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(2023 remix) Dear 100 year old self…

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Write a letter to your 100-year-old self.
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I’m not exactly sure where or how to start so I am just gonna roll with it, and yes, I said gonna.

 Somehow, putting thoughts or memories down on paper, I always struggled with trying to write in a way that satisfied all the learned Scholars out there.  Well, you never know, they might want to read something in the waiting room at the dentist or something.  I am at a point in our journey that I can simply write from my heart and let God do the rest. It’s been a bumpy ride, to say the least.

            Now, just because I keep mentioning the bumpy ride doesn’t mean it’s a bad thing.  It means you were wide awake as we zigged and zagged like some of the best cats out there. 

God and God alone could ever manage us because we might have been small in stature, but within our vessel is a raging river of emotions, strengths, weaknesses and a love so powerful it’s a bit off putting at times.  We spent way too many years of our life trying to satisfy every other person’s requirement of us to be what they wanted, and the enemy used that to nearly destroy us.

            It is nearly the end of March 2023, and the last 4 years have brought us to what I refer to as our base line. God met us at our lowest and has begun building up a soul capable of seeing ourself and others in a loving and truthful way. We learned to see ourself and others through the Fathers eyes. 

You exhausted yourself trying to be enough for everyone around you, while often feeling empty inside.  God taught you to love You, with all your flaws and failures, and the truths of yourself that made you  the way God intended.  The Father used our truths to show us how beautiful we are. 

The only way for this to make sense is to tell you what brought you to that place where you could finally get up and walk on.  Just so that you know, you didn’t get there with any form of wisdom quickly, rather, it took you all of your 100 years to try to really let God hold you.  That is the truth of it! 

He brought you this far, for just his purpose… when you see it, I’ll be there waiting. 

Love Me.

It’s cookie time…

Thursday Thoughts…

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My thoughts are all over the page this morning, what with all the miracles flying around my little office! Well, maybe not miracles to most, but they are ticking all the boxes on my list.

God has been ever faithful in slowing my weight loss, but let’s face it, I can’t keep this up forever. I didn’t want to ever seek medical care again, but God has other purposes. He desires that I participate in my own care, however he decides… not how I think it should go.

If this week hasn’t been a confirmation of that, I don’t know what is!

It began with a message to my new primary doctor, seeking an appointment for bloodwork and a weight check. I was dreading it! Honestly, I haven’t wanted to go back for medical care. My faith and trust in doctors has been flatlined, of late. But, if I don’t want to starve to death, it needs doing.

Not only did she message me back rather quickly, but before I could even ask anything she suggested we make a video apt for this Thursday, to discuss disability paperwork. What? Where did that come from?

That was Monday. Tuesday morning rolls around and I receive a phone call from the DSHS appeals administrator assigned to my case. She called to say that she’d gone through all our records and found a partial error, in regards to my benefits. While I still would be required to get a form from my doctor, stating I am unable to work, the denial of benefits was being immediately reversed and all benefits restored… as well as, removing all overpayment penalty charges… Hallelujah!

As of yesterday, which was Wednesday, three months of back benefits had been restored to my Snap card… I cried! For over six years we have fallen through every crack, in every system, one might call a helpful service to the public. Never in all that time have I ever had somebody call ME and say they’d made an error, nor have I ever seen such a complete and rapid response to a problem that might fall in my favor! That is, unless you count that time I was nearly crushed by that car, or that night on the highway in the Colorado mountains. Oh, yeah… there was that security guard just inside the building where I was being assaulted, or that night I nearly bled to death in that emergency room.

Oh, heavenly father, how many times have You been the hand that saves me… there are so many memories to recall, it would be far too long a list for just this day!

Now I’m crying again, doggone it!

Ok… let’s finish this out!

It’s now Thursday, and apparently, God’s not done!

We now come to this mornings doctor visit… remember that message?

My new doctor is a lovely young woman, with a wonderful bedside manner, as they say. She spent the time to ask pointed questions, making notes and referring to a number of notes in my medical chart, so I knew she’d previously read them. Long story short… I do indeed have Gastroparesis, on top of my IBS and hernia.

The good part in all this is that she’s attempting to restore my Pantaprazole with the insurance company, based on this new diagnosis. She also thoroughly discussed the new medication that will be needed to improve the delayed digestive issue, which also counters as an anti-nausea reliever… thank you Lord!

