Tag Archives: Gratitude

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Saith Me… Auto Insurance

I believe that in the last week I have learned more about the way auto insurance works than I learned in the 30 some-odd years I have been driving. Sadly, it has taken an accident, three old cars, two teen drivers, and half a dozen phone calls to gain my new knowledge. Oh, and the teen drivers were not involved in the accident. I really hope this new found knowledge saves me money, but never needs to be dredged up in the future.

 

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Revelation: Dad is good too.

My son is getting his wisdom teeth out today. Due to the icy roads, my car in the shop, and my husband’s car not being as comfortable to travel in as mine, I opted to stay home and let my husband handle this one. Oh, the misery of recognizing your kids have grown and that dad can finally replace mom at the bed-side.

Truthfully, it is decadent this feeling that I was able to put my health first for once. Why did it take me 17 years to recognize that my husband is so much more calm than I am with these things? And his bed-side manner is much more “motherly” than mine. Still, the kids prefer me so I had better go prepare for the return of my drugged-up, chipmunked faced boy.

Don’t get me wrong, this turning over control to the dad is not fun, but it does seem to be much less stressful than the anxiety inducing road conditions and dentist scenario. And since the son will soon leave home, this may very well be good for easing the separation anxiety as well.

 

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Utter Relief Wars with Angst of Why

Utter relief that the husband is unhurt wars with the angst of why bad things happen.

It is really quite the turbulence of emotion that descends when relief wars with the concerns over repair costs, frustration with bad drivers, and the anguish of why – why him, why now, why could it not have been avoided.

Then relief and reason wins the battle with the recognition of how bad it could have been. Honda Pilots do not usually win against semi-trailers, but in this case the skill of the driver and some Divine intervention saved the husband, saved the Honda, and saved my sanity.

 

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Icy Morning

Woke up this morning to a blast of cold and a beautiful view from my kitchen window. Inspiration followed, a good day to make a dumping soup with all the scraggly veggies in my fridge. Now the refrigerator is ready for fresh veggies just in time for Christmas cooking, and I have a hearty pot of soup to bolster me on this chilly day.

December 2013

A big thank you goes out to my daughter. She braved the cold and took these photos for me.

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Saith Me… Creative Dreams

I woke up this morning after having a wonderful dream about being creatively crafty – yarn and fabric were magnificently arranged in delightful designs. Now I just need to find the energy to make my dream come true.

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A dream can be just the inspiration and motivation needed to overcome.

Never Stop Dreaming!

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Saith Me… Country Living

There are so many positives about country living which make life a joy, but learning to deal with the negatives is often frustrating.

The battle to keep a home mice free is ongoing and can get a bit troublesome at times. However, when one week you find a bat in your hallway, and the following week you find a snake in your basement, those pesky little mice become much less worrisome to contemplate.

Homestead 2013

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Saith Me… Success

Success is not measured by the things we accumulate. It is measured by the love we share and by our individual growth. It is also measured by how much we are loved by others.

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Saith Me… A Note to My Child

It is easy for people to hate when times seem tough. It is also easy for people to justify their hate because they are ignorant of real history – they only know the glossy myth. I am proud that you are not one of those people, but seek to love all of mankind. I am also proud that you seek out the history and culture behind the myth. I love that you ask “why” and have learned to chart your own course rather than to allow yourself to blindly follow those who would seek to lead you astray (even if they know not what they do). I am proud of you for who you are and who you will grow to be because of the choices you make, particularly the choice to love not hate.