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nan
Dec 09, 2024
In Upswing
It is written to love. It's not just mentioned in the bible; it is talked about and commanded of us throughout its writings.
"So we have come to know and to believe the love that God has for us. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him. 1 John 4:16.
When we lose someone we love, it is painful, our hearts are broken. The ability to see God's purpose for our lives can be elusive. Letting go of a broken heart and giving the pain to God is ongoing. Slowly, we continue moving forward in moments, then in hours.
The memories will live within us in a special place forever. So does Gods purpose for our lives of which will prevail. Keep seeking His face with the hope and strength God's love for us provides.
The memories throughout the times together can provide a form of wisdom. The laughter, the special moments, and the happiness are not gone because that special person is gone. You remain. The shared love revealed you. You are a special person.
" I don't know why; I don't know why we need to break so hard."? Because we love so deeply. What a blessing.
The message:
1. Go back in time and remember the love from the beginning to the last times you shared.
2. Remember how you smiled and felt happy. Remember the laughter.
3. Remember how it felt to love and how you shared yourself while creating such a special bond with someone.
That is who YOU are. It came from within. . You love. You practice forgiveness. You smile. You feel happiness. Yes, that was your laughter. These are your attributes. They are very much ongoing. A special person is not in your life any longer, however you are still standing.
Stand up, and just keep walking. "You're going to be ok."
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. 1 Corinthians 13:4
“Many are the plans in a person’s heart, but it is the LORD’s purpose that prevails” Proverbs 19:21
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nan
Dec 03, 2024
In Free forum
The free forum is a good place to exchange information and finding about our ancestry.
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nan
Nov 28, 2024
In Upswing
I turned and said, "Sweetheart, we will get through this." " We will come out the other side." Just keep walking requires much persistence.
I was driving my 17-year-old granddaughter to school that morning. The questions I was asking her centered around who we would be when we reached the other side. Life is a journey.
I have read that everyone is a leader. There is always someone out there observing and following in your footsteps. "Where are you going?" I asked her. Look at how you may be used to inspire others to keep walking. Before she went into the school, we sat and listened to a song. She loved the music and the Artist. I made arrangements that day for us to see Lauren Daigle perform at an upcoming event in six months. Little did I know, little did I know the impact that day would have on our lives. I would never have predicted the changes in our worlds between then and the concert. That is a whole story—one only the two of us share.
I do not believe what unfolded was an accident or coincidence. Life puts you where you are, exactly where you are supposed to be when you choose to be a warrior. nan*
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nan
Nov 27, 2024
In Upswing
My event reminder alerted me at 0257 this morning. I thought, oh, for the love of Pete. Did you have to set this at the exact time to go off yearly?
How are ya doing, Mom? It took me about four minutes to realize she answered everything with "I'm ok." She was not looking into my eyes. I knew I was in denial, and so was she. Maybe I could see reality if I saw it on video. I needed to assess Mom. I immediately sent the video to my brother and called him simultaneously. He calmly said, "Call an ambulance." Mom passed that night.
I got up and made coffee. This morning may be a good day to write.
Google Photos automatically makes memory arrangements daily. I have taken photos so frequently over the years I have given them much to work with. The first one I opened this morning was "The Best of November 2018," the year she passed. The second was from November of 2022. Seriously? I chuckled. I watched both the slide shows and sat and shook my head. I would start writing more frequently, and today is another post about losing loved ones, I questioned. The irony made me chuckle again. I do not desire to be a dark writer. Uplifting self therapy is my preference.
At times in life, denial is a safety buffer to protect the brain from overload. It only gives you what you can handle. Often, it is protecting my heart. It is cool as long as I am aware. That morning six years ago, denial set in because of my fear. She was not a patient. She was my mom. Denial broke rapidly. I did not replace it with rose-colored glasses. There is a difference. Living in reality can lead to finding solutions and answers. The rose-colored glass keeps me stuck in the delusion of denial.
How many people get to live sound of mind and body long enough to be in a five-generation picture? Mom was sure she would get to leave this earth after her 90th birthday celebration. We had quite the party with well over a hundred people. She was pretty angry as her 91st birthday appeared and was still hanging out on earth. She left shortly after. Her journey that day would be pleasing to Mom on how she left us.