Not only did she fill out the disability form, which should reach DSHS by the end of the day, I’m being put into a program that will offer transportation to my visits… and, home delivery for my medications, if I need it. They also have a really good therapist, apparently, and she recommends I meet with them to discuss possible PTSD symptoms that are causing my IBS to rocket off the charts so often.

When all I ever do under pressure is buckle, God steps in every single time! And, he doesn’t just stop by, or pass through. I believe that He stays to complete his own work within my life.

I leave you with a beautiful passage from scripture, found in the book of Philippians chapter 1:5-6…

“because of your partnership in the gospel from the first day until now.  And I am sure of this, that he who began a good work in you will bring it to completion at the day of Jesus Christ.”

God is so good!

Hugs

(2024) What God Can Do…

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How has a failure, or apparent failure, set you up for later success?
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While one may consider it failure, God calls it an opportunity! Our failures are His perfect moments of teaching, bringing good for His purposes. God does that with all of our choices, you know… the good and the bad.

God sent his only son to earth for us, where we promptly crucified him, so one might assume that this was a big epic failure!

What did God do?

He resurrected Jesus and rolled that stone away, leaving an empty tomb behind!

God has been righting our wrongs, healing our wounds and miraculously turning our failures into successes from the beginning of time! The Bible says that God is faithful, so logic dictates that only success will follow, from both our triumphs and mistakes.

I am a work in progress, and as God is not done with me yet, failure is just a means for Him to continually show me how He can do anything… the sky’s the limit, as they say.

My future is very bright, as the bible confirms…

“For I know the plans I have for you”, declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”. Jeremiah 29:11

Here, have a cookie…

(2024) If I Only Had a Brain…

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What are three objects you couldn’t live without?
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While I COULD wile away the hours here, for your sake I won’t. Why? Because I actually DO have a brain!

But, the prompt did ask what three objects I couldn’t live without. Well, the first thing that came to mind was my brain. Without a brain, which is the central nervous system for this flesh mech, I, just like the scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz, would simply hang limp on a pole in a corn field.

The second object that’s a must-have for survival, again, can be answered by one of the characters from that old movie, The Wizard of Oz. Remember the Tin Man? Without a heart to pump blood throughout the body, nourishing all of the precious organs that make us flux an flow, we would simply break down, shrivel up and cease to exist!

While I realize you were expecting me to call up the cowardly Lion for my third object needed, I think his courage actually came from his heart, so those two sort of go hand in hand, in my humble opinion. I’m going to call upon our beloved Dorothy… and her little dog too!

What is this thing that I am eluding too? Lungs! How on earth would Dorothy, or Toto for that matter, be a proper example of lungs, you may be asking? Judy Garland, who played the role of Dorothy, had an amazing singing voice, did she not? And, Toto had the ability to bark, which he did a great amount of, in order to protect and save the group of adventurers on several occasions. I am pretty confident in thinking that they both had a decent set of pipes!

Don’t ask me why The Wizard of Oz was the first thing that popped into my head when I read this mornings Daily Prompt question… I’ve no earthly idea.

But, you do have to admit that it worked pretty well. And, I’m being fully honest in choosing a brain, a heart and lungs as the three objects I couldn’t live without. I’m fairly certain that none of us would get along without them, don’t you agree?

In truth, I can get along without every other earthly object if it came down to brass tacks, as they say.

Here, have an apple. I promise, the trees won’t throw them at you…

Potholes…

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What experiences in life helped you grow the most?
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There’s nothing more jarring and/or disconcerting than when your car tire hits a pothole, when you’re driving down the road at full speed!

You’re lucky to keep the car on the road, not to mention, trying to hold onto your coffee without wearing it… am I right?!

I suppose it’s nearly as jarring to hit a speed bump, but at least you get vaulted into the air, so you can keep going. Not a pothole, no no! Those will either stop you in your tracks, trying to catapult you through the windshield… or worse yet, you might just find yourself trying to stay out of oncoming traffic. If you’re lucky, the car’s tires will only rub the curb. I think we’ve all been there at one time, or another.

That’s kind of how life experiences tend to make us grow… by sheer force! Sink or swim, life or death! You have to think fast, choose wisely, and definitely know how to put out fires, stop the bleeding, as well as, knowing where the Band-Aids are hiding!

At least my car (life) comes with a stellar manufacturers warranty. My agent always fixes the damages, putting me back on the road, quickly. I will admit that my car usually ends up facing a new direction, but with a full tank of gas and new driving instructions.

