Re-surfacing (again!)


My husband has been working on road projects this summer, watching/inspecting as workers prepare and resurface roads, or build new roads as our area grows. It got me thinking about maybe it’s time for ME to inspect the road/path I’m travelling, checking the condition it’s in.

My body reminds me it might not be a bad idea. I look in the mirror and ponder “Who is THAT?!” looking back at myself. As I’ve said more than a few times, with all my mechanical body parts:  “Just take me to Jiffy Lube”! Get the oil changed, lube up the old joints, and get me ready for the next new season!”

Working on being ‘re-surfaced’, being rolled over and realigned, getting new parts,  there are days I scream: “GET ME OFF THE GRID!” This road is fine with all my potholes and titanium!“. On those days, I take a break and walk to the river. Getting my perspective back, I remind myself re-paving takes time. I sit down at the computer. I know I need not only new gravel in spots and re-paved, but  some new roads leading to new places /people are needed as well.

We have always believed in the adage “support the locals”. We did that with Book One, Loose Screws and Skinned Knees. We worked with close family  friends and their networks. Book Two, And Yet Another Day, will be done with a new (to me)  road crew and their network based here in the Mat-Su.

The new team has this old gray mare upgrading computer programs and software. I will soon have a new blog host (don’t worry, I’ll let you know where to find Care’s Corner when the time comes!) For this semi-techno-literate “Gamma/Nana, I’ve needed to   increase the amount of time I talk. (Lord, please say it ain’t so! Care? Talk MORE?!) I’m usually saying “HELP!!!” as the team gets me through yet another ‘new traffic pattern’.  My chemo-damaged vocal chords make my voice sound a bit more like D-1 gravel!

Care’s Corner will have a new webhost; an IT team will be adding links to an updated Care’s Corner website, including links to my hubby and son’s new adventure and offering you access to their part of Care’s Corner: “What I See Photography.” Our daughter and son-in-law’s addition isn’t due until December, so you will have to wait for the photos of our granddaughter until then!

A lull in my ‘resurfacing project’  has brought MAJOR personal season changes, barely allowing me to have time to come up for air. All this time I’ve been “radio silent” I bet you thought I was just off playing in the quickly fading Alaska summer light, being a ‘Toys R Us’ Gamma/Nana, blowing bubble gum hearts, sitting around eating bon-bons,  and watching the Olympics!

Nope! I’m working on adjusting, continuing to contend with the after effects of chemo and adding more ‘bionics’ to my body.  With the effects of the exposure to DES, my neck and back have now self-fused to the point I can no longer drive.  Try THAT one out for a ‘new road’ to travel on! As the seasons change, so will I, as I learn lessons of humility, add networks and let others help me more, as my body learns to adapt to do things differently, travelling over new roads and traffic patterns!

How is YOUR ‘road’ holding up?

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Resurfacing


My husband has been working on road projects this summer, watching/inspecting as workers prepare and resurface roads, or build new roads as our area grows. It got me thinking about maybe it’s time for ME to inspect the road/path I’m travelling, checking the condition it’s in.

My body reminds me it might not be a bad idea. I look in the mirror and ponder “Who is THAT?!” looking back at myself. As I’ve said more than a few times, with all my mechanical body parts:  “Just take me to Jiffy Lube”! Get the oil changed, lube up the old joints, and get me ready for the next new season!”

Working on being ‘re-surfaced’, being rolled over and realigned, getting new parts,  there are days I scream: “GET ME OFF THE GRID!” This road is fine with all my potholes and titanium!“. On those days, I take a break and walk to the river. Getting my perspective back, I remind myself re-paving takes time. I sit down at the computer. I know I need not only new gravel in spots and re-paved, but  some new roads leading to new places /people are needed as well.

We have always believed in the adage “support the locals”. We did that with Book One, Loose Screws and Skinned Knees. We worked with close family  friends and their networks. Book Two, And Yet Another Day, will be done with a new (to me)  road crew and their network based here in the Mat-Su.

