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U r kind. But 3 days w/out kind posts feels a bit unkind, sis humankind
Thanks for your nice comment. Shalom and Namasthe, Neil.
posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on March 12, 2007 at 8:12 PM
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LadyCee
Such inspirational writings elevate the spirit. Touches one at the deepest core. Excellent!
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on March 11, 2007 at 3:35 AM
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YP-
Thank you, dear Neil, for the inspiration continued. Your wife, like many women, is a survivor. I think women draw on a special strength. I wonder how else we survive the travail of natural childbirth. It was a travail for me, both times, but the experience remembered is one of pure joy. I remember when with Nick, the pain was almost unbearable and they took my hand and placed it on his head just before he crowned and the pain vanished; I was in contact with my baby. Now he is a young man, dealing with life and heartache, that only each of us experiences as love blooms and fades. He depends on my daughter's strengths. I am glad to hear you have a strong woman from which to draw strength as well. I am sure she would say the same of you, your compassion, your sacrifice, your devotion. Thank you for being a light in the darkness when I have needed it. I am glad I was not too preachy this time! Blessings,
Cee 
posted by
LadyCeeMarie
on March 11, 2007 at 3:27 AM
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Mandad lee-
Thank you, dear heart!
Cee
posted by
LadyCeeMarie
on March 11, 2007 at 3:16 AM
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I echo Manda Lee. Inspirational writing at your best. And U did not have to
mention God, Great Mother, Father, Great Spirit...etc. I am so glad you mentioned Jay in this story too; he definitely gets strength from you. I know, in spite of my wife's weaknesses, I feel inspired by her strengths more than dejected by our shortcomings. Amen
posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on March 10, 2007 at 8:55 PM
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Amen! Excellent
posted by
Amanda__
on March 10, 2007 at 7:26 PM
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Thank you for sharing your faith and prayers with me.
It truly means allot to my heart, that others care enough to join into my prayers and help me walk through my fears.
Praise, God, we have plenty of food in our home and being a scratch cook, I can make the food stretch further.
It is hard these days just to survive, let alone being a single mother of a teen. My house is always filled with teenagers and they tell me EVERYTHING....Things I could have gone the rest of my life without hearing...He He..But I am thankful that these kids love me enough to turn their hearts in my direction when they need a friend.
After I sent my son back to stay with his father in VA to go to school, in Feb.(early) one of my son's closest friends was arrested for possession. My heart was truly broken for him. Here this young man was sitting in jail, while his mother lie dying in a hospital with less than three months to live. I was terrified for this young man. I contacted the school to see what I could do to get his work sent to him and because I was not his guardian, it was not possible. I tried to no avail to get his father to return my calls. Finally, one day, I left a rather unpleasant yet kind message on his machine. once this young man's mom went into hospice his father bailed him out to spend the remaining hours with his mother.
Unbeknownst to us, David was soooo homesick that his father and I decided to send him back here. It was against my better wisdom, knowing I was out of work and light in the tunnel, but I said okay and I made my son believe it or not sign a contract with me on his behaviors. Amazingly, he is standing on his word. But he told me before he came home that he doesn't believe in God and that tears my heart out, because he knows the truth, and I believe deep down that he does believe.
Anyway, I picked him up halfway and we were not aware but his friend was bailed out on the same day. We did not see him the following Wednesday at his mother's funeral. We found out about 10pm the night before the funeral and so I told my son WE will be there for him and his Dad. I called up a couple of his other friends and the four of us were there to stand with this young man on the morning of his mother's funeral. I cannot tell you how much I hugged my kids (I call them all my kids). My son's friend, wrapped his arms around me and just clung to me. Since his mother's funeral, I have seen to it that he has had a hot meal every day, and I am trying to help him through love. He is much too sweet a kid to throw away.
He and his mother were always extremely close and he could not stand the pain of watching her die and I am certain that so much of this pain has turn him to drugs. I pray he finds his way and very soon. I love this kid like my own, and I feel his loss and I see the heartache in his eyes. My home is always open to these kids, and I tell you, I would never have it any other way.
Thank you again for your prayers and sharing your story with me. It was heartfelt.
posted by
1TimeSoldier
on March 10, 2007 at 1:34 PM
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Sannhet
This is so true. If you dwell in the "I shouldas" and the "maybe ifs" it is impossible to accept what IS. Positive affirmations are written the present time. You say them at least 6 times in a row, reading off a card, looking in a mirror, "I AM XXX lbs." You have to write it down and repeat it out loud several times a day to retrain the brain. Thank you, Sannhet, you've just inspired me to write another blog!!
ladyceemarie
posted by
LadyCeeMarie
on March 9, 2007 at 8:11 AM
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Cee -
For me, all the little things that happen each day are just challenges to our ability to be in the moment. I've found that it's when I am not "in the moment" that is when things happen or when I react rather then accept.
posted by
sannhet
on March 9, 2007 at 6:43 AM
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