Category: My Journey

Helping others

~Photo Lisa Fotios, http://www.pexels.com~

We have to help those in need regardless of our feelings about them. We feel good helping those we like or the people whom we think deserve to be helped. It’s harder but still essential to help the people who dislike us or resent us or are indifferent to us.*

I find this to be true and worth remembering as I consider my actions in helping others.

There is much to be done.

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*Where I read this, I don’t know. Sitting in my chair by my  fireplace reading and sipping coffee,  I was moved to record this thought but neglected to cite the souce. My apologies to the author.

Peace & blessings to all,

Lori

The Three Graces

I was tired of seeing the graces always depicted as beautiful young things. I think wisdom comes with age and life and pain and knowing what matters. “

This is a  comment by Clara,  a character in the mystery novel A Fatal Grace by Louise Penny,  referring to a painting of three elderly women depicted as the Three Graces.

Age, life, pain and knowing what matters.

 

 

 

 

 

Along for the ride

Sometimes I feel like this doll

Jammed in a car handle, along for the ride.

Life in quarantine.  

 

 

 

 

 

May 2017

Her Mother had just been diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer.

Treatment started right away. Continue reading “May 2017” →

An Optimist!

~Photo Lori Greer in Portland

Italy has been on my shortlist of places to since my return from Europe in 2016.

Not in 2017, my daughter-in-law was diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer a few months after giving birth to her first child. 

Not in 2018, she was still fighting and I was caring for her and her baby.

Not in 2019, she was still fighting and I was caring for her and her toddler.  

She died in late 2019.  Continue reading “An Optimist!” →

OK LOVE

I am not sure what this means on the tag of a car I pass on my walk.   

In my mind, I hear a husband saying to his wife, “Ok, love” whatever you want. 

I don’t know if he is exasperated and defeated.  Or, is he expressing his devotion?  

I will never know. Continue reading “OK LOVE” →

We join spokes together in a wheel

~Foggy Lake Photo by Gabriela Palai/Pexel.com~

This is what I am thinking about this morning as I sit by the fireplace.

“We join spokes together in a wheel,
but it is the center hole
that makes the wagon move.

We shape clay into a pot,
but it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want.

We hammer wood for a house,
but it is the inner space
that makes it livable.

We work with being,
but non-being is what we use.”

— Tao De Ching

 

But be gracious

Be pretty if you can, witty if you must, but be gracious if it kills you.  Elsie de Wolfe

Elsie de Wolfe  Architectural Digest

Elsie de Wolfe lived and died a long time ago.

Her words are timeless. Continue reading “But be gracious” →

Losing my sweet dog

I have not wanted to write this post.

Writing the words would make it true.

There is no escaping that my sweet Ginny is gone.

Eight days after my post  Loving an old dog she collapsed and died.

Probably a  heart attack.  Possibly a stroke.

It doesn’t matter.  She is gone.

Ginny jumped in my lap in the car. Something spooked her. Fortunately, the car was parked.  ~Photo Lori Greer in Portland

My sweet Ginny

She was always with me patiently waiting in the car while I ran errands, going on walks, strolling though Home Depot, sunning herself on the patio and, in the last few months, sleeping by the fire.

I miss that sweet face, that wagging tail, her big head resting in my lap.

I miss hugging her and talking to her.

I miss taking care of her.

I miss her.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Loving an old dog…

I slept in on the first day of the New Year.

That is, until 6:30.

Usually I am up by 5:30 to read and relax by the fire on wintry days.

I headed downstairs to start my day.  I turned on the gas fireplace.

As I was settling in with my book and coffee I realized my dog Ginny was missing. Continue reading “Loving an old dog…” →