Funny things overheard…

1.) While shopping at JC Penneys there were two African American women riding up the escalator discussing the quickest way to get back to their car. One lady said she didn’t care as long as it was the fastest because she “has a headache”. Her friend replied by saying “You sound like a white woman!”.

2.) My four-year old niece overheard my sister and her mother-in-law talking about my sister’s blackberry to which my niece asked “can I have a blueberry?”.

3.) My sister’s neighbors came to visit while we were at my sister’s home this past weekend. They have a four-year old. They were getting ready to go on a camping trip and Adam asked the little girl where they were going camping. Her reply? “One movie away”.

Healers and Healing

If needed, to catch you up read my Balance Beam and Mercy posts.

I opened my email yesterday and found this from my Husband. Knowing how much I am struggling he was trying to find something to help give me peace. In addition to having me listen to a 30 minute audio about death from Chuck Swindoll I found this in my email. A poem written by a Kristi A. Dyer.

Healing,
the ancient covenant between physician and patient
a promise to cure,
to save,
and to restore.

Healing
appears in many forms–
The right antibiotics for an infectious organism
The curative chemotherapy for a malignant tumor
The correct diagnosis in a complex case.

But what of the terminal diagnosis
with no treatment options
when your diagnostic skills are no longer required
your presence will not alter the course?

Then
Healing manifests on the purest level–
an extension of the soul,
aiding in the acceptance of the process
finding peace and serenity
on the path leading to transition.

Healing
of  pain,
suffering,
and emotional distress.
No longer with technical devices
and the newest medication.

But just
A cheerful smile
An open ear
A gentle touch
A warm embrace
Taking the time to listen, to be
to share a part of yourself.

Healing
becomes an expression of caring and love.
The greatest gift of all
may be the ability
to walk with a person
help provide them with strength
and courage

Man I love this guy

Actually, I call him boy. And have so for as long as I can remember. Either boy or brother but never by his name. Not sure why. He calls me sister. Just kind of a strange thing really but it works for us. Next to Adam I can honestly say that he is really my best friend.

Adam and I have been sorting through thousands (literally) of pictures to put together a slide show for my niece’s upcoming graduation and I stumbled across these photos that I NEVER saw. Some of the pictures we are going through came off of my sister’s hard drive so I haven’t seen until now. I ’bout fell off my chair folks when I saw these three. My sister’s dog Copper had some sort of injury last year and had to wear the infamous cone but I never heard of this happening! And, yes it is a REAL lampshade around his neck and yes I bet he will be real shocked when he sees these pictures on here as he probably never thought they would re-surface. Brother~you’re the best. You crack me up!

A much needed day of fun

On Saturday we went to the Amazing Pizza Factory (and let me just say this….it was amazzzzinnnggg!!!) in Omaha with Jason, Missy and the kids. We’ve never been and it was sooo much fun. It is like Chuck-e-cheese on steroids so is ten times better. Even the food is way better. There were games, go-karts, bumper cars, a roller-coaster, bowling, mini-golf and I’m sure I am forgetting something. The kids behaved and so did Adam. He has a ticket fetish. You know those games…the ones where you win tickets. Ah, boy~if he were a gambling man we would be in trouble. We had 1600 tickets at the end so for those of you that understand the whole Amazing Pizza Factory/Chuck-e-cheese ticket lingo you know that is incredible. I mean you get to pick like a race car from the prize booth, not just a pencil or sucker. The race car isn’t one that is battery-operated or anything, it is like a little match box car but still…this is the big time people!

I tell ya…those kids. They’re the bestest. And, we are sure going to miss them (and their parents too I guess). Yep, Jason is now gainfully employed (Praise Jesus) and they will be moving to Tulsa. While he is going this week, Missy and the kids won’t be following completely until this summer. Our heart’s ache with the loss of their close friendship but God is good. They are blessed and boy did they need it! I better stop now as I’m getting a little teary and I was determined to make this a “fun” post as compared to my more recent ones. Here you have Adam and I making goofs of ourselves: