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My fellow blogger Sarah just posted her first poll. I’m in somewhat of a slump, and have been thinking about my blog a lot lately. The original reason for starting it was to share our ride experiences from the viewpoint of a passenger. Rides were sporadic at best because of the winter weather, and after joining both Postaweek2011 and Postaday2011 I began writing about my life in general. At this point I’m not really sure what I want to do with it.
With almost 5000 views someone other than family is reading my blog so now it’s time for my question and poll:
I like plants and flowers but my knowledge of horticulture is definitely at a beginner level. So when we bought this house 2.5 years ago I had no idea that the green ‘shrub’ in the front yard was actually an azalea bush; what a fantastic surprise the following spring!
I wanted to have fresh flowers in the house for Easter so that morning I went out and cut two dozen or so stems, each 5-6″ long. I got out an assortment of glasses and ended up with five pretty little arrangements. Just another example of how little things can make a big difference.
I put together bags of candy for all the kids and D; he also got the chocolate motorcycle. I decorated the house, sent a card to my in-laws, sent ecards to D and the girls. I put together what I thought was a nice meal based on what everyone likes.
Eating dinner was a mistake, my stomach wasn’t ready for something like that. Then after cleaning up I spent the evening alone, doing laundry and basically wasting time online. As I said to a friend earlier, I’m not a drama queen or martyr, I’m not looking for sympathy and I don’t think I’m expecting too much.
For better or worse things change. Unfortunately I won’t be doing the ABCD Challenge. I’m very much curious to see everyone’s photos and am quite sorry I won’t be able to participate, that was something I’d been looking forward to doing.
There are now almost 150 comments I haven’t replied to and I’m sincerely sorry. I’m going to make a big effort to catch up but from now on the priority is to respond the same day.
I still have a low-grade fever, cough, headache, runny nose, and the previously mentioned stomach problems. I think at this point it’s safe to say I have the flu.
Sharing a video instead of a photo tonight, dedicated to C and N. Nice guitar and fantastic lyrics…
My goal with this cold/flu/whatever I have (see previous post) is to sleep for more than one hour at a time. It’s been a vicious cycle: get comfy, finally fall asleep, wake up an hour or so later because of the cough or sick stomach. Up for 15-20 minutes-blow nose, drink water, etc etc-then back to bed and repeat.
‘One’ also happens to be my favorite U2 song:
Is it getting better, or do you feel the same?
Will it make it easier on you, now you got someone to blame?
You say one love, one life, when it’s one need in the night.
One love, we get to share it
Leaves you baby if you don’t care for it.
Did I disappoint you or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love and you want me to go without.
Well, it’s too late tonight to drag the past out into the light.
We’re one, but we’re not the same.
We get to carry each other, carry each other… one
Have you come here for forgiveness,
Have you come to raise the dead
Have you come here to play Jesus to the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much, more than a lot
You gave me nothing, now it’s all I got.
We’re one, but we’re not the same.
Well, we hurt each other, then we do it again.
You say love is a temple, love a higher law
Love is a temple, love the higher law.
You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl
And I can’t be holding on to what you got, when all you got is hurt.
One love, one blood, one life, you got to do what you should.
One life with each other: sisters, brothers.
One life, but we’re not the same.
We get to carry each other, carry each other.
And my Weekly Photo Challenge shot, one blossom amongst the buds:
You are told that you have a month to live…what do you do with that time?
My mom had her first battle with breast cancer early in the 90s, and her second just a few years later. My dad would have done anything for her, and for one of her last remissions he decided to take back her to Jamaica. They had vacationed at Sandals resorts a number of times and I think he wanted her to experience some happiness outside the hospital before she died. They had a jacuzzi tub in their room during that trip, and there is a photo taken of my mom in that surrounded by bubbles wearing a million dollar smile. She would have been terribly embarrassed but he had that picture blown up and on display at her funeral; that was how he wanted to remember her, not in a hospital bed hooked up to a bunch machines. He was literally lost without her.
He died less than three years later…they were two halves of a whole and he wandered aimlessly after she was gone until his cancer returned. He wrote letters to my sister and I during that time period that are absolutely heart breaking, yet make you believe that there is such a thing as true love. They were married for almost 40 years, it can happen. I grew up not wanting to be a teacher or nurse but to have that kind of relationship.
Thought for today: hug and appreciate your spouse, your partner, your best friend. Make big smiles with someone you love-don’t wait until it’s too late.