Friday, October 2, 2009


My mother and I have not always had a close relationship. I probably still would not call it a close relationship. We are very different people and for that reason it seems difficult that we should see things from the same perspective. In the past this has caused some problems, but now that she is less independent some of those perspectives have leaned toward my own or maybe it's the other way around.

One of our weekly adventures is takeing her to have her hair done, something that she started back when I was a small child. Now that she does not drive much I take her to her stylist, we then get groceries if she needs them and sometimes we eat out. This small ritual has somewhat cemented our lives further and I enjoy the small talks we have while we share this weekly occurrence. Today prior to picking her up, I will be dropping books at the library and boxes to Goodwill,and maybe taking cardboard to the recycle bins. I will be paying the water bill and finally picking Mom up for her "hair therapy". Today it will be just the two of us, it is raining and cold and windy, so I will not be enjoying this part of the day. The one part I will enjoy is the time when we talk about nothing really, but it means much more to me than that.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Little Things

Do you ever wonder how some people never seem to panic over anything, others only panic over the big things, and some people just panic over everything? You might ask yourself "what is the difference in their lives to account for their resolve or lack of?" Is it that they have no one who can help them through every bump and fall in life? I believe it is perspective. I have a perspective that God is holding my hand at every turn and twist, that He will eventually guide me home. My sister had that perspective and she is now home and I believe she was holding his hand the whole way.

I have a close friend who falls apart at every turn and small occurrences during the day, that may or may not affect her, will send her into a tailspin. She needs the Lord to get her perspective, to see that he wants to hold her hand during these times, but she is so stubborn she will not see how much he loves her and how much he cares. She is not alone, often times if we are honest we all have that perspective.

This week was one time I lost my perspective and needed prayers and many offered those prayers. I had to be tested for the cancer that took my sister's life, I was scared. After the test was done and I had the results, which were good, I realized how much God was holding on to me. I had not arrived home before the phone inquiries were starting. He was indeed holding my hand and I knew no matter what the outcome he had placed my strength within the hedge planted around my life. To all those reading,family and friends alike, if you were one that prayed for me "Thank you. Thank you for being my hedge the mighty warriors of prayers".

About Me

Sometimes I go so fast that even I don't know who I am! I am an artist and mother to a fantastic teenage boy. Follow me as I share my passions with you as I live the simple life of being me. Read on and comment, and enjoy our journey together:)