I browsed through the rest of my Google memory slide shows. I oriented back to the current date and year. There have been many changes and memories made over the last six years.
Life carried on. God is good. "I'm ok."
nan*
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nan
Apr 22, 2022
In Upswing
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Galatians 5:22-23 NIV
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nan
Dec 29, 2020
In Upswing
Life is a series of journeys. Sometimes we are traveling several paths simultaneously, totally unaware of where we are headed. There are darkness and light, happy and sad mixed with utter confusion of what we are doing or where we are headed. We wander around aimlessly without realizing we are building the path towards our future. These are times when life has overwhelmed us and sucked us into circumstances rather than truly living the lives God intended us to live. It is hard to ask God for assistance because it would require us to look at ourselves, and we are not fond of this self-evaluation. God has a mirror, and when we see the reflection of ourselves is not a reflection of Him, it is humbling. One ends up sitting at a computer at 2 a.m., writing on their web page that they have not bothered to open up but a couple of times in the last two years. Maybe it is time. Maybe it is time to live life. Maybe the mirror will be bearable when the gentle reminder of the word GRACE comes into play. God's grace. He seems to continue loving me when I am not feeling particularly lovable. Thank you for keeping me safe on the journey. God, you seem to guide me even when I am not looking. Nan
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nan
Mar 01, 2020
In Nature Abounds Nuance
1. In 1998 I began talking with people around the world at a nursing site. I became aware of the different views people expressed about America, our culture, and our history. In the year 2000, several people on the site ridiculed me for being a Christian "conservative." I had told someone I would pray for them. I hate to admit it, but I had to look up the definition of conservative. I concluded that the understanding of both labels was a matter of perception. Both terms were being used to stereotype others with preconceived ideas. I believe today; stereotyping is choking the country.
2. 9/11/2001 was a particularly eye-opening event for me. Visiting with people from around the world lead me to understand the freedoms we have in America. There were so many things I had always taken for granted. There was so much that I did not know—my thirst for our history and where our country is headed is never quenched.
3. The last 20 years have been an exciting adventure. My faith, my family, and my love for my country have all grown. I have enjoyed my career in nursing. Photography, writing, and flower gardening are my passions. The study of history through my heritage has taken a front seat in my time. It has been eye-opening viewing the history of our nation through this lens.
4. As my life evolves, I have found the phrase "free to be just me" is a journey, not a destination. I believe it is the essence of life in America. It is freedom worthy of standing for. Finding the beauty of individual thought and personal beliefs in others and for myself is so very freeing. Understanding I only speak for myself, express only my thoughts helps me learn from others. It frees me to see them as an individual doing the same.
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Stepping off the primrose path to a journey guided by the wisdom of yesterday, the fearless vigor and faith today, with hope and confidence in America's character and virtue of tomorrow. Free to be just me, an individual woman in America.
Today it is challenging to express ourselves as individuals without being stereotyped into a group or belief system. Even in today's political world, identity politics are at the forefront. These stereotypes can lead us down a very unpleasant rabbit hole. How does it affect my confidence and relationships with others? Does it lead to frustrations and anger? Where will it take American women? In the "free to be just me" adventure, how can I view myself and others without preconceived thoughts? Do I know who I am? How do I take care of myself? How do I continue to see others as the beautifully and wonderfully made women, they each are? Do I express my views confidently? It is the start of a great adventure! Mind and spirit create who I am and want to be. Challenge and growth daily can promote a dream. I will be bold and stand firm, tempered with reminding myself, always stay humble.
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Be brave and fierce but may I always remain humble.
