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Google reader ends soon

Just wanted to remind my readers who ever you may be as of tomorrow Google reader will not be working.
SO if you read this blog through Google reader you might want to subscribe to it through your email service using the email subscription box on the side bar of the blog.
I did sign up for feedly but I have not figured out a code for it yet.
So my suggestion would be if  you want to remain a reader.
To sign up for email posts only.
It is a big change for a lot of bloggers but it is necessary to tell all who participate to be proactive in their reader box or miss out on these posts.
Thank you for being both supportive and encouraging.

Emotional healing is like that.

The other day while putting away the extra leaf in our dining room table I received a major sliver.
It hurt right away.
It ached yet I could not see it although I knew what had happened.
The tiny edge was visible but not removable.
I waited.
It has been over a week and it is sore but still not visible.
Not ready to show me it’s ugly self.
As I was driving to the store the idea or thought came to me.
Emotional healing is very similar to a nasty sliver.
It hurts really bad when it first happens.
Then it dies down until it is time for it to rise to the surface again and then we are faced with abundance of feelings as to how and what is this and why am I feeling this way and where is this coming from?
When my own healing happened it was slow.
It had to be.
I could not look at or tolerate what was rising to the surface.
It was hard waiting for the ‘pain’.
You can’t talk about something when you don’t see it or even feel it.
I knew the heaviness was there.
I knew the hurt was deep.
I couldn’t see or find the source.
Emotional healing is like that.
It is slow. It is painfully slow.
Very similar to a nasty sliver that can take weeks or months to come to the surface before it’s ready to be removed.
IF one tries to move it too soon the pain is more intense.
Emotional healing is the very same thing.
You cannot heal too early as it won’t be effective or powerful.
The sliver will come out soon I hope.
Just like the emotional pain that kept me waiting for so long.
When one is used to hiding, it is not safe or good to say what you are really feeling.
The sliver is hiding right now.
I know it is there but is not ready to be exposed.
When it is removed it will feel healed and restored to normal.
I just have to wait and be patient.

When life

When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile.
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Thank you

When I look at my stats, which is ‘how many look at or read’ my blog I could get depressed.
I am not.
The stats are just figures and it doesn’t bother me if 10 read it or 250 the goal is in sharing from my heart when I can and if I can’t …well it doesn’t happen that week.
When this blog began life was more quiet.
I had time to think, to process, to study, to process more and then to write.
The writing in 2010 was good, and it was deep and it was matters from my heart that were challenging and also encouraging.
In 2013 life is different.
I am more busy.
I am more tired.
The brain cells it takes to write a good writing are hiding somewhere.
The energy it takes to write a good writing is also in hibernation.
Most blog writers do not allow the numbers to throw them a depressing spin.
We write because we love it.
We write because we have something to say sometimes.
We write because we choose to share things with others with the hope that we can inspire or encourage or even challenge the reader.
When I look at my stats I will not let them bring me down or remove my hope.
It is perfectly fine to have 30 readers one day and 2 the next.
I am not allowing it to run my life or even affect my blog.
Whoever you are right now I thank you.
I thank you for even looking at this amateur blog writers words.
It is right and normal to climb up the scale of being a writer in a slow moving way.
I am not worried or affected by what the stats show me.
Thank you for standing by me and encouraging my dream.

Remembering

My gate 
and rocking horse 

from dad

Today is Father’s day.
A traditional day to pay our respects and honor to our ‘earthly’ dad’s and to say Thanks.
These are a few things my dad has made me.
A gate that separates our court yard and our back yard.
He came over to my house and attached it for me with my husband helping him.
The rocking horse actually arrived a year or two earlier.
It rocks with a clip clop sound and I believe he drew it out and then made it.
The lower picture of the gate is my ‘reminder’ that HE is my dad.
Given to me in love as a gesture of thanks for taking care of my sister when she was on hospice.
I will always treasure it.

He also made me a welcome sign for my door with his ’emblem’ the hat.
A symbol of dad and his years as a cowboy.
Happy Fathers day dad.
I am glad we have been able to see you through one more year.
At 86 we know that time is passing by and some day this day will just be a memory.
My husband is having his first ‘fathers day’ without his dad.
It is hard.
He died March 24 six months before his 92nd birthday.
We say happy Fathers day today to all the dad’s who do a good job and who walk alongside the children no matter how old they are.
I also thank God for my husband who has been a wonderful dad and grandpa.
God has blessed us with memories of love, compassion and challenges to help us grow stronger.
Happy Fathers day Dad’s.
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