Posts Tagged ‘pain’

Everything Physical

May 23, 2017

I awoke this morning after my horrific awake/dream (yesterdays post), and my first thought was a song “I have Jesus in my heart – you take Him too”. ..Well that was my first thought…so I climbed out of bed singing as I got a big drink of water and now a cup of coffee next to me.

My husband told me my struggle waking yesterday morning may have just been a continuation of my dream until I sat up. It is a possibility, though I firmly believe I was awake going from dream to physical reality.

My second thought this morning was physical…my back hurt and the pain (which is with me now until I pass on..) just is the way it is, so “boo-hoo”, everyone suffers. I will try to handle this within me. Why pass on the pain? I would rather pass on the joys and revelations of life.

The thought was not actually about my pain, it was about how physical pain transfers to mental anguish.  And that isn’t “just mental?,” you might think . Systems in our body function as a finely tuned violin. When one system is amiss, it does affect all others. Perhaps not immediately or constantly, but when the blood flows differently (say a blockage, or damages to the nerves that sit in proximity to the blood flow and the muscles) – You may realize Mind / Body / Spirit is not just a clever word mix, it is the absolute truth!

Sometimes I can actually feel the blood flow in my head or other parts of my body. I am in sync with feeling (or not feeling because of nerves) certain things that are happening to my body.  Listen to your body. Work with it.

As a former personal trainer and dancer, the fact that most of both my feet have severe nerve damage as a residual from breaking my back, is paramount to me. Aside from pain, numbness and a clumsy attempt to walk (as if I am actually able to balance without a cane 🙂 all affect me mentally as well….I don’t mean my mood, but the activity of my brain and other parts of my body.   Poor activity in my feet- unable to feel, blood flow perhaps, numbness in various parts of my body TRULY affects my mental state (as in “boy am I mental” (haha – that’s a given!)  and my physical state – because things don’t work properly -my entire being, is actually affected. Hence, Mind/body/spirit.

Somehow in re-reading that last paragraph, I think it might need changing…hope you find clarity in my meaning.  I am scattered today.

Think about it. Cut yourself some slack if you just don’t feel as good as you once did because of injuries or accidents or the aging process. Its probably not your fault…so don’t fret about it. You STILL have 100 percent. choice of how you respond to all these life altering events…..that is a huge gift!

Choose happiness always. Choose patience and understanding of YOUR OWN plight. Choose to understand that probably few really can step into to your shoes, though there are some that absolutely can physically! Wherein, you can excel until the day you die, and that is the use of your POWER of choice to behold life still in the best of terms. I have an advantage because I have a hidden source of constant help with the Holy Spirit within…seriously my best friend and help mate.

USE the magical gifts you perceive, dream of and pursue….All can STILL be achieved if you are “Mental” like I am. My husband says I live in Disneyland….join me, it is just a heck of a lot more fun, and WHY NOT? It’s just life!  Of course I can’t do everything I’ve always done, but it is fun to meet and rise above any challenge that faces me.  At least try!

Please take in a deep breath. Shout out an Amen (it means “so be it”) and now a BIG SMILE – just because you can! Back at you…..

Begin Again for the Last Time

April 25, 2017

Being human includes having all the flaws, pain, and trials one can endure. Those first two humans, in my realm of beliefs,  wanted to know all about the things that make God, God. They wanted to taste of evil and that old snake satan was right there as he is now – prodding and pushing.

I am in the most weakened state of my life now  You can see some scars physically, and are aware of changes mentally.  I believed when I awoke this morning, something may have finally severed any real dreams, or chances of dreams I still had.  Memories besmeared, future questionable, and heart nearly broken in half.  Life has put me in a pit again.

No one can possibly know what disabilities I deal wit, that manifest each day as I awake and wonder if I want to get out of bed at all, or go back to sleep, “perchance to dream”.

I won’t tell anyone the extent of my injuries.  It would be impossible to explain anyway.  They didn’t just begin with my back bursting. Life managed to seep into my thoughts and like a baby near the edge of a high staircase, someone let go of my hand when I was just a young woman and I fell down the stairs, hitting my head and scraping my arms and legs. I knew I was hurt but the baby just kept crawling up the stairs to see what was at the top. Again and again my immaturity, or selfishness, or fear of overwhelming pain physically and mentally again, tossed me down the stairs….sometimes in the air all the way to the bottom, and sometimes hitting each step squarely – and hard!  Somehow I always managed to pull myself together and begin to crawl upward again!

