The Journey

Ok so my minor melt down is past. I think the stress of everything just got to me, but I have spent time in prayer, regrouped and now, all better. Back to the task at hand......Healing... I learned this healing process will be a long one. I guess since it took me 37 years to get here, expecting to be healed in a few weeks or months was pretty foolish thinking. I have to change my entire way of thinking about my health overall, not just my back. Processed foods...bad...fresh fruits and veggies..good. That sounds like an elementary way to look at things, but it's what I have to do, get back to the basics of life. I couldn't put a garden in this spring, but I am already planning my gardens for next year. The only hitch is, we are selling our house, and I am not sure where we will be living, how much space I will have to plant, or even if I will have enough room to plant. If not, patio containers, here I come. My pain is no where near what it was, so the water is helping, and

I have learned, in the past couple of weeks, that people are vile, testy creatures, who don't give a damn about anyone but themselves. I have learned, that the only person who will be honest with you, is yourself. I have learned, that if someone doesn't agree with you they will be very mean to you. I have learned, that the only way to get someone to keep a promise to you is not ask them to make one. I have learned that I am unique, in that against all odds and no matter what others say or do, I genuinely care about people. I have learned, that I am unique in that I look for and usually see the best in people. Until now.  What was God thinking, knowing how vile humanity is, that they are capable of of loving anything like themselves? How could He even hope for peace? What was God thinking, giving humanity the dominion over the whole Earth, knowing how corrupt people are? Why would God give ANYONE a heart to serve others, KNOWING others would trample on that person? What w

This was emailed to me tonight, and was so touching I just had to share it.... Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.'  L ucky was a real character. Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would warn their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would forget and something would come up missing.   Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys Lucky always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that his toys stay in the box. It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told her she was going to die of this disease....in fact; she was just sure it was fatal. She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders

I received an email last night with a VERY inflammatory photo. It wasn't dirty or anything, and while I did some research and found that most likely the photo was fake, I discovered something along the way. There are a LOT of angry, hateful people in this country. The friend who sent this to me is NOT one of these people, just simply forwarded along an email....My facebook page is covered with angry posts from angry people on both sides of the fence. My experiences online have led me to meet many other people, who are just angry, or maybe they are just hateful (I can never be sure) If there are so many such people in this country, with the great lives we have,  then how many more must there be in other countries where life isn't so great? How much pain, and sadness and anger must we exhibit before we realize that happiness, joy, and peace are right at our fingertips? Our joy isn't based in the country we live, our job, or even our life. It's based on how we see these

It's Mother's Day, and after a wonderful day with my family, and eating more of the delicious food prepared at my table, I stopped and thought about my own mom for a while. She wasn't a mommy, who coddled me through life, as though everything would always work out and life would be easy. She wasn't a mother, who was cold and stand-offish, leaving me to others to raise. She was a mom. She kissed my booboos when I hurt. She let me make my own mistakes, even though I insisted she knew nothing anyways, growing up. She let me choose my own friends and handle my own affairs, only stepping in when she KNEW I was screwing up. She gave me my privacy, and allowed me my secrets. She was tough as nails, and could decorate the house with the coordination and precision of a professional. My high school years were terrible, mostly because my mom and I were always at odds. What I saw as a controlling, angry, disappointed woman, was simply a woman who wanted so much for her only daugh

This is an old message, but every so often, I hear, read or see something, which makes me realize just how important this is for people to hear, hear often and believe. A Message to the Hurting and Confused (July 28, 2009) Be encouraged!! This is only a season. A stepping stone, and if you need it to be......a learning or teaching moment. Satan attacks us in ways we never think or imagine possible. He thinks if he can take away that which is most important to us (here on Earth), or that if he attacks When things are taken away, then he can cause us confusion. Why is this happening? How can it be fixed? CAN it be fixed? Is all lost? Know, my friends, this is not of God. 1 Corinthians 14:33 (New King James Version) 33 For God is not the author of confusion but of peace, as in all the churches of the saints. God loves you and wants you to know how much He wants to help you through this, no matter what decisions you've made to this point. 2 Timothy 1:7 (New King James Ve

So, I have cooled down from my last post, and realized, this anger I had was not helping me. As easy as it would be to hold onto it, I have to release it for my own good. Being angry hasn't changed the fact that I hurt, almost daily, and it didn't change the fact that no one can take it from me. So back to work I go. I learned the the greatest source of the healthiest water is not found in a stream, a bottle or even my faucet...it's in fruit. Being a fan of eating fruit already, this doesn't surprise me, however, I had never thought of fruit being a source of water. This little bit of information gives me a bit of new hope in my search for water. I still struggle with having to drink so much water. So, I am going to start adding a slice of lemon to my water to maybe add some taste. Besides lemons are juicy fruits, so I am getting two benefits from one simple glass of water. If this helps me, I may try adding other fruit to my water, such as orange slices, strawberry s

I am furious!! It's bad enough I have gone through two MAJOR surgeries, and all the difficulties which go with these surgeries, but now, I find out my doctor failed to tell me a little about the recovery time, like the fact that it takes SEVEN YEARS to completely recover!!!!!! My family doctor had the decency to tell me I would go through pain for several years before this was all over, but I misunderstood him to mean that having my entire spine fixed would take several years, not from an individual surgery. But my specialist literally told me I would be feeling better within a year and would be all better in a little over a year. What right does he have to outright lie to me??? I am floored!! It's bad enough that no one told me about alternative treatments for this, BEFORE I had surgery, but now to find out that I was lied to? I am ready to completely give up on the medical community all together!!!!! I will cool down and remember they are human too, but right now, I just wa