I spent about 3 hours on the genealogy and found a lot more stuff about my friends ancestors. Then, I spent a couple of hours working on a cute Toddler sweater that Chris is designing and I am test knitting.
John stopped in tonight and we had a nice chat, while Maizey his dog and Maggie my cat, eyed each other and then took a snooze, nose to nose. So cute.
I can hardly wait until Sunday and May 1st. My favorite day of the year. Of course, May 1st would be much more lovely if the weather would just warm up. We are still below normal highs and below normal lows. 48 during the day, 36 at night.
My porch side garden looks a bit spotty this year, but the wild flowers are coming on strong. May Apples, Trillium, Violets. Jack-In-The-Pulpit will come along around mid-May.
I like this one of Maggie hanging out in the computer room window the other day. I like how she has her arm up on the window sill. If her little legs were crossed, she'd almost look like a human. LOL
I saw this posted on FB and I had to share. You ALL know what this means and why it's true in my case.
and this one, entitled The Weight of Grief.
I wish you had gotten a picture of Maizie and Maggie--that was cute, I'm sure! Maggie looks so cute in the window.
ReplyDelete( About that rock person you showed!) When my daughter died at 31 in 1998--I could have been that--and I was. I felt like I couldn't even stand up because of the weight of it, so I was "rocky" for awhile.
But, I had to look after her (and our) little 7-year-old--boy, (my grandson.) He couldn't understand why his mom was in her bed and couldn't wake up when he went in her bedroom that day. (His dad had gone to work quietly so he wouldn't wake them-- but he couldn't have awakened our her either.)
That little boy had to be put first over anything when it happened, so I guess in a way, God had given her that little boy so we could put our mind and hearts on him! I just didn't have time to think much. I stayed exhausted from going back and forth, and trying to comfort him, play with him, love him, and all that. God knew I'd need that little one I loved so much. I absolutely do believe that. I needed it to keep from going crazy. To keep my mind on that little boy of hers and ours. I could actually DO something besides cry and want to sleep all the time, when I couldn't sleep.
God bless him, my grandson just turned 25, and he's a good, steady young man she'd be proud of. And my daughter is waiting for us in heaven--away from the evil in this world. I am so ready to go, too. God always knows what He's doing, and from your writings, I know you believe that, too.
Oh--I love to knit, too---but I'm so slow at it now, I don't know if I can keep on with it. Chris gives you a reason to keep on with it, and that's wonderful. :)
Anyway, I hope you have a wonderful May 1rst! I'm sorry to have run on so long!
I am so sorry for your loss. You have my prayers.
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We all have experienced losses like that, that bring us to our knees and thankfully, most of those times, we have something or someone we need to look after and keep on going strong for. I can't imagine anything worse in this life than losing a child or grand child! I'm so sorry.
DeleteSorry for your loss too Sally! We are so blessed to believe in our Father and His Son. We have that reassurance that one day, we will be together again.
DeleteThank you.. both Sally and Judy. I guess it's sudden losses, like Sally's grandson, and Fred's, and our firstborn daughter that shock us so. (I just expected her to be standing at my headstone one day, not the opposite. But death happens with no respect of persons. I'm not sure it makes more ready to expect another death and take it better or what.) I'm sure you've thought about it too, Judy. When Fred died, you were bowed to your knees, but you, and all who come here are going forward, because we must! :)
DeleteI never feel guilty for sleeping in! Or staying up late. It's fun growing up! You have so many great hobbies as well. Good for you!
ReplyDeleteMay 1 is a GREAT day for me as well. Day of my birth!
How lucky you are!!! Happy Birth Day, JB.!
DeleteIt's been cloudy and cold here the past few days. It was so warm a few days ago, and I really thought the winter was gone. It's usually long gone by this time of year.
ReplyDeleteYour flowers are beautiful.
Beautiful garden, with the yellow and red tulips. The Mister Roger's quote is hilarious...Don't you wish you could take these saying and temporarily post them on your door? For certain people? LOL!!!
ReplyDeleteMy Wiccan neighbor saw it on FB and replied that our neighborhood was pretty quiet since the people behind her moved. As usual, she missed the point. It's not the noise Dear Neighbor, it's strange people like you!
DeleteJust another thought. The 'Weight of grief' sculpture sure nails it. Makes me wonder... If there was an invitation beside this sculpture, to take a rock out and carry this person's grief yourself, how many people would? I'd love to have a videotape of the good folks who would, because many would, don't you think?
ReplyDeleteI would want to touch the sculpture, and get down and look up at it, but I wouldn't take a rock because then, the wire cage would be empty and with no meaning. I don't think we can carry the weight of grief for anyone else. It's different for each person. We can help by not adding anymore rocks for sure.
DeleteI interpret this differently. I would want to lighten someone's load, not leave them to carry their grief all by themselves. A burden shared is a burden halved, I believe. It's the impulse to comfort a child with a skinned knee, to stop and help someone in an accident, because isn't the world lonelier without our helping each other out?
DeleteWhat an interesting thought, Flo. It's a powerful sculpture. I'd be one to not take a rock because I would not want to destroy the artist's work.
ReplyDeleteJudy, why didn't you take a photo of Maizey and Maggie sleeping nose to nose? It's your duty to document their courtship. LOL
There is something wrong with my camera. It turns on and off all by itself, so when I grab for it to take a photo, the battery is dead. I have to charge the battery, insert it, but not all the way in. Then when I want a photo, I have to push the battery in, take the pix, and release the battery again. ARGGH!
DeleteInteresting that the taboo to not destroy a sculpture overrides the invitation placed besides the sculpture to remove a rock. Then again, I love rocks LOL
DeleteI didn't see an invitation to remove a rock. If there was, of course we all would. I love rocks too and I'd have to look and pick out one.
DeleteYour garden looks so wonderful. I was thinking about May basket flowers today, and wondered when jack-in-the-pulpit comes around. I remember lily of the valley, violets, forsythia, and flowering almond being very early flowers -- and spirea. We called our variety Bridal Wreath, and it was the most fragrant plant imaginable -- even moreso than lilacs.
ReplyDeleteI never would take a rock from that sculpture. As a matter of fact, it looks as though it's been designed precisely to prevent that. It needs to stay as it is -- while we take it as a reminder to do what we can to relieve the grief of people around us. Well, to the degree that we can, of course.
Love that kitty photo. The word that comes to mind is "insouciant."
I think you found the exact word!
DeleteNot to simply comment on the last thing (I know you don't like that and I promise I read every word and to prove it, kudos to you for sleeping until 10:00 and not feeling guilty) ... but that weight of grief thing really resonates with me right now. Just when I think I'm "done" grieving hard for my friend who died unexpectedly on March 21st, only four days after her 62nd birthday, I feel like I'm underwater with rocks tied to my heart. I cried myself to sleep again last night. I just can't believe she's gone. xoxo
ReplyDeleteI know Jen. My best friend, who I met first day of Kindergarten, died 4 hours ago and it still tears at my heart! We did everything together, and when we had families, we took family trips together. We were so close and understood each other so well, it feels like part of me is now missing.
DeleteI know Jen. My best friend, who I met first day of Kindergarten, died 4 hours ago and it still tears at my heart! We did everything together, and when we had families, we took family trips together. We were so close and understood each other so well, it feels like part of me is now missing.
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