Pothole experiences are where God does his best work, I think. He makes the best corrections, top notch repairs to all damages, and he even provides the most beautiful band-aids.

Cookies?

(2024) Little People…

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Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
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The most precious time in my journey, hands down, was having and raising my three daughters when they were babies!

Don’t get me wrong, I carry their older years in my heart as well, but the baby phase was the most difficult to leave behind.

The doctors said I would never conceive … and if I did, I would not be able to carry a baby to full term, due to my medical history. I had a great many difficulties in my young life, of which, now is not the time or place to go into in any great detail. I will simply say that babies were not supposed to be in my future!

I became pregnant 8 times, losing 5 in order to have the three that I did carry to full term. The sicker I was, the better, because I knew my body was holding on to the pregnancy. I relished every bit of morning sickness, every stretch mark, crazy cravings and chubby pounds I gained.

My first daughter didn’t want to exit the building, forcing the doctor to induce my labor 2 full weeks after my due date… she is my stubborn Drama Queen, to this day!

My second daughter and I both nearly died in childbirth, as my placenta ruptured prematurely, causing an emergency Caesarian section. She was born 2 weeks early and still weighed in at 8 lbs. 6 oz. when she arrived. She was a very fussy baby, being dubbed Kaitlungs… though, to this day, she’s the quietest and most reserved daughter of all three!

My third daughter was the easiest pregnancy, easiest delivery, and tiniest of the three… born 2 weeks early and weighing in at a solid 8 lbs. She literally shot out and landed in my doctors arms, being dubbed the surfing baby! She is most like me, of all my girls… just as strong minded, sassy and bright!

It was after her delivery that my doctor said, no more pregnancies … the risk was just too great for me to continue having babies. Thus, my season of bearing children had finally come to an end.

You may scoff, but I miss every detail of those years… every sleepless night, every tantrum, every band-aid handed out! I miss nursing my babies, changing their diapers, cuddling and rocking them gently, while they slept in my arms.

If I could, I would have bottled up and saved the smell of their breath, their skin… their hair!

If only I had made recordings of their laughter, cries, shouts, whispers and bickering… oh well, no more woulda coulda shoulda, in that regard!

I did make journals for each of them, with letters and stories of things they did and said, that I have saved all these years… I tried so hard to plan ahead, knowing that memories fade and things can so easily be forgotten over time.

Thank goodness I did that, because even if I had to say goodbye to that phase, I can easily go back through those books and memories, remembering and cherishing them over and over. Who knows, maybe one day my daughters will want those books to read with their children… maybe not. I’m still glad I dreamt of them, birthed them, raised them, and wrote things down for them… that way it’s not really goodbye to that phase, is it? My blood runs through their veins… they will always be my babies… and I will forever be their mother!

Here, I decided on pastries this morning…

(2024) Just for a Day…

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If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
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Mary Poppins… Definitely!

I don’t desire to actually look like Mary Poppins, nor am I dreaming of being a Nanny to any child in particular.

To be the woman who could travel by umbrella, I could go anywhere… but that’s not it!

To be able to pop in and out of paintings, allowing me to travel through space and time to visit places I would otherwise never visit… nope, not that either!

For just one day, I would absolutely love to be Mary Poppins, in order to use her magical bag! You know, that carpet bag that could pull out any sort of useful or magical item I might need at the moment. The things I could do with that bag, even if it were only for the time stipulated by the daily prompt.

Just within walking distance of my RV, there are so many things I could use that bag for… like feeding the homeless I see walking around, or going door to door looking for things to hand people, hoping to lighten their burdens and brighten their day. The bag could house money, food, clothes, toys, tools, and/or vitamins and medicines they might not be able to locate.

But it’s more than just using the bag for things… no no… it is the freedom to give, that the bag offers! You see, Mary Poppins took the bag with her everywhere she went. Whatever was inside the bag needed to be taken to where it belonged. Mary Poppins never sent things in her bag through the mail… she always did the foot work herself… or the umbrella travel… or the horse racing… or the tea time on the ceiling… see?

I don’t need Mary Poppins magical loving heart, as I’ve got a real one that offers its own sort of magic… I just need the bag for the day.

Here, have some Mary Poppins style treats…

(2024) When Will We Learn?

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If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why?
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Words can be weapons, same as guns!

When will we learn that words, just like guns, can be use for both good and evil alike?

You can remove all weapons from the hands of a man, but if his heart is still filled with wickedness, he will find a different weapon to replace the one taken!

