Sunday, November 27, 2011

count all the things you have that money can’t buy

My mother showed this to me the other day.
A beautiful story.
Isn't that what moms are meant for... never failing to put a smile on their child's face?
And it's very fitting for this blog.


"37 Seconds To Read: May Change Your View For A Lifetime" was a post by Eric Allen Bell on April 2, 2011 on his blog called "Global One TV Inward Revolution Creates Outward Revolution"


Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.

Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band – he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’


Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.

‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Family

This is unusual... it's 9 o'clock on a weeknight and The Big Bang Theory isn't blaring on the TV; so loud that I want to scream.

I'm sitting in my freshly cleaned pajamas, drinking a large mug of Twinnings Earl Grey Tea. The house is dead silent tonight. It's beautiful. If I wanted I could turn on some soft Counting Crows ; but this silence is precious. It happens so seldom that it is something to be cherished.

I'm beginning to feel the emotions described to me by last year's graduates. "Enjoy grade eleven while you can; grade 12 is hard and stressful." They warned.

figuring out your future
school applications
mounds of homework
sports
scholarship applications
work
social life
family commitments
community involvement
and lastly
... sleep


This past little while more than ever, I've been feeling the pressure. The effects of sleep-deprivation are beginning to catch up with me. Last night I was so exhausted I had to go to bed at 8.

In stressful times like these, you need to have something to look forward to. Something to motivate you to keep going.

For me right now, it is this...

It's my trip to Lethbridge next weekend to see my Grandma and Grandpa who just yesterday celebrated their 58th Anniversary.

It's being there to celebrate my Grandparent's 50th Wedding Anniversary.


It's about seeing these cousins who I don't see nearly enough for my satisfaction. (Tegan- on the right- turned 14 today!)

I'm excited to visit this place, where I spent every summer of my childhood climbing hay stacks and picking strawberries.

Realizing that it probably felt like yesterday that my mother's family was the same age as mine is now. How precious time is.

The three Odland girls.

It's the precious family moments like this.

The graduations.

The sisterly-love.

The card games.

The parent-to-be's.

It's the bromances.

Right now, it's my family that keeps me going.