Saturday, I danced with my grandaughter. This may not be a big deal to some, but due to my illness, I have not been able to spend as much time with her as I wish. She is two years old now and I remember the day she was born like it was yesterday. I was the first person she looked at when she opened her eyes. I was so happy! She has truly been a blessing. My daughter keeps her dressed real nice everyday and she looks just like an angel. She is so pretty she should be on t.v.
Well, at the Pastor's appreciation dinner, I squealed when she, her father, and her mother came through the doors. I was so shocked they came.
I enjoyed their company and they got a chance to meet some of the church members. Keith and I also met some of the newer members of the church. We reached out to as many people as we could because as Leaders of the church, that is what you are supposed to do. We welcome everybody and tried to make them feel comfortable and not alone. Our church is diverse and unique. It was such an honor for our pastor to receive another aportment
to preach at our church. From time to time his mentor, Reverend Kimbrough who was our pastor when we attended Cascade United Methodist church comes in and guest speaks. I think he is coming soon, either this week or next week I think.He is our current pastor's mentor. If that isn't a sign that we are where God wants us to be I don't know what is. My children love going to church just as much as me and my husband. They do not complain, and even Little Keith gets excited about going to church. I have nothing but good things to say about Qwest United Methodist. I even adore the lead singer, Cynthia. My favorite song is "Smile", and when she sings it, it moves me to tears.
It was a shame that more people did not show up and it hurt my heart because as much as he, his wife, and their darling daughter sacrafice and give to the church and its members we should have had a banquet hall full of people. Well, one of the Leaders (The pastor's right hand man) approached me after church today and informed me that we would be doing a "do over" next month and that this time it would be different and hopefully more people will come. I definitely want to be a part of that. As a matter of fact, I think I will ask if I can plan it myself. As a project manager for IBM for fifteen years, I think I could do a good job of planning a special gathering for the pastor. As a matter of fact, I think I will ask if I can put the whole thing together. Yes, I am sick a lot, but I can still do a good job of planning the gathering with enough notice...he deserves so much more than what we had Saturday and I would love to take on the task of planning it. It would be a gift to him. This is a project, and if he accepts my proposal, I would like to be the project manager. You cannot have two cooks in the pot because en that I have got to spend more time with my older kids and grandbaby. I won't take nothing away in the form of time with my three youngest ones, but I will need to spend time with the others too. Plus, my little ones love their older sisters and adore their niece and little cousins. It's time for us to come together.
Imagine my surprise when I saw them in church on Sunday. And afterwards, they asked all the men to meet downstairs for a brief meeting, and my son in law went downstairs with my husband. He has even expressed an interest in joining the church and maybe even the choir. I really hope they join. I really do. I have signed Little Keith up to be baptized and I will send out invitations to everybody.
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Should I be Upset or Just Let It Go
I need you guys’ opinion. I do not like to be upset or carry grudges so I want to squash this mess and continue on with my life. All of my friends and relatives and church family is aware of this very rare cancer that I have and the fact that I have to drive from Georgia to Tampa, Florida every three months. The last time I was in Tampa was two or three weeks ago. I had major surgery that included exploratory surgery of my liver, spleen, pancreas, stomach, etc. in search of the tumor however the surgery was unsuccessful and they could not find the tumor, however they did remove my gallbladder. Before I went to Tampa I begged my sisters and my mother to please come visit me in the hospital at least for one day because I was terrified and needed family there. Keith was by my side every step of the way and I do not know what I would have done without him,but no sisters, and no mother. My mother has illnesses of her own. She is in constant pain with her legs, back, and kneecaps so I totally understood that she could not take the drive to Tampa. I had spoken with my youngest sister and we agreed that it would be better for her to come around and help me at home versus coming to the hospital because I would need more help and company at home once I came back, so all is good on that point. She has not come around yet, but that is my fault, I am working on a schedule for all of this. However, my other sister knew how difficult this was going to be for me and I asked her to come but due to monetary issues she could not come, which I understood.
Fast forward to the week after I arrive back at home from my surgery in Tampa. I found out that my sister who said she had the monetary issues, her husband, my oldest daughter and her husband all drove to Disney World together to have some R&R. I spoke to my sister a few days before they left and she made no mention of the trip. To make matters worse, on several occasions while I was in the hospital I expressed to that sister that I wanted the three of us (sisters) to come closer together as a family because I felt that we were no where near as close as we could be as siblings. That was just my opinion, but I see so many other families who laugh together and take small inexpensive family trips together, etc. and I know that we could do that too. She promised me that we would work on our relationships once I returned from my surgery. Well, that is pretty hard to do when they are living it up in Orlando while I am recovering from surgery in Atlanta. Please don’t get me wrong, I think they all had a right to take a vacation to Orlando with their children, We all need to do more of that relaxation, what bothers me is that they did it the week after I returned which means they could have done it during the two weeks I was in Tampa and visited at least one day. It would have meant so much to me. I don’t know of any boss in the country who would not have let them rescheduled their vacation days two weeks ahead of time to visit their sister in the Cancer Treatment Center, but none of them did that. I am very hurt over this and I want to get passed this but need you all’s opinion/help on this. I text messaged my sister my displeasure with what they did and asked them to say Hi to Mickey Mouse for me.