If you’ve unsuccessfully changed the heart of a man, it won’t matter what words, weapons, or any other tools you give or remove from him… the heart is what determines how the tool is used!

Last I checked, only God can change the heart of a man. So, there simply aren’t any words worth removing, in my humble opinion. There are, however, a couple nefarious characters I’d like to permanently ban, but that’s not what the prompt was asking. We must stick to the prompt, right?!

Here, have a cookie, but you might want to pick off the cartridges first…

Hungry eyes…

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Who are your favorite people to be around?
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At this present moment, my most favorite person to be around is my newest granddaughter, but I’m being partial, I realize.

Truthfully, though, I wouldn’t say that I necessarily have names of people on a list that I’d prefer to be around. I generally love to be around anyone desiring fellowship, needing encouragement, or especially those in need of prayer.

Society currently seems to be buried in their smart phones, completely oblivious to everyone and every thing around them. Nobody holds a door open, or even acknowledges when someone holds it for them. And, there’s little to no eye contact. Get in, get what you need, and get out! Don’t make any sudden movements, or hold eye contact for any length of time, with anyone!

I think the problem stems from many differing sources, and I’ve not the time nor energy to spell them all out. What I do know is that there are indeed those still out there, somewhere, in dire need of love, tenderness, forgiveness, human touch, and guidance.

If you’ve not noticed any hungry eyes near you, then maybe you’ve stopped looking.

I realize how much easier it would be to turn to familiar, and safe favorite people, but perhaps we’ve been called to do much more. What if that’s where the problem lies, deep in the heart of man. Our natural bent is toward self… self-preservation, self-esteem, self-love, and self, self, self! I’m not even off the hook, here.

Having a generous heart is taught, contrary to what some may believe. No one is born with a benevolent heart, even if I think my SugarPlum is perfect in every way! She’ll need to be shown, hopefully, by the village of family that surrounds her on every side.

Perhaps, if more of those villages start popping up, society might have a chance at becoming better than we are, thus far. Just sayin.

Don’t forget your cookie…

Thursday Thoughts…

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How many of those receipt checkers at the grocery store, actually check the list and then compare it to what’s in your cart, item by item?

Why do dogs turn their noses up at certain foods, and yet they’ll happily go for an all-you-can-eat buffet at the litter box?

It’s too bad that people don’t tell lies as adults, like they did when they were children. It would be so much easier to find out the truth of a matter. Most children end up giving themselves away, just by the look on their faces.

Aren’t you glad that they came up with better thermometer’s than were used, back in the day. Could you imagine if adults still had to take their temperature with a baby booty thermometer? I think I’d rather deal with the fever!

Is it me, or are nearly half of our commercials these days made with either really bad actors, movie stars needing to make their mortgages, or simply ai generated ones? It’s like their not even trying to impress the viewer any more.

When asking Google about how many years it’s been since credit card spending became a thing, this was the response I was given…

AI Overview – It has been approximately 30 years since the very beginning of online credit card spending, which took off with the advent of secure, mainstream e-commerce in the mid-1990s. 

  • 1994–1995: The first “secure” online credit card transactions occurred around 1994 (with the introduction of SSL encryption and early browsers like Netscape). Amazon was founded in 1994/1995, marking the beginning of the e-commerce boom.
  • Late 1990s/Early 2000s: Online shopping became more than a novelty and gained momentum in the late 1990s as internet access became more common, with platforms like eBay (1995) and the founding of PayPal (1998) fueling the shift.
  • 2000s onwards: By the mid-2000s, online credit card payments had established themselves as a standard, secure payment method for consumers. 

While the first online transaction was made in 1994, it took several years for it to become truly “mainstream,” making the shift roughly 30 years ago from 2026. 

I never said that my Thursday Thoughts would be organized in any particular way. Most of the time, I simply sit drinking my tea while letting my mind wander over this and that. You might think it odd, or a worrisome habit of what might be called scatterbrain. No matter! I just happen to have a very imaginative and busy brain.

At my age, which is nearing 58, it’s vitally important to keep the brain engaged and actively learning. This is partly why I ask myself random questions and then go look em up on Google. Trying to exercise my brain with those silly phone apps only aggravates me. Anytime they put a timer on a game or activity, it’s no longer fun for this girl. I like to be challenged but not with a timer… too much stress.

Maybe there’s just too much old school in this brain, but if it ain’t broke… well then, don’t try fixing it!