The new team has this old gray mare upgrading computer programs and software. I will soon have a new blog host (don’t worry, I’ll let you know where to find Care’s Corner when the time comes!) For this semi-techno-literate “Gamma/Nana, I’ve needed to   increase the amount of time I talk. (Lord, please say it ain’t so! Care? Talk MORE?!) I’m usually saying “HELP!!!” as the team gets me through yet another ‘new traffic pattern’.  My chemo-damaged vocal chords make my voice sound a bit more like D-1 gravel!

Care’s Corner will have a new webhost; an IT team will be adding links to an updated Care’s Corner website, including links to my hubby and son’s new adventure and offering you access to their part of Care’s Corner: “What I See Photography.” Our daughter and son-in-law’s addition isn’t due until December, so you will have to wait for the photos of our granddaughter until then!

A lull in my ‘resurfacing project’  has brought MAJOR personal season changes, barely allowing me to have time to come up for air. All this time I’ve been “radio silent” I bet you thought I was just off playing in the quickly fading Alaska summer light, being a ‘Toys R Us’ Gamma/Nana, blowing bubble gum hearts, sitting around eating bon-bons,  and watching the Olympics!

Nope! I’m working on adjusting, continuing to contend with the after effects of chemo and adding more ‘bionics’ to my body.  With the effects of the exposure to DES, my neck and back have now self-fused to the point I can no longer drive.  Try THAT one out for a ‘new road’ to travel on! As the seasons change, so will I, as I learn lessons of humility, add networks and let others help me more, as my body learns to adapt to do things differently, travelling over new roads and traffic patterns!

How is YOUR ‘road’ holding up?

 

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Dandelion Wishes


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The sun cast its late shadows as I walked to the river that runs through our property. Childhood memories were filling my mind. On the trail that runs beside the river, wild roses, blue bells and lupine bloom, along with bright yellow dandelions. Earlier in the day I had received a call that the mother of my childhood (and still) best friend, Kate, had passed away.

As I reached water’s edge, the water was running high, pounding the rocks and offering a welcome cool spray to the hot early Alaska summer weather we were having. I gazed at the dandelion at river’s edge, my mind was suddenly transported back to a day Kate and I were playing in the field behind her house.  We would delightfully run with unabashed joy, picking one dandelion, then another,  and another, until our little arms had an over-flowing bouquet. We would pick a single flower place it under the chin of each other, to “see if she liked butter” as the tale was told. And then we would make necklaces with the rest. And if we didn’t find the yellow flower we might find its final farewell of feathery seed, beckoning us to pick it and blow – sending a “wish come true” as each seed flew heavenward.

Now, as an adult, living in the country, dandelions are often nothing but a pest, especially if you grow hay. The once delightful flower is now the weed that quickly overtakes parts of the hay or alfalfa field as they grow, and eventually go to fluffy seed. Even here in Alaska, dandelions are prolific. I chuckled, thinking it ironic as one neighbor was using her lawn dandelions for tea, my husband was ridding our hay field of the ‘obnoxious weed’!

As I moseyed away from the river’s edge, returning to the shady trail, my eyes unexpectedly caught sight of a dandelion in its final stages. Against I’m sure my husband’s chagrin, the temptation to return to my childhood overcame me, and I blew the fluffy dandelion seeds up to the heavens, carried by the evening breeze, knowing every feathery seed would bring “my wish come true”.

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I knew my ‘wish” would come true, for I know that wishes and dreams are not just impulses. Rather, wishes come from deep within our hearts. Our wishes are held deep within, until we let that deepest part of our heart go, the wish  carried by the spirit, blown heavenward.

The answer may not come right away. The wish may not even be answered in the way we thought. But our deepest desires will be fulfilled. We only need be patient, and believe. Wishes DO come true!

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Be Sincere


Thanks for the peas! They were tasty!!

“I am seeking, I am striving, I am in it with  all my heart”

Vincent Van Gogh

Vincent Van Gogh was a pretty gutsy guy in my book. Not only was he phenomenal at what he did, and what he shared with the world and generations to follow, he shared with us words that many of us would like to believe we follow.

