SOMETIMES I FEEL OLD

This is me just about ready to join Sandra in her India dancing DVD

The isnside of the store - very beautiful things.

I feel so very fortunate that when I wake in the morning I feel very alive and full of ideas of what I want to do. Looking in the mirror reminds me that my age is showing with all those hard earned wrinkles. After a bite of breakfast, my words and thoughts for the day expressed, I start for my morning walk. The fresh air and being out in the world with so much to see and experience makes me feel young again. I can walk fairly fast so I feel good when I can pass elderly slower paced walkers.

I enjoy walking with my friends, and we talk of all shorts of things. I had great walks with Christopher and it seemed to help him talk. I have enjoyed walks with Rick, Kenny and Melina and of course Kim and once or twice with Roxy. Sandra and I walked the dogs when she was staying with us but two dogs was a challenge.

Most people are friendly that I meet and I pick up some of the mess left by careless youth who discard their junk on the path. I suppose this helps make the world a little more beautiful and gives me a purpose.

I feel young when I am with young people and although we have different ideas I am impressed at all the things they are doing and great ideas they have. A simple book club meeting can be turned into an East Indian atmosphere. We walked around a place on Scott Road where we had never been before where all the stores where full of East Indian clothes hoping to find something for Theresa. I want to go back there again. Maybe Sandra would like an outfit to practice her Eastern dancing D.V.D.

I find it hard to keep in touch with my grandchildren. I know they are all busy but I do like to hear how they are doing. I worry if I hear and I worry if I do not. Pictures on the face-book bring me great joy and I love to see them.

I am enjoying this beautiful morning and will be off striding in a moment. I pray as I walk and this morning Stephen will be on my heart especially as he is not well and going through tests and may have mono.

Years ago I was put in hospital, actually I had taken Sandra to the doctor and he noticed I was looking jaundiced and was very tired and my throat was very sore; so sore it was hard to eat or talk.
My blood was very low and I was given lots of tests. They were worried about the liver. I was extremely constipated and exhausted and depressed.
They called it mono and built my blood up and gave me other stuff. I think I was in the hospital about a week, a long time for me.

Even with all the tests they have they do not always know for sure.

I did recover and I had forgotten all about this until now.

I will be praying for you all on my walk, that Rick will have a safe return from his holiday, and Mary returning from Edmonton with her new "bling bling"; Michael John will be thrilled to meet her. Randy I do not knoe who you and Sandra are going to bring that big, huge table home, you must be expecting your family to keep growing.

I pray that the birthday girls will be able to come on Sat. I do hope Leah will be able to come and that Tasha does not have to work. My plan is to go to the park and have games and run around and eat sandwiches and finger foods.

One of the blessings of maturing is that everyday is a holiday and we have a beautiful places to go out to enjoy lunch.

Dad still has to see the doctor for his lip quamish cells so we hope that will be soon. I have finally ex-rays Sept. 27 but am enjoying many good days with some pain in the evenning.



I am happy that it is Sunday and will be attending church with Larry at my side and hear some good news. Somehow I think God sees me differently than I see myself and that is good because He sees the best, the young me still with hopes and dreams and a purpose that encourages me to live each day with faith and laughter. After all wrinkes are just laugh lines.!

SEEING THE INVISIBLE

We look at the amazing bright eyes of baby Matthew and wonder just what he sees as he gazes all around. All our great-grandchildren and grandchildren have such beautiful eyes. Our children too. Each one so different, some just full of mischief and others seem to be already deep thinkers.

Science is telling us so much more about our bodies and how they work.

I am now reading a book about the spiritual world of children. In some way children have the gift of imagination that brings many questions to their minds. Children have seen angels but often keep it secret. They have the gift of believing that there is more to this world than we can see. Flowers can hold faeries and rainbows pots of gold at the end. The clouds are an endless display of faces and forms if we only took the time to lie on the groud and gaze at the sky.

Life is a great and awesome mystery that we are often too busy to examine or ponder. Prayer and meditation has the gift of opening us to an awareness of a spiritual world of great beauty and light. Some of us find it hard to turn off our critical judgment for a moment to enter into the mysterious possibility of things unseen.

I remember as a child my grandparents, especially my grandmother's deaths. I did not really know them having seen my dad's mom when I was one and they came from England and my mom's mother lived with us for months at a time until I was about three.

I remember sitting there thinking about death. At first death seemed like a dark and lonely place and everyone was so sad to have lost their dear ones. But, as people talked about their loved ones I became more aware of how real they were and their presence had brought joy to their family. So I know longer saw the darkness but real people who would live on in our memories and in a place called heaven.

The poet W.B.Yeats called the moment of suspending disbelief as "radical innocence."

I have an African violet that was given to me when our little angel Madeline died a year ago. This plant has not bloomed until now and to me that is a sign of life and hope and mystery.

What a joy it is for us now to spend time with our family. They help us laugh and love and believe.

It is interesting when I visit the old folks at the nursing home they look upon me as being so young. They love to hear about my family and I always feel better after visiting because old dull eyes become open as they listen and my stories awaken their stories and we laugh together.

These Shoes were meant for Walking

That is a funny picture of me going out the front door.

I am so thankful that I can enjoy my walks.

Also I am healthy and I know I will get better.

To night we are going to a very funny movie with Carol and Theresa and Kim and maybe Panteli. We will enjoy it I know. It is always good to laugh.

THE RECEPTIONIST WHO HEARD IT ALL

It was a busy morning at the Physiotherapy clinic. I signed in and Laurie, the receptionist gave me a form to fill out. She was taking a payment, answering the phone, talking to Kay as she walked by.

Larry quietly said to me "well phone me when you are finished" and left. I was amazed how this woman was able to multi-task, as the center of this busy office. I was even more surprise that when I was finished she handed me the phone and said "Did you want to phone Larry?"

I certainly was impressed. Evidently she also helps Kay at times along with all her other jobs.

My book on the brain stresses we do not multi-task well but there is always an exception. We read about terrorists that turn to violence because of religion. Recently Salim Mansur, a political scientist who travelled in the far east came to a different conclusion.

Muslim terrorists have shut their "interior disposition." For them belief is reduced to outward rituals of conformity, in pursuit of power over other men, rather than an awakening to the infinity inside of them. They were created to be filled with the image and goodness of God's love.Hence they do evil for they are insufficient in goodness, despite their insistence on calling upon God according to their faith tradition.

Many good people have been influenced to help others and live a life of compassion because of their faith. We like to blame our problems on something and religion has been an easy target.

"Be the change that you want to see in the world" Mohandas Gandi.

I believe that inspiration helps us to become involved and work for change. This is the massage that Senator Obama is giving to the American people. If he is elected I do hope he will keep his promises.

DON't WORRY BE HAPPY

I went to the Physiotherapy Clinic of Kay Kennedy this morning to have a re-alignment.
\I had no choice because Larry insisted. Who could blame him he was getting tired of my moaning. Kay said she did something that should help, so time will tell, but I am glad I went.

I may go and do a bit of visiting this afternoon. Rainy days can make you feel like not doing much. Or I may just start a new mystery story.

I am enjoying taking some pictures with our camera, something I have never done much of.
I do not know if this will improve my brain power but I am having fun!

THE RETURN OF THE CAMPERS

We were so happy to see Mary and Michael John with their big smiles. Mary proudly showed us the engagement ring and we heard word by word the proposal. They are a delightful couple.