My question for all of you is this…..Am I right to be upset, or am I wrong? How do I get past this because it hurts me to my core. I feel like I am just a piece of trash to them and that I don’t matter. What are your thoughts?
Fast forward to the week after I arrive back at home from my surgery in Tampa. I found out that my sister who said she had the monetary issues, her husband, my oldest daughter and her husband all drove to Disney World together to have some R&R. I spoke to my sister a few days before they left and she made no mention of the trip. To make matters worse, on several occasions while I was in the hospital I expressed to that sister that I wanted the three of us (sisters) to come closer together as a family because I felt that we were no where near as close as we could be as siblings. That was just my opinion, but I see so many other families who laugh together and take small inexpensive family trips together, etc. and I know that we could do that too. She promised me that we would work on our relationships once I returned from my surgery. Well, that is pretty hard to do when they are living it up in Orlando while I am recovering from surgery in Atlanta. Please don’t get me wrong, I think they all had a right to take a vacation to Orlando with their children, We all need to do more of that relaxation, what bothers me is that they did it the week after I returned which means they could have done it during the two weeks I was in Tampa and visited at least one day. It would have meant so much to me. I don’t know of any boss in the country who would not have let them rescheduled their vacation days two weeks ahead of time to visit their sister in the Cancer Treatment Center, but none of them did that. I am very hurt over this and I want to get passed this but need you all’s opinion/help on this. I text messaged my sister my displeasure with what they did and asked them to say Hi to Mickey Mouse for me.
My question for all of you is this…..Am I right to be upset, or am I wrong? How do I get past this because it hurts me to my core. I feel like I am just a piece of trash to them and that I don’t matter. What are your thoughts?
Reality Shows Enough Is Enough
Is there any end in sight to reality television? Don’t get me wrong, there are many reality television shows I enjoy watching, but the number and extent in which they will go to in order to be success and make money are beginning to get outrageous. One of the worse of these shows is called “Cheaters”. Cheaters is a reality television show in which spouses or significant others who suspect their mates of cheating on them hire private investigators on the Cheaters staff to secretly follow around and tape record conversations of the suspected cheater in hopes of finding proof that the person in question is actually cheating on their significant other. This show reveals it all! Hotel room visits, lying telephone conversations, romantic visits in the park, sex in cars, you name it, this show has seen it and shown it on television. The highlight to all of this is when the television show host actually meets with the person being cheated on and shows them footage of the proof they have on the person cheating. As soon as the footage is completed, the show whisks the person off to where the cheater is at with their companion. I probably do not need to tell you what happens next, but let me just say that’s when it gets juicy. There is fighting, hotel doors burst open with people naked or in towels, quiet intimate booths zoomed in on with bright television cameras. It is really kind of ruthless, but it does make for good television.
Some of the better reality shows such as American Idol, Dancing with the Stars, and the Bachelor are some of the good, decent shows, but there are more and more of similar shows popping up on the tube. We all love a good reality show, but at some point enough is just enough and I for one say that it is enough. Please, no more new reality shows until we can at least get accustomed to all of the current ones under our belts and understood first.
By the way, in case you are all wondering, my current favorite reality show is Dancing With the Stars. It was once American Idol, but since Paula’s departure I do not find it quite as interesting. I also get upset at some of the people they pass through into the top twelve. To me, some of the ones passed over are much more talented than some of the ones who make it to the top twelve. I hate that!
Some of the better reality shows such as American Idol, Dancing with the Stars, and the Bachelor are some of the good, decent shows, but there are more and more of similar shows popping up on the tube. We all love a good reality show, but at some point enough is just enough and I for one say that it is enough. Please, no more new reality shows until we can at least get accustomed to all of the current ones under our belts and understood first.
By the way, in case you are all wondering, my current favorite reality show is Dancing With the Stars. It was once American Idol, but since Paula’s departure I do not find it quite as interesting. I also get upset at some of the people they pass through into the top twelve. To me, some of the ones passed over are much more talented than some of the ones who make it to the top twelve. I hate that!
