Loving One Another

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Supporting One Another


Being supportive:
Folks who love one another
Just simply do that!

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These are my TOPS friends –
We meet weekly on Wednesdays,
Weigh and encourage.
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We learn and we laugh
With drama in the weight room.
Yo-yoing is tough!
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One week I am the
Biggest loser of the group;
Next week it’s back on!

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This week Cherrie wore
The hat of great distiction
Congratulations!
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Cherrie
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The hardest part is
Making those darn pounds stay off.
Encouragement helps!

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Do you struggle with
Keeping your body perfect?
Seems like we all do!
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But when I think of
Folks who cannot afford food,
I stop complaining!

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There are many ways
To support One Another.
What is your best way?

Don’t Wait ’til it’s Too Late!


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If you have roses, bless your soul,

Just pin one on my buttonhole

While I’m alive and well – today;

Don’t wait until  I’ve gone away.

 

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Don’t tell the folks I was a saint

Or any old thing that I ain’t.

If you have jam like that to spread,

Please pass it out before I’m dead.

 

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That poem was one of several posted on a piece of cardboard

inside my mom’s kitchen cabinet door. She created the collection

in 1937 from poems posted weekly in the local newspaper.

I have it inside my kitchen cabinet now.

The poet, unknown, went on to write:

 

Don’t go and buy a large bouquet

For which you find it hard to pay.

Don’t mope around and feel all blue –

I may be better off than you.

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My mom had that poem memorized. She recited it often.

I am grateful for her love of poetry.  She passed it on to me.

I told you in a post this week that my sister (age 82) is suffering from Alzheimer’s.

I was thinking of this poem today as I visited a friend in the hospital,

and as I wrote a card to my sis. I included a collage of pictures from our childhood.

Her short-term memory may be fading, but her long-term memory is intact.

Here is a sampling of some of the photos I included:

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She’s on the left. That’s me on the right. We were in junior high here, I think.

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Sally was all dolled up for her senior prom.

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I’m in red (still my favorite color) and pregnant with our first child.

Sally is in black with her husband and their oldest daughter.

That’s our Dad and Mom in the front (you figured that out!)

 

Sometimes a collage of old photos is even better than

pinning a rose on your buttonhole, don’t you think?

 

Just whatever you plan to do, do it!

Don’t wait ’til it’s too late!

What’s Your Next Step?


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It’s easy to get caught up

In the  ABBAABBA  CDECDE

Rhyme Scheme and Rhythm

Of the Italian (Petrarchan) Sonnet

That I have written below.

 

Petrarchan is fun!

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I chose the Italian Sonnet as an exercise today

Because I do love Italy!

My maiden name is DeAngeles, afterall …

“Of Angels” – always seeking higher ground!

I remember a “step to higher ground”

My husband and I took a few years ago:

To this beautiful city of Venice …

A step out of reality

Into a dream world

Where only the blessed tourists and

The residents struggling to make

A livelihood seemed to venture out.

Here’s my step into the higher ground of poetry,

Trying my hand at a Petrarchan:

 


What’s Your Next Step?

A text from a friend of more than fifty years:

“What’s your next step?” she wrote to ask.

I’m retired, I thought, find sunshine in which to bask.

But, though she’s my age, I sensed some tears,

And figured she’d missed some steps in her latter years.

I wondered if she had some sort of task,

A favor perhaps, but her question was a mask,

Designed to seek help while hiding her fears.

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So I waited awhile to send her a reply,

Didn’t want to be flippant or seem like a jerk.

“What step do you have in mind?” I inquired.

She picked up the phone, and I heard her cry,

“I just lost my job. I can’t live without work.”

What help could I be to a friend who’d been fired?

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It was fun to try and create a “Petrarchan.”

You should try it!

 

This was a fiction account,

With a shred of truth;
For indeed I am blessed
With health and security
And a choice of next “steps,”
While I know friends who
Indeed are not and cannot!

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Who will you reach out to today?
And will you try a Petrarchan?

 

My Heart Aches


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My Heart Aches
and
I’m hanging it out to dry
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As the snow falls outside and rests

Heavy on the evergreen branches,

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I rest, too, heavy and troubled in
The warmth of my peaceful indoors.
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My sister’s diagnosis of
Severe dementia and apathy syndrome
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Plucks sadly at my heartstrings

And plays a mournful tune.

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My heart aches to soar

Above the clouds of sadness.

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My feet long to trek

Green paths of creation’s gladness.

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My Heart Aches
and
I’m hanging it out to dry
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Intentionality


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Live Well
Love Much
Laugh Often

What have you done recently that demonstrates
your desire to LIVE WELL intentionally?

Who have you loved recently that demonstrates
your desire to LOVE intentionally?

When have you laughed last in a way that demonstrates
your desire to LAUGH, living in JOY, intentionally?

Ponder these questions – and make this
Happy Thursday a day you can answer
these questions – easily and intentionally!

World’s Six Best Doctors


The World’s Six Best Doctors

 

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  Steve Jobs Died a Billionaire at age 56

This is his final essay:

“I reached the pinnacle of success in the business world.  In some others’ eyes, my life is the epitome of success.  However, aside from work, I have little joy.  In the end, my wealth is only a fact of life that I am accustomed to.  At this moment, lying on my bed and recalling my life, I realize that all the recognition and wealth that I took so much pride in have paled and become meaningless in the face of my death.

You can employ someone to drive the car for you, make money for you but you cannot have someone bear your sickness for you.  Material things lost can be found or replaced.  But there is one thing that can never be found when it’s lost – Life.  Whichever stage in life you are in right now, with time, you will face the day when the curtain comes down.

Treasure love for your family, love for your spouse, love for your friends. Treat yourself well and cherish others.  As we grow older, and hopefully wiser, we realize that a $300 or a $30 watch both tell the same time.  You will realize that your true inner happiness does not come from the material things of this world.  Whether you fly first class or economy, if the plane goes down – you go down with it

Therefore, I hope you realize, when you have mates, buddies and old friends, brothers and sisters, who you chat with, laugh with, talk with, have sing songs with, talk about north-south-east-west or heaven and earth, that is true happiness!  Don’t educate your children to be rich.  Educate them to be happy.  So when they grow up they will know the value of things and not the price.  Eat your food as your medicine, otherwise you have to eat medicine as your food.

The One who loves you will never leave you for another because, even if there are 100 reasons to give up, he or she will find a reason to hold on. There is a big difference between a human being and being human.  Only a few really understand it.  You are loved when you are born.  You will be loved when you die.  In between, you have to manage!

The six best doctors in the world are sunlight, rest, exercise, diet, self-confidence and friends.   Maintain them in all stages and enjoy a healthy life.”

 

Thanks for reading this, my blogging friends. I found it to be sad, and yet very inspirational. Certainly worth reading and heeding. It’s not the six “doctors” I expected to hear about! The absence of faith or any mention of God hit me. I wonder if that void accounted for his sentence, “… aside from work, I have little joy.”

Steve wrote, “You are loved when you are born.” I pray that is true of everyone, but sadly, I fear it is not. I am painfully aware of the fact that some children are born to a parent who does not want him/her. Some are abused, neglected, or abandoned.

Steve wrote, “You will be loved when you die.” I wish that were true for everyone, but sadly, I fear it is not always the case, either. Some people die alone, feeling very unloved.

He said, “… in between, you have to manage.” Yes, we do! But how? What guides your “management”?

Which of his pieces of advice were most meaningful for you? What bits of wisdom would you add?

Thought-provoking, isn’t it?

 

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