting party. But that's not the end of the story! The painting? What did I do with the painting? I remembered how my teacher had helped another student correct a major problem during a recent class. I washed the entire canvas with turpentine, removing anything that was not dry. The main form of the pansies was in tact. The next day I sat at the kitchen table again during nap time. Carefully, so carefully, I redid what had been lost. The pansies looked beautiful again. Soon they would be dry, be framed and on display in my home. This time the background was more colorful than before. This time it included slight smudges of all of the colors of the pansies, stems and leaves. Perfect. As if done on purpose. No one would know it wasn't part of the original plan. I put it up on the refrigerator immediately. No chance for a repeat performace. You can be sure it wasn't going to happen again.
What happened to my daughter? Nothing. She was fine. No sign of any problem. I doubt she has ever tried to taste paint again. What happened to my painting? It dried, was framed in a lovely frame and hung with pride in that home and two others where we lived as she grew up. I always loved the way it turned out - the second time. More than the first. Every time I looked at the painting I not only saw the lovely pansies, I saw my sweet little girl from long ago. Never to be quite the same as the day she tasted the pansies. Unfortunately the painting didn't survive the move to this house. It disappeared. But it will always live in our memories. Memories of a lesson learned. The hard way!
Painted by Pamela Gladding
Compliments of art.com
Monday, July 7, 2008
Through My Window
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Statue of Liberty
To be named with the brave and the free;
To be named with the ransomed and whole;
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Fourth of July
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
We added new cushions and umbrella to the patio set this year and a wonderful outdoor fireplace that delights my heart. I had been looking for just the perfect one. Something that captured my imagination and said, 'That's it!' I found it several weeks ago. Last night my sweetheart set it up and put it in place. Then he lit a fire (on a fairly warm night). We sat back to enjoy. And we did.
The new umbrella came with little lights installed on it. The display model in the store didn't have the lights on but I knew it would be a fun feature.I thought the lights were white. Imagine my surprise when I flipped the little switch and discovered. . . they are blue! Perfect. My color.We added a sweet little candle. . .And sat back to enjoy the night-time quiet just outside the door of our sweet little home. There will be many more evenings spent outside with our lights and candles and fireglow. Some will be shared with family and friends. At times it will be just the two of us. No matter who joins us we know we will relax here often. And enjoy it together. In the glow of light. Night light.