I saw so many humans falling and as I grew I tried to push and pull, and help them back up the stairs. My heart grew weary, but I was tenacious – broken bones, swollen limbs and mental exhaustion never stopped me.  Hesitation and fear – yes!  Desire to feel the wonder of life again manifest through “events” seemed to keep me trying….

The God Unknown, knew my name. He kept calling, yet I kept falling….prey to a mis-step of a different kind each time.

Life’s temptations masqueraded into glorious apparitions. The snake lay in wait for a moment of weakness, and I found myself tumbling down the stairs again and again. Though my life was going by me so fast my vision was blurred, I kept on it. I kept crawling up the stairs, which now wound round and round, and increased in numbers and difficulty. I wanted to get to the top.

I could hear a sweet voice that beckoned my heart and I pushed upward, amidst a crowded group of people – some trying with me, and others running the other way. Confusion struck hearts like bolts of lightening. I watched with horror as some fell from above me and turning my head I saw I could do nothing to help as I watched them falling far beyond my vision, and still falling as I lost sight of them. I could barely help myself.

Still I turned and began the climb once more. It was almost more than I could endure, and the solitude I had known was replaced with a shrieking and loud voices above and below me. I turned and sat as the stairs had grown much larger now, and I found just enough space to sit and bend my elbows so I could put my head down and cry. I weeped, I wailed, the wet tears
drenched my clothes and I tried to wipe them with my arms so no one would slip on the now, almost vertical stairs…so small my foot needed to turn sideways to fit.

I prayed. I couldn’t move from my exhaustion and delusions bursting in my head. What I had known-wasn’t. What I had believed was in part lies- so many lies that fooled me. So many falls because I had blinded myself to run away from all the pain. I thought it was the end of me. I thought this was my eternity. Climbing, forever climbing.

I sat. It was as if I was a baby again and I was alone on the stairs. I felt a large hand from above grasp my shoulder. I turned and the hand clasp mine and began to gently pull me to the next stair going upward.

I was a blend of thoughts and visions, experiences and horrors…..beauty and hope. I could see
the top of the stairs just a few steps away now. The voice at the top spoke to me, saying “I’ve done what I can throughout the years. I chose to silently be the push you needed throughout your life, and sometimes the pull. I haven’t given up on you, but these last steps are steps that you must take alone. I will be there but It is time. I will be waiting”

“ I expect to see you when the time comes for you to arrive. In the meanwhile, feel free to speak to me, I hope in gratitude for my company all these years, but the power with which you will take these steps, though few, will be the most difficult of all. Do not expect it otherwise.”

“Do not be befuddled with illusive worry about everything. All those things will work for the best-in my time. I know many who have yet to know me. Trust me. Those who have brushed next to you, those who have been a part of you, those who know Love, know me, and those Spirits are a kin and will be just fine. Trust me, I say again. Keep endeavoring to reach the top; they will be there in my time. I expect to see you. I expect no less.”

Here is the Confession

September 6, 2016

Here is the confession. Since my accident and incidents therein,

Too often I fall into deep depression.

 

I know in cyberspace there are fellow humans of like mind,

sometimes we search for answers, but answers do not find.

 

There is nothing shameful about having depression you see,

It happens in this lifetime, next door and across the sea,

It happens to us all -to you, and even me.

 

We are human. We feel love, terror, and pain, trauma.

Depression can hit us all – depression is not drama!

 

I awoke this morning covered with sorrow like dense fog.

Unable to find the departure, chained like a wild dog.

 

“What is the purpose of life?” I thought. My life is changed forever, and not for better.

I had a pity party – a pitiful one – no one came.

 

It was only I, raging like I was waging a war against myself.

Then praying, while rather insane, I placed my mind upon a shelf.

 

At last I thought, I knew what to do. Divert my own attention to something else……and maybe you should too.

 

So I left the room I was working in, took a breath or two and dropped to my knees.

“Give me help dear Lord, I prayed, let my heart feel at peace, if you please.”

 

Here I lay in bed, with laptop resting on my legs.

Writing simple poetry, trying to turn a phrase.

 

If I dwell on my sorrow, and cry and whimper, I will to hell cross the line,

Then I won’t smile or have joy in this moment of time.

 

All we have is this moment to live,

I must turn my thoughts not to get, but to love and to give.

 

I lay here and realize I still can write.

I can see in the daytime, and find rest at night.

 

Within there is a flicker of my light that should shine for many reasons I know.

