"Happy Mothers/Grandmothers Day"

So read the caption to this beautiful picture- received in my email this morning!

May our hearts continue to be blessed by our children, and our grandchildren!

Know too that gender roles mean nothing to those men who are raising/have raised their own children/grandchildren.

Happy Mothers Day to us all.
And always.

XOXO
Me

Once Upon a Time

Punk. Trying to eat my lilacs...

_________________

I do not often write of God in my life...
The following is an excerpt, a very shallow and brief look- at what is inside...


" God Bless you for trying to help...

 ... I too, used to romanticize this all.
Oooh, the "FAMILYs" that stay together through thick or thin, hell or high water, etc etc etc. Though I remain a hopeless romantic, I do know that many many things are out of my hands.

I was raised to believe in God.

Once upon a time, I married for LIFE... And until my own life and was threatened; (or more succinctly and accurately put, until the spirits of my own children were threatened).

Should I have done anything differently?
Nope.
Not after being beaten. Not after having a shotgun in my face (in front of a 3 yr old, a 2 yr old and a 1 month old), because I was 15 minutes late coming home from work.
They were babies, MY BABIES, and I would not raise them to think that was/IS an acceptable "family" in any way shape or form.

As their mother, there were many things I could do to raise them up right. And with every prenatal kick, I had made that solemn promise.
And those things that ARE within in my power to do?, I asked myself that very night. Not oly for my children. They are things, that to this day I will do for anyone; and not only for those that are 'supposed to' love me (and vice~versa).

So many times I have prayed if only to ask God to help me out.
And I have gotten so many answers, positive lights, and points... Things that would happen that I could *see* as answers, (because I knew within myself that I would never come up with many of those thoughts that 'came' to me)...

Still, at NO point in time did I ever receive any 'signs' for me to change; or altar the courage of my own convictions- To change my journey would be to change others' as well. That would be a sin in my heart to even think of having the power to do.
And so I have not.
Just because, in my book, right is right is right is right.
And there are but only a very FEW grey areas to "RIGHT"...

Does that make me unforgiving?  Perhaps it does.  Still, I have said in some of my many previous blogs, I am NOT God... It is HIS place to forgive and forgive and forgive.
It is not mine. (Yes, I was wrong in thinking that I should have to do that time after time after time).
As I am absolutely a mere human being, there is ALWAYS that last straw for me.

But back to the derailment...
As you age, and as you grow, I am sure you will hear many stories about all of this "trainwreck"-

I only ask that you ask yourself only TWO questions when you hear 'conflicting' stories of any sort that have to do with me, my credibility, and/or my honor.

Those questions should be...

1. "Has (Grandma) Anne EVER lied to me?"

 - - and   - -

2. "Have I ever even KNOWN (Grandma) Anne to speak an UNtruth to ANYONE?"

As long as you know THOSE answers, (and you do already), I promise you will then know in your heart which is truth.

Am I perfect???  HELL NO. (Nor have I ever claimed to be either).
But I AM highly intelligent.  (I just honestly do not know if that is a blessing or a curse).

My own mother used to say, "I don't want to be perfect either!"   She had a grand sense of both human nature, AND the world, within herself.

There is no such thing as 'bad blood' Sweetie... But there are hurt feelings and wounds that have no way to heal without some kind of magic.

And so, as I have always told others, it is time for me to "Let Go; and Let God"
It is exactly what I am doing, and what I will continue to do.
And in the whole scheme of things, it is exactly what I SHOULD be doing. "

----------------

The picture?
Taken yesterday by CaseyAnne.

The words?
I wrote them long ago- in reply to having been asked about the 'rest' of my babies.

1. Zoe is 34 this year.
2. Jennifer is 33.
3. Roberta is 31.

Our "train-wreck" has never been 'righted'-  I have learned that I cannot do so of my own accord.

And so, in honor of the month of Mothers Day, I wish them -each- all happiness, love, and peace, in their lives; that I have been unable to find more of in my own.
And I can only hope that they can teach their children better than I did my very own.

After all, that is our only job as parents.

XOXO
Me

----------------

"To believe in a child is to believe in the future. Through their aspirations they will save the world. With their combined knowledge the turbulent seas of hate and injustice will be calmed. They will champion the causes of life's underdogs, forging a society without class discrimination. They will supply humanity with music and beauty as it has never known. They will endure."

