On Armistice Day, the French people stop at 11 A.M. on the 11th day of the 11th month.
This moment of silence across the nation is to remember the sacrifices of the men and women who died for their country.
11:11:11
Category: My Journey
Silly Woman Crying
Ambushed walking down the street.
Minding my own business.
Nothing in particular on my mind.
Then I saw this beautiful car.
I had to stop and look.
My Italian Bulldozer
Sometimes help comes from the least expected place.
Sometimes help comes when we don’t know we need it.
Sometimes it comes in a few sentences rolled into a few paragraphs. Continue reading “My Italian Bulldozer”
Wasabi Warrior
Delayed gratification.
Going the distance.
All the little steps that add up to big strides in life.
Wanting to give up when it seems too hard.
When it seems like I just won’t make it.
The Devil and Me
The devil is one of my oldest companions.
When I was a lazy child my Mother would scold me,
“The devil finds work for idle hands!”
So, I dutifully skulked off to my room or anywhere out of her sight.
Or, I found something to do. Continue reading “The Devil and Me”
Joy : Joy
Somewhere along the way I learned that helping others gives me joy.
At no time is this more important than when I am hurting. Continue reading “Joy : Joy”
Kindness
Cards, bath salts, flowers, chocolate, cookies, walks, lunches, notes, phone calls.
Hugs. Lots of hugs.
Tears shared.***
My family.
My friends.
Semi-Happy Day
Today was a “semi-happy” day.
I will take that without feeling guilty.***
Day 10
I woke early to the sound of pouring rain.
I lay in bed for awhile enjoying the sound.
It was lovely, cool and dark.
Day 9
A beautiful day dawns in Portland, Oregon.
Ginny and I went for a walk.
Then we sat on the patio enjoying the cool morning air.
Our hearts and minds were at MD Anderson. Continue reading “Day 9”