I will find a few to jostle my memory, and wrestle depression with strength just to show….

 

I can DO whatever I think I can! My sorrows are few compared to many a man.

I do not know how much I time I have left to look at my life – nor days to enjoy.

 

I want to be an example of faith and of love,

I will keep praying for power from that of above.

 

I AM better already, can you read and see? Like I would with a child who needs help,

I diverted my own attention, and the task set me free.

 

Change your thoughts, change your emotions.

Use your wits to climb from the pits.

 

You may think this a silly poem, and some might think it not a poem at all.

But by taking the time to write it I kept myself from a major fall!

 

Do not stumble, do not muddle your thoughts to far worse than it is!

Now what was the stress management technique I used?

Ah, yes,….this is a quiz!

 

Simple and easy what to do – divert your attention – and God will bless you!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

What do you think of when you awake?

May 15, 2016

I wake and my brain begins to think of everything! Why does bad things happen to good people? Can we turn things around just by thinking differently? What makes me care about people I don’t even know, that are half way around the world? Why do we always try to pigeonhole a person before we know the real person? What makes us keep trying when everything has gone wrong? Have all people thought of suicide at least one time? If someone told me they would kill me would I really stand up for what I believe? Are puppies just a beautiful gift from a creative creator? Dreams are so real. Is this life really real, or are my dreams real and this is just a manifestation of my mind?

Then I get up and head for the coffee. In five minutes of lying in my bed and trying to wake up, m mind has already asked hundreds, not just a few, questions about it all!

My best bet, and this is the truth, is to drop to my knees before rising, and give thanks for another breath, and lay the concerns in my brain before my Master. I know I ask more thank I give thanks, but thanks is always on my mind, and when I sway just a bit off my true path, my life begins to diminish in small currents of unrest and dissatisfaction. It always happens. I just don’t always recognize it until I am bursting into tears and wondering why good things happen to bad people.

It is like a cycle an alcoholic follows. Don’t drink. Just to ease the concerns of the day.

If one made me relax, two will help a bit more. The increase of alcohol is in small increments. It may take days to reach for and consume “more than enough” to be drunk and disoriented. To be waking the next morning with regret and sorrow and no memory of the horrible things someone says you did. It may happen that same hour. Open your eyes and your life is passed by. It could have happened to me. Don’t drink.

Without God there is a hole in my heart that cannot be filled. Without God there is no peace beyond understanding. Without God love diminishes and that empty space becomes filled with treachery and evil that lurks everywhere to snap you up and eat you alive.

With God, all things are possible.

Therein, I will forgo the second cup of coffee and make my way to my bed and carefully get to my knees. I love to pray with surrender and respect, and when I get on my knees I feel I am honoring God a bit more – though I know He accepts prayers at any time and anywhere. He loves to hear from his children…even if they have yet to learn they are His. Even if they hesitate to use His proper name, as a parent hearing his child say “daddy”, and though he may be far away, the child’s daddy will hear the child’s call.

Love one another. Forgive one another. Love your Creator. Remember these are our tasks. We are not here to judge one another. Ease your mind and let the Spirit fill His home made within our early bodies and mind.

As we think so shall we become.   Mind over matter. Be grateful for each Nano second and waste them not!

You might this this photo isn’t related to this post – and it really isn’t – but I wanted to share something I snapped while out running errands a week or so ago.  These are my favorite type clouds, and for a moment they took me to a dream state of peeking out from between the clouds to check out earth!  I moment of fantasy and pleasure out of no where.  They are abundant – just open your eyes and have a blessed day!

cloudsCulumus clouds                                             Splendid, eh?

 

Black Widow Spiders

June 15, 2014

First, I would like to say Happy Father’s Day to all you guys who have worked so hard to be a good dad! It is one of the toughest jobs a man can have, and the most enduring- even if unemployment is up! THANK YOU for sticking with it; those little ones need you guys…so to dads, step-dads, and all you guys who participate in the lives of children thank you for your dedication and patience!

BY THE WAY, this post just shows another important task of you fathers….protecting the little ones!  Also those women who might be afraid of spiders, for instance, myself!

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY!!!!!

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Last evening my husband took a tour of our garage to find and “rid” us of any black widow spiders. He does this in the summer as they love dark places and our garage is a favorite hangout (also under things such as BBQ’s, outdoor tables, inside of wood piles-just as examples.)black widow

 

He found this one and asked if I would like to take a photo. She let me get quite close (though not too close for my comfort) – she was a big one. There are only four things I will kill if necessary: venomous spiders rattle snakes, mosquitoes and flies. The National Geographic website had this to report about black widows.