My Kids Bring Me Joy
There are quite a few things that bring me joy. The sound of birds chirping, soft music, a good meal, a soft kiss on the cheek—these are just some of the things that bring a smile to my face, but the number one thing that makes me happy is watching my children play together peacefully in harmony. As all kids, they fuss and fight and have their disagreements and that simply irritates me, but I know that it is common. Watching them play together with smiles on their faces and enjoying each other’s company elates me to a degree in which I cannot describe. It is beyond comprehension to me how such lovely and peaceful children who thoroughly enjoy each other’s company one minute can appear to hate each other’s guts the next minute.
Growing up, I was the oldest of five and thus was always at odds with at least one or two of my siblings. My two sisters were close, my two brothers were close, but no one ever wanted to play with me. I don’t want to sound like a whiner, but that actually bothered me over the years. I eventually accepted it as something I had no control over and spent a lot of my time writing poetry, reading, and listening to the radio. There were numerous times I wished I had a twin brother or sister to share thoughts and feelings with but by the age of ten I realized that I needed to accept things as they were and be happy about it because there was nothing I could do about it.
As an adult I often reflect on the loneliness I felt growing up and vowed that I would do everything in my power to ensure all of my children always felt like they could talk or lean on anyone in the family…even me. I guess that is why it brings me so much joy to hear them playing and laughing together. Although they are five, nine, and eleven, they have a very good sibling relationship and truly enjoy each other’s company (most of the time). I watch them and rejoice as I know that all households and/or siblings do not have such a healthy and joyous relationship.
Growing up, I was the oldest of five and thus was always at odds with at least one or two of my siblings. My two sisters were close, my two brothers were close, but no one ever wanted to play with me. I don’t want to sound like a whiner, but that actually bothered me over the years. I eventually accepted it as something I had no control over and spent a lot of my time writing poetry, reading, and listening to the radio. There were numerous times I wished I had a twin brother or sister to share thoughts and feelings with but by the age of ten I realized that I needed to accept things as they were and be happy about it because there was nothing I could do about it.
As an adult I often reflect on the loneliness I felt growing up and vowed that I would do everything in my power to ensure all of my children always felt like they could talk or lean on anyone in the family…even me. I guess that is why it brings me so much joy to hear them playing and laughing together. Although they are five, nine, and eleven, they have a very good sibling relationship and truly enjoy each other’s company (most of the time). I watch them and rejoice as I know that all households and/or siblings do not have such a healthy and joyous relationship.
My Kids Bring Me Joy
There are quite a few things that bring me joy. The sound of birds chirping, soft music, a good meal, a soft kiss on the cheek—these are just some of the things that bring a smile to my face, but the number one thing that makes me happy is watching my children play together peacefully in harmony. As all kids, they fuss and fight and have their disagreements and that simply irritates me, but I know that it is common. Watching them play together with smiles on their faces and enjoying each other’s company elates me to a degree in which I cannot describe. It is beyond comprehension to me how such lovely and peaceful children who thoroughly enjoy each other’s company one minute can appear to hate each other’s guts the next minute.
Growing up, I was the oldest of five and thus was always at odds with at least one or two of my siblings. My two sisters were close, my two brothers were close, but no one ever wanted to play with me. I don’t want to sound like a whiner, but that actually bothered me over the years. I eventually accepted it as something I had no control over and spent a lot of my time writing poetry, reading, and listening to the radio. There were numerous times I wished I had a twin brother or sister to share thoughts and feelings with but by the age of ten I realized that I needed to accept things as they were and be happy about it because there was nothing I could do about it.
As an adult I often reflect on the loneliness I felt growing up and vowed that I would do everything in my power to ensure all of my children always felt like they could talk or lean on anyone in the family…even me. I guess that is why it brings me so much joy to hear them playing and laughing together. Although they are five, nine, and eleven, they have a very good sibling relationship and truly enjoy each other’s company (most of the time). I watch them and rejoice as I know that all households and/or siblings do not have such a healthy and joyous relationship.
Growing up, I was the oldest of five and thus was always at odds with at least one or two of my siblings. My two sisters were close, my two brothers were close, but no one ever wanted to play with me. I don’t want to sound like a whiner, but that actually bothered me over the years. I eventually accepted it as something I had no control over and spent a lot of my time writing poetry, reading, and listening to the radio. There were numerous times I wished I had a twin brother or sister to share thoughts and feelings with but by the age of ten I realized that I needed to accept things as they were and be happy about it because there was nothing I could do about it.
As an adult I often reflect on the loneliness I felt growing up and vowed that I would do everything in my power to ensure all of my children always felt like they could talk or lean on anyone in the family…even me. I guess that is why it brings me so much joy to hear them playing and laughing together. Although they are five, nine, and eleven, they have a very good sibling relationship and truly enjoy each other’s company (most of the time). I watch them and rejoice as I know that all households and/or siblings do not have such a healthy and joyous relationship.
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