Yet, often times, we find ourselves falling far short of what we seek, what we strive for, with ALL of our heart. We find ourselves in a mass of tangled cobwebs, sweeping our hands this way and that, flailing, trying to find a way out.

I wonder what would happen if in our seeking, in our striving, with ALL of our heart, we would just stop.  Stop to “be still” and “listen”? Listen to the still, small voice deep within, where our passions, our joy, our peace is found.

If we did, then, I believe, that as we seek, as we strive, as we go ALL in, with ALL  our heart, all we have to do is BE…the passionate, joyful, unique person we are – all without saying a word.

 

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Are You a Yo-Yo Brain?


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Resilience. Bouncing back.

I recently spoke at an event where, as I often do, have something to give the participants. Sometimes, it is chocolate; sometimes it is an activity to do. This time, I came up with something even I thought was a bit off the wall!

I gave everyone a yo-yo. Not your typical wooden or plastic with string type yo-yo, but these yo-yo’s were a variety of colors of soft plastic. They had a small circle for your finger to fit into that was attached to the same flexible plastic as the yo-yo’s were. The big surprise was they were filled with water and had little spikes sticking out all over them.

My point was “are you a yo-yo brain”? Or, are you focused, and have your priorities and boundaries set in sync with your passion; your ‘song’, your ‘assignment?

As people played with the yo-yo’s they found they were actually hard to ‘catch’ in their hand as they bounced them up and down.

My point, exactly: Resilience. Bouncing Back.

“There is nothing we can’t live down, rise above or overcome.” Ella Wheeler Wilcox

 

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Are You Constructive?


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Today is one of those rare “rut days” for me. It’s a day when you feel like you have slid down a mud slide after a heavy rain. You can’t get a grip. You keep slipping.

I could blame the ‘rut’ on the 10” dump of snow that we finally got.  Believe it or not, we haven’t had enough snow to use our snowplow since October 2015 – and we live in Alaska. We are used to snow 12 months a year.  No snow is uncanny! And so came in Spring 2016….

But the real reason for my rut/mudslide has been my denial/difficulty (especially as an occupational therapist), of losing more of my independence. Knowing that driving a vehicle is a thing of the past is humbling. (Lord knows I don’t want to hurt anyone!) But now I also have the distinction of being labelled a dangerous fall risk. These words were added to weight lifting limit of 8 pounds, and no working with sharp utensils or hot items (due to neurological deficits).

These were/are hard words to hear. Yet, deep inside, I know they are true. Maybe you have had to tackle these issues yourself, or with someone you know. It’s not easy.

So this is my choice – to be constructive. I will work at clearing my mind of the word I can’t.  I choose to be humble and ask for help. (This is much easier said than done!) I choose the word can, and focus on what I can still do. I will work hard at not getting frustrated at my short term memory loss when others get frustrated with it.

I can still walk (with my walker!) I can still do the laundry (oh joy!) I can still bug my husband (a perfected art after 40 years!), and I can enjoy the new snow on the Talkeetna mountains where our slice of Heaven on Earth sits at the base of. And, I can write! (Aren’t you lucky?!)

Lastly,  and I think most helpful beside first my faith, is I I can be constructive by choosing humor. If you don’t believe that is the best medicine – not just ‘laughing’ but ‘getting it’, (aka: humor) Google YJHTL or David Naster. Be constructive!

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Show Up !


IFairy tales come true

In life,there are NO “ordinary” moments…..Most of us never truly realize or recognize the most significant moments of our lives when they are happening.

We so often fill our life with what we believe to be important: yjr “have-to’s”, that our in-boxes  get filled to over-flowing, our minds get befrazzled, so much so that we get overwhelmed as to what to do next.

Our priorities get mixed up, (or selectively forgotten), our boundary lines get moved, and soon we think we must have slipped down the proverbial Alice in Wonderland rabbit hole.

Do you really want your life to be remembered as a fairy tale instead of being “REAL”?  (I know, “real WHAT?!) But seriously……show up! Be present! Open your eyes so you don’t miss the really significant moments in your life that are VERY REAL and PRESENT!!

 

 

 

 

 

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