“This spider’s bite is much feared because its venom is reported to be 15 times stronger than a rattlesnake’s. In humans, bites produce muscle aches, nausea, and a paralysis of the diaphragm that can make breathing difficult; however, contrary to popular belief, most people who are bitten suffer no serious damage—let alone death. But bites can be fatal—usually to small children, the elderly, or the infirm. Fortunately, fatalities are fairly rare; the spiders are non-aggressive and bite only in self-defense, such as when someone accidentally sits on them.”

I think it is extremely important to put deet (mosquito repellent) on children and adults, if you are able. There is a new virus that makes a person very ill. Also, I have never been certain that they do not carry the aids virus. They do “take your blood” when they bite.

It always pays to be aware of some spiders – for your children’s safety. I wrote a post a while back about the brown recluse, and posted a photo of the damage one can do…it is deadly.

Northern California host’s lots of rattle snakes. Clearly if you hear a rattle and there isn’t a baby around – keep your eyes keenly aware of your surroundings.

This isn’t to alarm anyone, but knowledge is power when used and we all should share information that could be life saving. Someone made me aware of the brown recluse.

Oh the web of a black widow is very sticky-you can tell if it’s a black widow; and they hide during the light.

Enjoy the great outdoors – enjoy nature – just use good sense, and particularly for the little ones as they trust you to care for them. Have a beautiful day and a safe one! God bless you all.

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I will be placing this same post on the stressmanagementmagic.com website today because of it’s importance to us all.

 

 

 

 

May 2, 2014

Just a quick Thursday good morning, afternoon or evening to you . The days are flying by and I have been trying to complete six books before it’s time to die. No one knows when that will happen and I have spent most of my life writing so I determined sometime after my accident no one will finish what it’s taken me years to write – except me!

Believe it or not they are mostly written – the most difficult part is proofing, making covers and getting everything just right to be put on Amazon. I had a contract with a publishing company for one of my books – the one on how to care for an aging parent – but they sat on it for seven years and I am blessed those years just finished.

I have reconciled, to accept my disabilities as permanent-only because of my faith in God, and my tenacious drive for life, can I do this.  It was a year ago today I was in surgery with a great neurosurgeon (thank you Lord) and getting my back fixed after a burst compression fracture.  I could be completely paralyzed, or dead!

To accept my disabilities as permanent is difficult, but not impossible. Such is life. It isn’t always what we expect, but I expect the best, and perhaps my vision will be clearer now that I am unable to dance all over the place! I can walk (it’s not a very pretty walk), and I have to use a can, and I can write. I can dance in a way, and surely in my head.

I am a stubborn little woman, and my husband still says, after 26 years, a hand full.

So the books will be done within this year. That is my determination. This is what they are:

  1. Lessons in Love – about taking care of a parent, giving them happiness until they die, and not going crazy or getting exhausted in the process. It’s kind of a love story about me caring for my mama for ten years – and we both gained from it!

I am exhausted tonight so I will ignore any typos (sorry!)

2.Whiskeyton. Has nothing to do with Whiskey! This photography- views of a lake and the surrounding mountains from a kayak. Took me from 2004-20011 to get all the photographs, and there will be inspiration (I hope) with each photo, and a Bible verse below. I think, whether you believe in the Bible or not, it is a great book for training in life. It will be for children and adults.

3. The Last Resort – Photographs (again), a  view of the homeless in my area, and of course some interviews and thoughts on the scenario.

4.  Toll 63 – a very interesting book about the lives of an oilman in the early days, a disabled and vibrant young woman, and what transpires when they join forces.  It progresses and follows the life of one of their twins.  The time spans from 1916 to this very day!  I love it so far – do you think I am predjudice?

4.  The Best Bedtime Stories. Positive and fun, the stories are done and I am just waiting for the illustrations.

5.  Poetry, Prose and Private Property.  This book could spares no details and touches every aspect of being human!

I am not trying to brag, there are so many unbelievable authors, but I feel good about my work.  I feel like it is from the heart, experience, and always with a positive overtone – no matter how difficult the experience.

Therein is why my posts have been thin in nature.

I am not trying to brag, but I am not a “salesperson” and if I don’t know the quality of my own “products” I should not sell!  I do think God gives each of us a gift and I am working hard at using it!

