Out With Old In With The New

Gosh, where did 2010 go? It flew by so fast I feel like I'm spinning in circles from the aftermath. I embrace the beginning of 2011 with a new frame of mind and a new attitude. The question is how long will it last.  LOL Like most resolutions after the first few weeks we fall back into our normal rut and there goes our best laid plans.

I have a lot of goals for 2011. Although it's questionable how much I will fully accomplish. Getting organized and using my time wisely has certainly got to be at the top of the list. January is always a busy time for me. Both my online writing class, where I mentor other writers at F2K, and my normal teaching job starts this month. Then of course, there's the grand babies. Boy am I going to miss them when they leave. I'm wondering what kind of withdrawal symptoms I'll face. Will I need rehab to get over the addiction?

It will be time to pick Jack up from school soon and not a lot gets done after that, so I best run and accomplishwhat I can. Still another filing cabinet drawer to sift through, copies of my teaching manuals to make,  wash to be done, and oh yeah, what are we going to have for supper?  :D

Have a wonderful day and a super weekend.

A Ray of Hope

There are times in life when we fall, we fail, we get dumped on, feel crumpled, and dejected. Sometimes it’s the result of decisions we make and sometimes it’s due to unavoidable circumstances that come our way.

Life can often times make us feel worthless for any number of reasons. We may even feel as if we are being buried alive under the piles of dirt that life throws our way. But regardless, we must go on.

How? We look around us and search for the good. You may be thinking I can’t see the good through the dirt, keep digging it’s there; in the smile of a loved one, a hug, a kind word, a ray of sunshine, a drop of rain.

The worth of life and the worth of who we are is a combination of good and bad. Flowers cannot bloom without a mixture of sunshine and rain, which works together to help them grow into beautiful blossoms worthy of attention. We are no different.

No one is perfect; no life is perfect. However, we are each a creation of God, which makes us one of life’s miracle’s. And that my friend makes you priceless.

Regardless of what life throws your way you are special to someone. You touch the lives of others just by being who you are. Your very existence on this earth makes you worthy and invaluable to the lives of those you have touched.

granny

If God brings you to it - He will bring you through it.

Think About It

“The longer I live, the more I realize the impact of attitude on life. Attitude, to me, is more important than facts. It is more important than the past, the education, the money, than circumstances, than failure, than successes, than what other people think or say or do. It is more important than appearance, giftedness or skill. It will make or break a company... a church... a home. The remarkable thing is we have a choice everyday regarding the attitude we will embrace for that day. We cannot change our past... we cannot change the fact that people will act in a certain way. We cannot change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude. I am convinced that life is 10% what happens to me and 90% of how I react to it. And so it is with you... we are in charge of our attiutdes.

~Charls R Swindoll -quotes (American Writer and Clergyman, b.1934)

Your Bank Account

This was passed to me through an e-mail. I have no idea who the author is so that I might give him/her credit, but it sure spoke to my heart as I hope it will yours. It's not all about the money.

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This is AWESOME....something we should all remember.

A 92-year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who is fully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hair fashionably combed and shaved perfectly, even though he is legally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. After many hour s of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursing home, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, I provided a visual description of his tiny room, including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on his window.

'I love it,' he stated with the enthusiasm of an eight-year-old having just been presented with a new puppy.

'Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait.'

'That doesn't have anything to do with it,' he replied.

'Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether I like my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture is arranged .. it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided to love it. 'It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up. I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting the difficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longer work, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open, I'll focus on the new day and all the happy memories I've stored away. Just for this time in my life.

Old age is like a bank account. You withdraw from what you've put in.
So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot of happiness in the bank account of memories!
Thank you for your part in filling my Memory bank. I am still depositing.'
Remember the five simple rules to be happy:

1. Free your heart from hatred.
2. Free your mind from worries.
3. Live simply.
4. Give more.
5. Expect less.

Have a nice day, unless you already have other plans.

May blessing pour down on you from heaven.
Granny