I’ve been reviewing some of my previous writings. I thought with June looming around the corner, it would be a good time to reflect on God in my life. I wrote the original, “God In My Life” a year ago. Since then, I have been diagnosed with Stage-3 colon cancer and my youngest sister, whom I’ve somewhat reconnected with, has been diagnosed with Stage-2 breast cancer. While I am fighting cancer with everything I’ve got, I never went through the “why me” phase. I truly trust God has a plan for me.
I am still with Simple Church and they have been beyond supportive. I know I was led there before my cancer diagnosis was brought to light. For that, I am eternally grateful! I am thankful for everyone who has prayed, and continues to pray for me. Prayer really does work.
Or Monkey is going back to school on Monday weekend share. This week has actually gone really fast, loads of board games and less lego than I thought. But it is that time If you have never done this before, give it a go, you lose maybe 30 seconds of your life adding a […]
I am the primary cook in our home. My tween daughter now knows enough not to starve or can make her and her dad something, should I not be home for some reason.
That being said, I LOVE kitchen appliances and gadgets. I enjoy finding bargains and being frugal. My husband saw a post that had a small, outdoor smoker, for sale. He knew this had been on my list of “culinary wants” for some time now. Ok, so I have been too cheap to buy it new.
Patience can sometimes be key for items you really want. We picked up this cute little smoker for just $15!!! It’s in really pretty good condition and I figure it’s the perfect size for our little family of three. Once I have perfected my smoking of our favorite dishes, I can see about purchasing a larger one.
I am already researching wood chunks and chips. I am looking at oak, cherry, apple and pecan wood. I cannot wait to smoke some ribs and am really looking forward to preparing a brisket. I blame my husband partly for all this. The Food Network and their BBQ cook-offs and the like have my mind swirling with all the culinary possibilities this smoker will now offer!
As has been our tradition for the last six years, we stopped at a local cemetery and paid our respects to those who served our country. Even though we have finished school for this year, it’s important my daughter know why Memorial Day exists.
There were several families at the cemetery. In addition to reading the names, branch of service, years of birth/death and any battles fought in, my daughter and I talk about the day. Why we are free and anything unique we find on the headstones.
She asked me, “will I do this when I have a daughter?” I told her, I hope she continues this tradition with all her children. It’s so important to honor those who kept us free. She selected her graves, placed her pennies and I read the information about each veteran. She’s old enough to do that on her own, but it’s just part of our tradition.
I happen to love cemeteries. Not just for paying respects to those who reside there, but it’s full of history. I try to instill this in my daughter as well. There is much knowledge if we just look for it.
If you don’t participate in placing “pennies on the graves” and would like more information about it, you can read my previous post, here, as to why we do this.
About a month ago, I picked up a part-time job waiting tables on the weekends. I work a day job, Monday through Friday and then started waiting tables; working seven days a week.
I admit, I don’t eat the best on the weekends, with having to be to work at 7 and off around 3:30. Sure, I could eat on my break, but 1) I don’t want to waste the money to buy the food I serve and 2) it’s not really gluten-free and I don’t want to risk having a reaction with a packed cafe.
After I got off work on Sunday, I was very dizzy. It continued to get worse. I tried sleeping it off and was barely able to get out of bed. This continued into Monday, which I thankfully had off. I had to hold my daughter’s hand for stability, just to walk when we went out of the house.
My husband and I debated if I should go to the hospital. I know it’s related to extremely low iron levels. My anemia is taking forever to get under control and I am not ready to admit I need an IV transfusion. In part, because my veins roll and collapse and IVs (or even blood draws) are extremely challenging. Let’s not mention, how I despise doctors and hospitals and my oncologist and I are still aren’t speaking.
I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to drive to work this morning. It was really bad and scary yesterday. I reluctantly emailed my part-time job, explained the situation and stated as an ADA accommodation, I can only work Saturdays now. I will use Sunday as a day of rest. Even though chemo is completed, my body isn’t as healed as I had hoped. I will be picking up more iron pills, as I cannot skip taking them or I will end up back in the hospital.
The silver lining is I will be able to return to attending church on a regular basis. I have missed that. It’s important to have fellowship on a consistent basis.
My daughter has a love of painting. She sometimes paints pictures but she paints a lot of abstract pieces. I found a really good deal on canvas and some acrylic paints and she’s having a blast letting her creativity flow.
My personal favorite.
To be honest, her preferred medium is watercolor paints, and I continue to buy them for her, but she is learning to use a variety of paints and seeing how they work with her creations.
Sometimes her paintings are “unique” but some I just fall in love with immediately. I have never been a big art person, but my appreciation for what someone can create is growing. We have a small collection of her artwork lining various walls and doorways in our home. She’s even had an offer to buy one of her pieces.
I am incredibly proud of my lil miss. She isn’t afraid to show people her work. She is having fun but also learning a variety of skills. Sometimes, she will paint just to paint. Other times, I’ll assign something for school. Regardless of the reason she paints, I truly hope she continues to develop her art; wherever it may lead her.
School may be winding down, but we still had time to get in another creative, clay creation. I stopped off at the store to get a few new pens and my daughter HAD to have some clay. Who am I to crush her creativity? So we purchased more clay. We normally go through a couple tubs a year.
My daughter loves using her imagination to create. Normally, painting is her primary form of art, but I encourage her to explore and play with different mediums. I was pretty impressed with her two clay creations. She made a couch; complete with pillows. Her other piece..hmm…not sure what to call it. It reminds me of something you’d see in a city park or something. Regardless…it’s cute.
My daughter used some newly acquired, glitter glue, to give some color to her arches piece. I like the simplistic look she chose and the contrast of the colored sections to the original clay.
I believe in the power of prayer. Today, I received more bad news; not about me though. I am asking for anyone who prayers to lift up a prayer for my son. I am feeling helpless and there’s not much I can do.
He knows what it’s about. I just pray truth and justice are brought to light. This family has had far too much to deal with lately.
In the UK, May has 2 bank holidays, I have no idea why, but there you go. Its also half term next week. With all this fun going on lets have a blast this weekend If you have never done this before, give it a go, you lose maybe 30 seconds of your life adding […]
Every Memorial Day, for the last 5 years, I have taken my daughter to a cemetery; to the veteran’s section. This is a tradition I started so she will know the true meaning behind Memorial Day. It’s not just a day off of work or school or a time to barbecue. Please do not thank a veteran for his/her service either (that’s Veteran’s Day). Memorial Day is the day we use to honor those who have paid the ultimate price for our freedom.
When we first started visiting the veteran graves, I would let my daughter pick out the graves to visit. Then, I would read the name, branch, rank, birth/death and any wars he/she may have served in. She would then place a penny on the grave and say, “thank you for your service.” Now that my daughter is older, she does this on her own.
As the daughter of a Vietnam vet, niece of a Desert Storm vet and mom to active-duty soldier, who served in Afghanistan is now state-side, I uphold this tradition as it something I believe in with all my heart.
In past years, we have had people following us around, trying to get a glimpse of what we were doing. Some knew and when we made eye contact, they would give us a smile and a head nod.
There are four options you can leave on the tombstone:
Penny – means you visited and paid your respects
Nickel – means you trained in boot camp with that person
Dime – means you served with that person
Quarter – means you were there when they passed
One year my daughter was so moved by the young age a Marine had lost his life, she hugged the tombstone. I have to admit, it made my eyes leak a bit and my heart swelled with pride.
If you would like to learn more about this age-old tradition, you can read more about it here.