Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Saying Goodbye

As I walked the dogs this morning I realized that whether the temps changed or not, nature was changing.  The heat, the drought and now the shorter days are reminding nature that it is time to rest.
The zinnias are winding down and it seemed that the butterfly was kissing them goodbye today.


Monday, September 26, 2016

A Good Monday

Classes today, the difference between power and control and the study of the third chakra.
I think students were pleasantly surprised.  It was not an easy class, difficult subject matter and lots of planks.

Another day in the 90's but there is a rumor that by Wednesday we will drop about 20 degrees.
It has been a good Monday for me, hope yours has been a good one as well.

Tomorrow practice kindness, even to someone that is unkind to you.

Sunday, September 25, 2016

OOPS!

I heard Jordan in the tv room today say, "oops, it's ok, I got it."  That is never a good phrase coming from an eight year old boy.  I walked in and a half jar of roasted peanuts was on the floor and Hook had his whole face buried in the nuts gobbling as fast as he could.

Hook is much like another rescue dog we had a few years back.  She was a bulldog mix as well and came to us like Hook, so skinny you could count her ribs.  She had an eating disorder until the day she died.  Hook is the same, if there is food anywhere, even if you just fed him, he consumes it.
He has probably gained 20 pounds since he came to live with us.  Now we have to control his food supply.

Calliou and Taz are so finicky about what they eat and when they eat, I had forgotten what it was like to have a dog garbage disposal. The dog enjoys food and never misses or is late for a meal.

This weekend has buzzed by, but then again, so has September.  Can you believe next Saturday is October 1?  Here's hoping the upcoming week is a good one, remember to laugh out loud and hug someone.

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Hate/Love

I read an interesting quote a few days ago, " you cannot expect to give hate and receive love."  I always write the person's name responsible for quotes, but somehow this one slipped by me.
Forgive me.

I just know those simple words are a fundamental life truth. I teach it to my students daily.
 Hate builds such a wall, an indestructible wall that can only be torn down by love.  People, animals they all pick up on love and hate.  I know there is seems to be so much hate sometimes, but a great deal of hate is fueled by fear.  We fear the unknown, what we don't know, we fear because the media does nothing but feed fear to the masses.

We hate because often we have been taught to hate, we have been hurt,  or maybe we are just too lazy to think and figure out things for ourselves.   But I know that life is simple and we make it complicated.  I do believe this quote tonight, "you cannot expect to give hate and receive love."

Friday, September 23, 2016

Too Hot

When the weather is so hot and dry that hot peppers are wilting, it's hot.  Fingers, toes crossed for cooler temps and rain.

Thursday, September 22, 2016

Welcome Fall

First day of fall, high 93 degrees, but there is hope!   Our weather guy is saying that by Tuesday we will have rain and lows in the 50's. highs in the 70's.  I will be doing a happy dance.

So even though it is hot and humid today, Welcome Fall!  So very glad you are on your way.

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Rosemary

Four years ago today, I said goodbye to my first chair buddy.  Her name was Rosemary and through my first nine months of IVIG  she was always sat beside me while the chemo dripped through her veins.  It was not her first rodeo in those big green chairs, but she always had a smile and a hug for me and encouraging words.  Her daughter and her son were there for her support.

After a few months it became evident that she was losing the battle and she was tired of the fight.  We called each other, I sent her cards and notes, she knew there was a place in my heart for her.
And then I got the call, she made her final transition, her final transformation and while we, her friends and family mourned, she suffered no more.

I think of her so often.  I was terrified those first few months and the side effects from the treatments just got worse, but Rosemary always told me I was in her prayers and that she loved me.

Her funeral was a heartbreaker, I saw the grief on her children's faces and knew how broken their hearts were.  A few years before, I had lost my own mother and knew the hole of emptiness would never fill.  I hope Rosemary knew and understood how much she meant to me, how much she helped me.  I will never forget her.

Four years ago today, RIP Rosemary.