“Lend me the stone strength of the past and I will lend you the wings of the future, for I have them.” -Robinson Jeffers
Today, as in the last few days, people have been focused on what they can do to help those living in Haiti. Some are sending money and others are sending clothing and basic supplies.
I have a comment. While you are making plans for this… remember there are people who are your neighbors who are also hurting. Remember there are many local people who need help but shy away from a handout. Job losses through out our country have created the “new poor”. Many are one pay check away from real trouble and also need your assistance.
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Miami Valley Unitarian Church is located at 8690 Yankee St. Dayton, OH (Yankee St. is near 725 and the 675 exit.)
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It’s Christmas Eve. A few problems, surgery and losses will be a big part of the take–of this year 2009. When will it end I ask? Like a giant tsunami – this year has had one thing after another go wrong. And yet, the experience of living in the now… proves that I can survive it. Not one to be trendy, I discovered facebook and Farmville and dumped them both one day in a fit of simplicity.
One of my friends who feared her own death due to cancer has survived and will be able to quilt with me again soon. As things piled up- in my daily life, (I swear I wasn’t just ignoring them,) I also came to realize, they were but the tide- rising at my feet, and showing me there was truly no way out. I ran, took cover and then realized after the storm, there is sunshine.
Talk about personal growth. I learned about myself, love, life, emotions, had tears of joy and sorrow. Sometimes this happened within just a week. Again, the saltiness in the air made things seem clearer I the end. Also, I continue to eek good things out in the last minutes. Can you say: Work.
I continue to define who I am and also defend it. People around me are a blessing and those I allowed to witness my change- will hopefully come to understand it some day.
Special thank to my girls, who let me grow, to TZ for her mothering, for JL who comes to my door bearing gifts, to the (2Te’s) for being real friends when I was lost, to JM for making me feel loved and needed, to J & M for making me laugh, to1-JM- for making great music, cats who sit still and fall asleep watching me at this keyboard, and to Misty, who is certainly in heaven with her big top dog hat on and is taking a bow from the other dogs as they saw her arrival- for being the best. Why did things end so soon? Thank you CV for the great escape, to new friends, and to my new students who have potential and I can only hope to help direct it.
Only 2010 will know the answers yet to come.
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Today will not be about art or art quilts or teaching art. It is about the furry dog I loved. My Misty died of cancer. No telling how long she had it- the tumors seemed huge, and if I really thought they were as painful as they looked I’m afraid I waited too long to get her to the vet. When she was finally willing to show me her “belly” I was stunned.
They say dogs hide things by instinct to keep from being left by the pack- well believe me I had no idea. She had allergies and old age was creeping in… but I had no idea about her cancer. From this day on, I will remember to always stop and rub dog ‘bellies.” If I had– maybe the tumor wouldn’t have been so big or so painful.
RIP my baby dog.
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