~Thank you to my friend J who shared this with me.
I published this earlier but received feedback that some readers could not open the picture. Please let me know if this works.
Lori
Tag: Coping
Along for the ride
Sometimes I feel like this doll
Jammed in a car handle, along for the ride.
Life in quarantine.
Willpower Baby!
Yes, I wanted to eat the whole thing but I resisted.
Everyday I allowed myself a few bites until it was all gone. Continue reading “Willpower Baby!”
May 2017
Her Mother had just been diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer.
Treatment started right away. Continue reading “May 2017”
Play for the world
If you ever dreamed of playing for millions around the world, now is your chance. Play inside, play for the world. Nike Post on Instagram
Now more than ever, we are one team. #playinside #playfortheworld Nike on Twitter
Little Girl in Distress
As I was walking out the door this morning for an 8:30 appointment, my phone rang.
It was my 3-year old granddaughter calling for a video chat.
Of course I took the call. I was prepared to be late or miss my appointment.
A minute later her sweet little face popped up on my screen. Continue reading “Little Girl in Distress”
Unknown blessings…
Give thanks for unknown blessings that are already on their way. ~Native American prayer
Blessings I know about.
- The love of family.
- The love of friends both near and far.
- My sweet dog Ginny.
- My good health.
- My warm house.
The unknown blessings will be a joy unexpected.
At the end of another day
While my daughter-in-law was fighting for her life, my life was on hold.
For over for three years.
I could not commit to anything.
I was always ready to help when needed.
Now that she has passed, I have the freedom to plan a trip, enroll in a course…fun things.
But, I have no energy and very little interest.
Life is out of focus.
I know that this will pass.
But, for now I am in the throes of making it through each day.
I am walking and walking and walking.
I am working at my job.
I do yoga most days.
I try to meditate but with little success so I listen to classical music.
I cook dishes that require lots of dicing and slicing.
I clean out closets and drawers.
I am treading water waiting for my energy to return.
Treading water doesn’t move me closer to shore but it beats sinking.
Am I treading or flailing about?
Note to self. Not very well-written. I will do better when my feet touch bottom and I can stumble to shore.
I felt it shelter
I felt it shelter to speak to you. ~Emily Dickinson
Thank you, my friends, for your kind and loving words at the death of my daughter-in-law.
I read them all and was comforted by them.
They were a shelter, a safe place to grieve.
Thank you for being with me.
Lori Greer in Portland 