Well, that’s it for now. Just an update as to where I have been. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE – don’t waste a second of your precious life in anger, fear, or hate. It is NOT WORTH IT as you truly will be the one who pays the big price.

LOVE ONE ANOTHER. I love you for reading! I love you for being my brother and sister human beings! God bless you and your families. I mean it sincerely!

This day will be wonderful! I insist!

March 11, 2014

I woke up this morning and wondered if I could handle what lies before me.It was then I realized that all I have to live is this day.I can certainly, even with limitations, live one brief day – purely trusting God.

I cannot see Him, nor can I see the breeze…but I can feel the breeze!I cannot touch Him, but I can touch a child, and feel the miracle of life.

I cannot hug Him, but I can feel the warmth of the sun, nurturing me, and sustaining my life.

I cannot prove to you that He exists, but I can rise above whatever tries to hold me down,

And show you by my Faith that His power resides within us all, and abides with us if we just ask…

I will stand tall, even though I lost height when I was injured, and my feet are unsteady.

I will breathe in the breath of life because I can, and it empowers me, to see the stars I seek.

I will forge through all the muck and mire, and never tire of pushing on,

Because I somehow KNOW He loves me, and I want you to know,

HE LOVES YOU TOO!

It may not seem like it to you right now, but I am certain we have shared similar pangs and pains of being human.  If I am able, YOU are able!

You are NOT alone.  If you must, “play” for the day.  Pretend you believe.  File those hard times with a “grain of salt”, as they say.  This too shall pass, so PLEASE, ENJOY YOUR DAY.  It is a one of a kind.  It will never be again.

Insist on love and happiness – Just for this day put all those giant concerns to rest – promise to tackle them tomorrow!  Life changes so quickly.  My life is changed forever – who knows what may be tomorrow – Fill your life with joy today, laugh and sing, and the best will come your way!

Go on now, do it, I dare you.  Laugh!  Sing out loud!  Do you think all will be lost if you actually force yourself to rest and regenerate?  Even just a little will change your day.

Do not give in to hell. Loosen those chains you manifest from what seems “unchangeable hardships”. Make heaven resound from within YOU, and the angels will sing around you.

You think I am silly?  You think this impossible?  I can almost hear them now!

 

 

 

 

 

Good morning, good afternoon, good evening! Welcome to my blog!

February 7, 2014

It seems like it has been forever since I wrote on either of my blogs.  I had a full hip replacement and am in the healing mode.

This is the surgery I had (not my surgery):

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0hgO8F1BCs – anterior hip replacement surgery.

I watched it before and after (just to remind me of why I still hurtJ), but at least I can have moments without pain, and within a few months I will be walking liberally again, with little pain.

Praise God!  Man was given Intellect, and in some cases actually uses it!  I am grateful I was privileged to have the surgery, and grateful for it’s creation.  I am doing as much walking in our home, as I am able, and some exercises to help me along.  I have to keep in mind, eleven months ago I had a burst compression fracture, and emergency surgery.

For this reason my healing may take a bit longer.  I have to modify certain exercises as I still have many residual problems from the incident.

I will be writing on my stressmanagementmagic.com website soon, and sharing some things I hope will help any of you who have to work through surgery or healing of any type

I also have been retyping and updating a manuscript I wrote about ten years ago.  It is about caring for an elderly mother until death.  I was foolish and signed a contract with a publishing company who said they wanted the book.  The contract was for seven years, and all they did for seven years was sit on it!

So soon I will be republishing it with some alterations, a new cover, and a ton of love in hopes it will help ease the job of care giving.  Over ten thousand baby boomers are turning sixty-five every day, and the need for caregivers have jumped expotientally.

I am going to publish it on Amazon Books and Kindle.  My full name is Marsha J. O’Brien, and the title is “Lessons of Love.”  I am almost ready and will post when it is on.

In the meantime I wrote a post about a situation for you to ponder!

First I will preface this with saying, I am not prejudice.  I am no judge of anyone – we are all born, without choice, to a human being.  I was born, I believe, to worship God, and love my fellow man.  But I had no choice of place or culture, or color.  We are all human on this planet earth, and we all share so many emotions and matters of the heart.

I heard something on the news, though, that has irritated the heck out of me.  There is an ILLEGAL alien who was brought into this country when a child, attended high school, and graduated college.  I give accolades to him for those successful endeavors.