Christy Dobrovolny (nan*)
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nan
Jul 14, 2019
In American Roots
https://www.ancestry.com/family-tree/person/tree/66593735/person/40157522065/gallery
A Relation of a Voyage to Sagadahoc by Captain James Davies / Davis (Complete) https://captainjamesdavisgenealogy.wordpress.com/tag/sagadahoc-colony/
The Beginnings of Colonial Maine Transcribed and submitted by Janice Farnsworth http://genealogytrails.com/maine/hist_begofcolonialmaine_ch6.html
http://sites.rootsweb.com/~mesagada/popham.htm
https://www.ofaplace.com/home/category/popham-colony
Artifact from the dig in the 90's https://www.mainememory.net/sitebuilder/site/2002/slideshow/1024/display?format=list&prev_object_id=3257&prev_object=page&slide_num=1
https://mfship.org/history/artifacts-from-popham-colony-dig/
Videos of the dig https://www.archaeologychannel.org/video-guide/video-guide/video-guide-summary/119-archaeovideo-field-communique-the-popham-colony
An interesting Maine time line https://www.mainememory.net/timeline/1600.shtml Child of Captain James Davis and Rachell Keyes Major Thomas Davis+ b. 1612/13, d. 20 Sep 1683
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nan
May 16, 2019
In Upswing
When we open our eyes each morning and contemplate the day often our first thoughts are "I have to do this and that today. The first thing is first, and we go into the restroom, lol. Work, appointments, projects, errands, and everyday life begin slowly running through our minds. Weeding out the task not particularly appealing to us cross our thoughts. Ugh, I do not want to go to work, exercise, or sometimes even make coffee. After all, there are dishes in the sink that I did not do yesterday. Our routine life overwhelms our hazed early morning thoughts. Unexpected events begin before we have the time to wipe the sleep from our eyes. Perhaps the dog has peed on the floor. Maybe the cat has dug through the trash. There is the favorite, and the kid is barfing like scenes from the Exorcist. Waking up each morning and looking forward to the day can be an adventure. It is all too easy to start the day being the reactionary to life and then maintaining that mode all day long. We will always have bad things happen in life, but do I need to double down with my blase attitude? "It is what it is." But is it? The struggle is real." The "real struggle" is to embrace there is only going to be this glorious day one time in our lives. We have the opportunity of a fresh start of our journey. The battle is becoming aware of our self-accountability to our contributions to the day. Our health and personal outlook on life strongly influence our days. What am I going to do today that builds towards my dreams? How will my day today build a better tomorrow? Will I learn something today I did not know yesterday? Will I add value to those I love? Can I capture each moment of magic the new day brings? Be that little spark plug contributing to the engine call life each new day. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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nan
May 14, 2019
In Upswing
The Broncos defeated the Patriots. People cheer with joy, and the victory celebrated. The winner of the competition raises the trophy, and the fans savor the win. In life, the word defeated can take on a much different meaning. Life can be a place where there are no competitors, no teams. How often have I felt I am in a funk? Things feel off for no apparent reason. Are their periods during life where we feel lost without understanding why? The word defeated sometimes play a role. It is an emotion word in this context. It is a feeling challenging to address. How often do we embrace the thoughts of being a failure without examining where we were defeated? Do we allow ourselves to examine "were we indeed defeated and by what? Feelings of such are deeply personal. Over the last couple of years, I have been feeling lost. I awoke last week with the vivid dream I was having that morning. It was of a patient pulling me close to their face and directly stating "you never forgot about me." I laid in bed evaluating the profound statement. It was the first time I was able to identify the feelings of being defeated. How easy is it to feel frustrated and not even acknowledge the root cause. How often can this feeling slip into life? I awoke feeling "defeated." The cool thing about identifying this was the following feeling of relief. My goal as a nurse was always to place the patient first. Every decision and every action must center around the welfare of the patient. I had never lost sight of this goal during my career. I was never perfect with my mission, but never lost sight of my purpose. I cried with a different understanding of why I had felt lost. It became a key to unlock many doors. I have been able to identify areas of my life where defeated comes to play. Feelings of being defeated are ugly yet when identified can be very freeing in the game called life. A new outlook and strategy can derive. It reveals the very core of our existence. Sometimes we must remind ourselves one picture does not tell the whole story. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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nan
May 04, 2019
In American Roots
Harry Davis november 22, 1892 -Died May 25, 1946 Edmond Francis Davis April 27,1861-August 27, 1931 A hand written letter that is difficult to read written by E.F. Davis E.F. Davis was born near Lebnon Adair Country Kentucky in the year of our lord 1861. At the age of 2 1/2 years old moved with his parent John W. and Mary E. Davis to Romights prarie?? Illinois 6 miles west of Mcleanstonro? or Hamilton? county living in the above community until about 11 years old. Then the family moved to Rilay??? County Missouri. Then in the same year moved to Stadand? county MO and stated there one year then moved back to Illinois near Rolla Salem Co. was there one year then moved back to Hamilton county. Then both parent as well as three children died. Leaving E.F. Davis with three little children to look after ranging in age from 3 to 8 years old. Being only 15 years old myself it was a very trying affair at the age of 15. We with and uncle A.P? Thomas moved to Carroll County Missouri. Later at the age of 21 E.F. Davis came west in 1884 and settled in Ottowa County Kansas. The following 2 years lived in Dickinson County Kansas in the year 1887 was married to Dora E. Langston and lived in Ottowa County 8 years. Then wife and 3 young men Arch, Milton and Harry and later two young ladies came to our house Anna and Nan. Well thank the lord we have these all yet and firmly settled down in good old Abilene Dickinson county Kansas. Signed by E.F. Davis A hand written letter that is difficult to read.