Henry James (1843-1916)

Any Words of Wisdom?

 

Blossoms...

.
.
Good Evening Everyone;
I am not sure how long this will be- I have lots to share, given that I haven't blogged for quite a while...
Nor have I been around to your own blogs, barely even getting to any emails I might have in my inbox.

I threw my back out, and just want to go lie down and cry...

But it hurts too much to lie down, or sit up in this chair, or, or, or, or...

• Standing and walking, (baby steps), is a bit easier than anything.
• Standing still is not an option unless I have something to lean on.
• Bending is out of the question unless I have a really comfy place to remain for a month or so.

That said I have a zillion unplanted seeds, and 2 acres of unmown lawn.

Rainy today... An excuse to do a few dishes and to take it relatively easy.

Which is exactly what I did.

On Wednesday evening my phone rang- Polly, a dear friend of mine from Wyoming, come to Wisconsin on her way to Rockford, Illinois to work on their house there. At one point years back we lived next door to each other on Jaworski Road in Pulaski.

Would it be possible to meet with her while she was in town?
(Don't ask next time Sweetie, just tell me where to go to see you).

I called Casey too. Would she be willing to come with me to see Miss Polly too? She was very excited to do so. Needless to say I don't get to Wyoming much. Always wanted to. Never did.

I picked Casey up Thursday morning-

Punk gets so excited to see her Casey that she sees Casey's front door and almost chokes herself hanging out the window as she waits...
.
.

.
.
.

I think I have pretty much freaked everybody out with my own little fears for Casey about the Swine Flu virus. So much so that Miss Polly brought sanitizer and wipes as well. We decided to walk to Denny's Restaurant. It was about 10:30.
Perfect timing too as there were very few people dining at that point.
.
.

Casey, Punk and Polly!

Such wonderful company! I was SO happy to see her- We talk on the phone sometimes, mostly by email, but there is nothing as wonderful as seeing her in person!

We chatted until after noon- More people were coming in at that point, and time for us to leave anyway.

One question with respect to this H1N1 virus-
Why is Wisconsin the second highest in the nation with #'s of confirmed Swine Flu cases?
CLICK HERE for the map of the entire US from the CDC.

Casey came out here afterward, and I did plant a few more seeds in the old flower bed. (Until my backside and legs felt as they were completely on fire, and didn't work right anyway).

Casey left.

I came in to rest.

~I have been quite like Goldilocks this past week- I sleep in one bed, another, even a third, or I sleep on the couch. Mostly I just nap. Even doubling up on the meds the doctor gave me on Wednesday doesn't help. And since I am not a horse, I cannot sleep standing up. My doctor gave me an new MS drug that should be helping, "Baclofen" (and no, I have not doubled up on that).
I also have my brace on, which does help a bit too. God, what awful timing! I have too much to do to be this laid up right now.

Having grown almost dead of boredom, Casey and I went for a little drive yesterday- I had a few bills to pay, (thank God for drive-up windows), and had to pick up a few things too.

After that, she suggested a stop at The Humane Society. A tough stop for us both as we always wish to bring all the animals home.
There were very few people visiting...

...Even fewer dogs and cats. 4 dogs, and maybe 10 cats. I imagine they are putting them down almost as fast as they come in, and that breaks my heart! When questioned, the lady told me that they were all taken to get spayed and neutered.
I doubt that. Not too many vets have time like that to take care of a whole bunch of animals in one day.


Back home again... To drive in the yard to see the most wonderful presents!
..
.
.

.
.
.
.

.
.
.
.


Makes all that snow shoveling a bit easier to stomach...
Maybe.
.
.

As I took those pictures, I heard a curious rata~ta~ta~tapping behind me.

It was this little guy, mad at his reflection!
.
.

He was SO funny to watch!
He would take a seed or two; and then rap at his reflection.
Happy I have a good zoom on my camera!

.
.
I shall write more later, know that sitting is not working too well right now.

May you all have a grand Mothers Day!
Hmmm...

While I am on the subject...

• What most memorable piece of advice ~or words to the wise, did your mother give to you?
• And... have you turned into your mother?

My love to all.

XOXO
Me

free hit counters

Posted to Y! 360, Saturday May 9, 2009 - 08:46pm (CDT)