He studied to be an attorney and has passed the bar.  The state of California has allowed him to become an attorney.  Here is my problem.  He had YEARS TO STUDY AND BECOME A CITIZEN OF OUR GREAT COUNTRY.  Decades.

Here is my question.  How can someone who is an ILLEGAL citizen, represent people as an attorney, defining the legality of laws and scenarios in question?

Illegal means: il·le·gal – contrary to or forbidden by law, esp. criminal law

1. 
Contrary to or forbidden by law, esp. criminal law ”

synoynoms : unlawful, illicit, illegitmate, criminal, fraudlent, etc.

Noun:  illegal ailen

So think about it.  What do you think? Per

Please stay well.  My friend’s husband, who just got over the nastiest two-week broncitis, just came home sick again today.  He is not normally a sick guy.

Wash your hands.  Cover your mouth with the inside corner of your elbow, if you are sick.  Wash you hands!  Wash your hands!

A cough travels over sixty-five miles an hour, and so does a sneeze.

Some virus and bacteria infections stay active for half hour or so, even after someone touches a computer or hand-ail.

God bless you all!

Pain?

October 30, 2013

I awoke this morning and knew if I moved it would be painful.  So I moved.  I lay for a moment and thought: “What shall the day bring?”  Pain sucks, and we all know it.  We all have pain.  It comes with being of the human kind. I lay looking at the ceiling fan and thought of Shakespeare and God.  Not in that order . Methinks it would humblest my soul, and rightly so, to bend upon knees and pray for strength and power to move forward in this day. Alas, I cannot bow, as yet, my weakened back and legs will not let me follow my heart. God knows I want to bow.  So I closed my eyes and thought, I have not yet shed blood for those I love.

My sacrifices have been small thus far.  Perhaps today I will find a way to shine the light of God from within and shower someone with love purely for love’s sake.When I am at my weakest, God is at His strongest for me.  I know that.  There is not a question in my heart.  So, I meandered to the kitchen and poured that steamy cup of coffee.  I immediately added a teaspon of the sweet stuff and a bit of milk.  These days the taste that used to be pure coffee, is rather different.  Perhaps I am.

Here I sit doing what I love to do – writing.  My dog looked at me, with those eyes, and here she sits next to me.  I can feel her breathing quietly.  She is happy.  I am happy too.Today I will rise above my challenges and see what I can do to make a difference!  I want to be one of the lights in all the darkness that abides with vigor at this time.of need on our planet.  Our lights will diminish the darkness, one at a time.

Praise God, or if He hasn’t found you, appreciate and be grateful for the smallest thing.It will change your day and diminish your pain – no matter how bad you think it is. Don’t give the pain the power.  Grasp it in your hand and pull yourself up by the power of God, and the power of YOU.You can do it.  I am.  I care and I really love you – where ever you are – and whom ever you are.  We are family.  Earthlings dwelling on our planet together for a brief moment in time.

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Check out my other short post on stressmanagementmagic.com. I Like it.  Have a beautiful day.

FYI

September 17, 2013

Some spices may be laced with salmonella.  seven percent of imported spices carry salmonella.  Some 15 percent of coriander, twelve percent of oregano and basil and four percent of black pepper tested positive.  The infection causes diarrhea, fever, cramps, and in RARE cases death.  Best way to avoid being sickened is to apply before cooking – since heat kills the bacteria.

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I read an article that said on average left-handed people earn six percent less than right- handed people.  Researches speculate the difference is caused by brain abnormalities that are more common among the left-handed.  (Reference Qz.com) – AND YOU BET I will check this out.  I am left-handed.

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“You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backward.  So you have to TRUST that the dots will somehow connect in your future.  You have to trust in something-your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever.  This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.”

                                    Steve Jobs

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If you laugh out loud, it increases your heart rate, can reduce stress, and it actually fights infection!  So get started.  J

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When you hold on to resentment it is like swallowing a poison and hoping the other person will die.  Just doesn’t make sense.

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I had a TERRIBLE PAIN day!  But guess what?  Life goes on.  I managed it as best as possible, took care of what needed to be done, and remembered that any moment could be my last one – so I worked through the pain and whatever limits it puts on my life, smiled, and thought… “Whatever” – this too shall pass.  Be happy!  I had a good day. I am still in terrible pain, but maybe tomorrow it will settle down….who knows!

I just refuse to be miserable, and I will never give up, and never give in.  No miserable sourpuss in my home!  Just happy little me.  Onward and upward.  YOU BE HAPPY TOO!  God bless.  Here is a bouquet for you!

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