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nan
May 01, 2019
In Upswing
The last week has been a series of the interruptions I call life. It started out sitting at the bedside of someone I love who had suddenly stared death in the face. She is back to her everyday life today. Another lesson that living this life is never genuinely routine. Opportunities scattered throughout the week. Talking with so many family members seems only to occur during holidays, festive events or funerals. Observing the strength and character of the younger generations of the family was a gift. When did they all grow into adults? How has time flown by so rapidly? Time stood still and presented many opportunities to talk, more importantly, to listen. Hour upon hour we were together during different scenarios. We displayed our weakness and our fears as well as our strengths and character. The roller coaster ride of emotions evoked helpless anger and tears of joy. Being home the last few days I have reflected upon the week. The dominating lessons I have learned are those centered around humility. I have never felt the impact of the lessons learned from the feelings of failure so strongly. I am genuinely grateful for every mistake I have made in life. I am thankful for the guilt I felt when I had let someone down. Every time I fell on my face and made wrong decisions has served a purpose that has never been so obvious to me. When broken to a point we feel irreparable is a gift in life. We endure through these periods with humility. It is not enjoyable. The results, however, grow our compassion. It paints a clear picture of everyone playing on the same level in this game called life. We are no better nor worse than the teammate standing next to us. It tells us life it's self foster feelings of inferiority; it needs no help from others or ourselves. It teaches endurance and reminds us to remain humble. Continue to endure the challenges. We all see things differently even when looking at the same view. Fall in love with your life, it really is the art of romance. Love is the greatest gift. We often forget this love includes ourselves and our lives. Paint your picture. It is an original. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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nan
Apr 23, 2019
In Upswing
"We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." I sat and stared at the clock anxiously awaiting 2 pm. I anticipated the laughter dad gave as he would sweep me off the floor squeezing me with a bear hug. He had been at work since the early hours of the morning and was now arriving home. Most often we would then go to the basement where his tools hung on the pegboard wall. I would sit and watch with fascination as he built, fixed and tinkered with his newest project. On cold days we would start a fire in the old wood burning stove that stood in the corner of the darker area of the large cement room. I was very young during those days. My older brothers were at school. They would be arriving home soon, but these were the moments my dad gave me alone — the time we had where he made me feel special and loved. These are some of my earliest memories of my dad. He would tell me stories as he worked and gave me something he never stopped giving. He gave me love and support. I know it now by the terms "unconditional love." He never stopped giving it throughout my life. I never questioned for one split second the love my dad had for me or whether he would be there supporting me. Never. That does not mean he approved of everything I did nor that he did not confront my mistakes. It means he was there even when I did not think I deserved it. He had confidence in me even when I felt I had failed. He loved me through life events, even when I did not love myself. He would patiently wait when I pushed him aside, usually out of my guilty feelings of doing wrong. I often wonder how many people are out in the world today who have never had the opportunity of such a gift? An award that most likely had the most significant impact on my life. One I had received so freely. It would seem to be a right everyone should have, but just as most rights are, it was a privilege. Life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness is the privilege all are gifted in America. When one looks upon their rights as a privilege, one bears the fruits of those rights. The history of dads life displays this to be true. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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Apr 19, 2019
In American Roots
Today in history April 19, 1775, marks the beginning of the Revolutionary War.
