New Life

Today is Holy Thursday, the beginning of the most sacred time in the liturgical year of many churches.  During the service tonight the priest washed feet, signifying an act of service.  I went up and as he poured water over my feet I filled up with the most humbling of emotions.I ask myself, "What can I do to be of service to others?" 

During a penance service last week, as I was talking to a priest friend he said, "We are Jesus to others." That comment has not left me.  I am still pondering that as I put some things in perspective.

As we prepare and wait for Easter we see new life all around us: early flowers coming up, waiting to bloom, grass greening up, weather warming and other things.  These are all signs of new life. 

What about you, each of us? How can we make new with ourselves?  Perhaps a changed attitude, or a decision to make a call or visit someone infirmed, or to volunteer in areas that need the help.  It certainly challenges and stretches us but I think it will be worth it.

I wish each of you a blessed Holy Week and Easter! May you find new life in whatever service you might choose!

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Sleepless

Have you ever had sleepless nights? Well, I have and it's no fun  watching the hands on the clock go round and round! So here I am at 3:42 a.m. writing this post. Problem is, I don't know what to write about!! 

There should be a 3:00 o'clock in the morning club.  Then we could call one another when insomnia hits! I have one friend who texts "u up?" then the phone rings! 

I chuckle because my one furball snuggles close, crawls over me every time I turn to the other side and goes back to sleep.  Now I know why cats sleep 20 out of 24 hrs...they keep getting awakened at night!

Many years ago I got myself into trouble at times like this when I resorted to self medicating with otc drugs or alcohol. That's no longer an option.  It's pounded into my head now that it isn't the end of the world if I don't sleep for a night. My body will sleep when it's ready to. 

Yes, I will turn a channel on for some white, green or brown noise, or put some prayers on, or music.  That usually works.  Little aches and pains should feel better after a bit of tylenol. Even though my alarm is set for 3 hrs. I don't want to miss breakfast with three friends! And being retired makes it real easy to take a nap!

So, life ain't so bad after all! And look, I have this little post written; hopefully, you'll enjoy it and may find yourself in good company when the Sandman hasn't come to your house yet for a good night's sleep! 

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Two Years

Two Years...yup, two years!  My husband died two years ago today at 3:05 pm and I can't believe this time has gone by so fast! And I can't believe how I have spent most of this day, remembering him. 

A neighbor and friend of his who lived just up the street and around the corner was just buried today. That funeral was beautiful and the luncheon was filled with many folks I know or knew Jerry.  I am filled with gratitude.

I can only imagine the two of them now will be sharing "East Side" stories, hunting tales and other things on the other side. George had a long and frustrating journey to the end, so did Jerry, which brings some of us to a very accepting reality that it is OK to let them go to God, heaven and a better life. 

Yes, there are tears of parting but faith helps us to know that death is not the end, that this life changes and there is another life way beyond what we know here.  My dad recently said, "the best is yet to come!" 

So, I am thrilled to know that George was buried on this date. It helps me to remember it in order to support his family. His presence will be missed but perhaps his spirit will give all those who loved him a peace beyond all understanding. He's not far, just on the other side of a very thin veil. 

God bless you, George. May you rest in peace and enjoy all those conversations with other family and friends who are with you now! Hopefully, you will talk with your family and friends here, too! We will never forget you! Two years go fast but memories never fade.