Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Darn Dreams
The dreams of my ex-husbands continue. Needless to say, I am getting no rest, and my stomach is hurting. Last night and the two nights before I dream of being with them. Now the dreams are blending and twisting into both marriages. I will walk out of one room with one husband and into another with the other. I am caring for children in the dreams, but they are not any children I have ever met. Now, to be honest, Lily and Forrest were in one scene where Lily jumps into a pool, not the pool I had, and I excitedly ask her how was the first plunge in the pool for the summer. There were many other people around, but I do not know who they are. I wake up wringing wet. Head throbbing. I finally return to sleep and I am on the soap Bold and Beautiful with the young blonde guy on Dancing with the St@rs. That even makes me angry because if I could have any guy it would be the French man Gilles.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
FOR MY CHILDREN AND GRANDCHILDREN, YOU MIGHT WANT TO LOOK TOO!
Watch this movie, it's informative and funny, too. It could keep you well.
Monday, April 27, 2009
From Ernestine....and I like it, it spoke to me. The baby above will be 8 years old on May 3rd. He had brought so much love and contentment to my life.
This is my Symphony
To live content with small means;
to seek elegance rather then luxury, and refinement rather than fashion;
to be worthy, not respectable, and wealthy, not, rich;
to listen to stars and birds, babes and sages, with open heart, to study hard;
to think quietly, act frankly, talk gently, await occasions, hurry never;
in a word, to let the spiritual, unbidden and unconscious, grow up through the common --
this is my symphony.
William Henry Channing
Friday, April 24, 2009
Thank You
A special thank to Rosebud Cottage for picking me to win the Lefton Cream and Sugar Set. Lily and I will have to have a tea party....
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Earth Day
I went to Max's school and as we were walking down the street, he told me it was Earth Day. He said we should not run the ac to save energy. So we didn't. Telling me some of his friends go home and watch TV all afternoon. That made me think of when he was a little fella and spending time with me. We had been watching Videos and kids shows. A of a sudden he screamed "Meme, we have to turn the TV off, or my brain will turn to mush"...I laughed at him and he was upset at me, and we turned it off. I was telling him about this today, and he said, that's not true Meme, my brain would not turn to mush. I had to explain how at such a young age that is how his parents were teaching him the dangers of watching too much TV. We got a little laugh from that.
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Donate for worthy cause....look at the sidebar...Her mom died 36 hours after delivery and her dad is doing a wonderful job of parenting this cutie pie....visit them here
Monday, April 13, 2009
It Always Surprises Me
One day, in the past few months, I was working away in the NICU. An old seasoned NICU nurse. I have seen it all, pretty much done it all, and taught it all. Nothing surprises me. I was feeding a cute little girl who was born full term and was about three weeks old. I began to notice her listening to me, watching my eyes. Yes, I talk to all my babies. I sat her up and started really talking baby talk. Cooing, and gooing. Me. Not her...Well, guess what she did? She smiled at me, not once but several times. This old seasoned nurse who had done it all and not surprised by anything, ran to the door of her little room and yelled out for anyone who could hear, "THIS BABY JUST TOTALLY SMILED AT ME!!!!!" Everyone turned and looked at me like I had two heads, and I went back to my sweet baby and fed her bottle to her. She and I were happy...
Saturday, April 11, 2009
Here we are in the Old Forest on our way to set Snakie free. He was so excited, he just wiggled and flipped and stuck that tongue out. I learned that he was finding out about his world that way....
We, or rather, Mommy and Lily and Forrest let him go in the middle of the beautiful wildflowers, trillums, I think. Snakie was unsure at first and then he realized we
were for real, and he slithered on under the leaves.
Freedom to All
Say hello to "Snakie'. You may wonder why my very girlie girl granddaughter is holding a snake.
You see, her mother is a teacher. That's the only thing I can figure out. I mean, I am a nurse and you would think I would be all for saving the snake that was found in a neighbor's yard, but, hecky dern, NO. I would be screaming Kill the Snakie....
However, I have taken on a new respect for all things living...if they stay in their own home. That is why I wanted to go with them to release Snakie back into nature. I am all into the Old Forest in Overton Park, and wanted to see it before either I or it
is no longer what it used to be....SAVE THE OLD FOREST Save Snakie...
More on where Snakie is later....I know you are waiting in pins and needles....
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Dreams
Dreams. What are they? I have heard they are windows to your soul. They are problems from your waking moments. They are your wishes. But, what about when they haunt you?
Over my life I have dreamed just about every night. I would have outlandish dreams. Twisting, turning, going from present to past. Fears of trying to save my boys from crawling into an tunnel, I would reach and they would crawl out of my reach. I would miss them, then, there they were again, for me to try and save again and again. I would dream of family past away. Excited that they were really still alive. I dream that the babies that I care for fall off the bed, then I would catch them by their IV lines.
Now I am getting to the age of summing up my life. My dreams, goals, promises I made to myself as a young girl in Paris, Tennessee. One area in my life that I feel I let myself down was the role of wife. After two marriages and two divorces, I have not actualized my goals. This is where the dreams are now. Focusing on my failure as a wife to each of my husbands. My dreams do not play favorites. I dream of my first husband, and I dream of my second husband. They are there...proclaiming they love me. They seem to still want me. I am so happy in my world....of dreams. Then I wake up...now what am I going to do with these dreams?
Over my life I have dreamed just about every night. I would have outlandish dreams. Twisting, turning, going from present to past. Fears of trying to save my boys from crawling into an tunnel, I would reach and they would crawl out of my reach. I would miss them, then, there they were again, for me to try and save again and again. I would dream of family past away. Excited that they were really still alive. I dream that the babies that I care for fall off the bed, then I would catch them by their IV lines.
Now I am getting to the age of summing up my life. My dreams, goals, promises I made to myself as a young girl in Paris, Tennessee. One area in my life that I feel I let myself down was the role of wife. After two marriages and two divorces, I have not actualized my goals. This is where the dreams are now. Focusing on my failure as a wife to each of my husbands. My dreams do not play favorites. I dream of my first husband, and I dream of my second husband. They are there...proclaiming they love me. They seem to still want me. I am so happy in my world....of dreams. Then I wake up...now what am I going to do with these dreams?
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