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nan
Apr 18, 2019
In Upswing
I spend time full of intentions without the time to complete. I sift through the priorities as the day goes by. Disappointments arise as I look to what did not get accomplished. I get frustrated by the interruptions. "well if this had not happened, I could have gotten that completed." I have come to realize the "interruptions" are life. No really, the interruptions ARE life. When I was very young, my dad shared how he viewed people. "You have to look for the good in people. People make up our lives so when we see only the bad in people, we see only the bad in life." It was easy seeing the good in people when I was young and naive. I grew older and found myself mislead. I was used or hurt by people that perhaps was not as good as I had thought. I sat and pondered, do I continue to focus on the good? Do I continue to give people the benefit of doubt? As an adult, I had a choice to make. My answer was yes. I am not saying that when I see a red flag that I do not run for my life, lol. I am saying, for the most part, I believe it is true. When I focus on the good in people, life is good. My outlook on life is a reflection of the relationships I grow. I think it is the same with interruptions. People are generally at the root of the disruption. There is the call from the school informing the parent their kid just broke their arm or the best friend who called to say "I am getting married." Interruptions in life vary from tragic events to the best surprises we experience. They are opportunities to add value to those who value us. It is an opportunity to embrace the value of life. Now I will make my list of intentions and see what life has in store for me today. ;) Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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nan
Apr 17, 2019
In Upswing
This was posted in 2012 by a doc I worked with at the time. "So I found out today that health care reform that was supposed to save 1 trillion dollars over the next decade is actually going to cost an extra 430 billion. One of the cost-saving ideas includes shortening medical training by 30%. In the words of former President Reagan, "The most feared words in the American lexicon are, 'I'm from the government, and I'm here to help.'". Maybe if we get the GSA involved, we can find some efficiency." He then said, "Pack your chute cause nobody is flying this bitch." I must say, those are some well-spoken words of wisdom. ;) A bit of humor sprinkled with a dash of sarcasm and a dose of irony. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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nan
Apr 16, 2019
In Upswing
Watching the flames of the fireplace dance one Christmas Eve, my life changed. I was alone and feeling defeated. My heart was hurting, with feelings of failure dominating my mind. All I could see was the poor decisions I had made and loneliness. I had let the people I love, myself, and God down. Why did I not see this? How many times had I thought something was right and found it to be so very wrong. I felt broken. "Throw me a bone." Give me something to hang onto. I began begging and pleading for answers through my stream of tears, "please God what now?" Nature called and as I entered the bathroom the words "Someone is trying to take being a nurse from me" came to my mind. What? I had not thought about being a nurse since I was a little girl. I already knew that it was not even an option. I am not smart enough to be a nurse. I looked in the mirror and wondered why I would think that? Was I officially going crazy! When I walked back into the living room, I sat on the couch and glanced at the magazine I had just received. The cover of the magazine highlighted an article about careers. No, not just any profession, but specifically in nursing. At that point, I began arguing with God. That lightning bolt was for my neighbor Lori! "She is smart, compassionate, patient and reliable." That is not me. "You missed." Besides, I have a family, a job and the only nursing school is an hour away. There is just no way. Excuses were plentiful. I noticed the fireplace was becoming dim. I walked over to grab some wood, and there it was. The kindling included newspapers. The top was the local newspaper with the headline about the nursing program coming to our community college. I had been begging for an answer, and in 10 short minutes, three coincidental signs had appeared. My initial thoughts were "oh crap; I am going to be a nurse." People often ask how God talks to you and then question it. My answer that night is obvious. "When He does, I do not question it." The following day while traveling to Christmas dinner, I mustered up the strength and let my husband know I had been called to be a nurse. He looked at me as if I had lost my mind. The journey I embarked upon has been incredible. There are many stories to be told. One and a half years after that Christmas Eve, the girl "that did not have to be smart" graduated LPN school with a 4.0 average. Lol, and they say there is no such thing as miracles. It was only the beginning; this was how it started. Broken. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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nan
Apr 13, 2019
In Upswing
Close to graduating a local women's group invited the high school senior girls to a tea. We arrived and participated in fun activities and refreshments. Towards the end of the gathering, a lady approached me. She tapped my cheek assuring me with the words "no worries, you do not have to be smart; you are pretty and will marry well." Although I felt she meant well, I found the words unsettling and certainly uncomplimentary. The impact of words can be life-changing. Some we never forget as our lives move forward. Often the words grow up is used in a negative contest such as "when are you going to grow up?" Images flurry through a mind as people ask our youth "what are you going to be when you grow up?" The implications to chose one station of arrival to define who we are can be a rather tough challenge. One evening when I was in nursing school (for my RN) I had the opportunity to visit with a doctor I had grown to admire. We were discussing different changes in techniques of drug administration. After battling cancer and winning, his lease on life was fast paced and full of vigor. It seemed he could not experience enough and endeavored to do his best always. Later I was assigned a rotation in his office. Fellow students had told me to wear my roller skates as this man moved so fast it was hard to keep up with him. I arrived at his office and began following from patient to patient finding they were right. I found the rapid pace was not the challenge. The challenge was keeping up with the questions he asked me and his ability to think so fast. I confess I guessed with many of my answers and was lucky to get them mostly correct. We entered an exam room. He introduced me and followed with "she is a nursing student." She is not going to be just any nurse; she will be a leader of nurses." I was humbled and felt unworthy of such a statement. I wondered what he saw in me that I certainly did not feel. His words of confidence are words I will never forget. When I look back in my life, there have been many times where one statement influenced my life. Some were from people being very unkind and others that gave me the confidence to move forward. Both can be an incentive to improve, but only one values the individual. Growing up is not finding the one station in life to define who we are. It is an ongoing process. I can never grow up; I can only keep growing upwards. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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Apr 11, 2019
In Upswing
Drop off kids at school, drop the car off for a check-up and start my daily tasks. So much for planning the day. After leaving school, the car died. I started walking the short distance home only to find myself on an icy sidewalk. I skied down to the gutter and into the street, thinking to myself "do not fall again." No cars were coming, and I saw no witnesses of my awkward displace of grace. Just fifteen more minutes chuckle, and my battery would have made it to the appointment. Fifteen short minutes. After arriving home, I sat in my chair huffing and puffing and freezing. My husband looked at me and ask "what's up? I said, "I did not break my neck just now so life is good." Life is such a matter of perspective. When I was pregnant it seemed there was an unusual amount of women who were expecting. When I had a red car, suddenly there were many red cars on the highway. I have often heard "what you focus on grows" and I believe it to be true. How often has someone pointed out a characteristic about someone I had not noticed before, then began seeing the person differently. Sometimes good qualities, other times not so complimentary. It became apparent a person can see in others what we are looking for by magnifying specific actions or words. It does not make the summary of the individual correct, only biased. How often do I look for positive solutions in life rather than dwelling in the problems? Life lends itself to many forms of accountability. Much of the results hinge on our perspectives. Reality is often created by what we choose to see and set forth to create. Misery has many bedfellows. Happiness is in the eye of the beholder. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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Apr 10, 2019
In Upswing
What would my great grandmother think if I could talk to her today? Walking to my car after a long shift I was reveling at today's technology. I had just worked with a machine which targeted a tumor in the brain through virtual reality. We could go directly to the tumor in the operating room minimizing the ill side effects. Wow! I drove to the closest drive-through window to pick up food in preparation for my two-hour drive home. I wondered what my great grandmother would think if I were able to communicate with her. Better yet her parents. Technology has advanced in my lifetime to a degree its hard for me to believe it. Would my ancestors think I had lost my mind? I can order any food I desire and have it within minutes. As they handed me my drink, it dawned on me that ice alone would be a treat. I could drive one hundred and twenty miles before my ice even melts. A trip of that length in a horse and buggy may not have been so pleasant. Lol, I can listen to every variety of music or news while having my climate controlled. As I passed a car, I could see the glow of the screen in the back while children were viewing a video. I can talk to anyone in the world with a handheld device which also gives me any information my mind wants to know. Yes, they would think I had lost my mind. Technology has advanced further since my ride home that night. Life is amazing. Looking from my childhood to today indeed leads to an attitude of gratitude. We conduct a life of luxury today I can not take for granted. Be brave and fierce but always remain humble. nan
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