Friday, November 17, 2017

Thanksgiving Thoughts- Kindness as the Twin Pillar of Gratitude


 Even through the dreariness of life's winter seasons, dream of spring.
 Dream it forward. 
~ Lydia Plunk

Photo by Glenda Bona Thompson
For life to be good, kindness should bloom as bountifully as a spring hillside


Image by Gene Sasse

Gratitude is great. But without its twin, kindness, it dies. So spread kindness like wildflower seeds blown in the wind. This is only sure course to choke out the taproots of the saddest of human conditions, the  hardened heart.


 There is scholarly disagreement on whether  these words are properly attributed to Mark Twain. If his name helps spread the wisdom more than 'Anonymous', this is nothing I'll argue with.  


'Wild Blue Yonder' rose bouquet. Image by Gene Sasse.


Kind gestures. Kind words. These are never remembered with regrets. Gather and give.   
Close up by Gene Sasse
Examine your life closely for kindness. In words and deeds.

For us, this past year has been a journey of miracles.  


My husband was in a foreign country when the medical crisis would be ignored no longer. It wasn't a problem the size of a lizard, It was a full-on fire breathing dragon.


To all who helped get him home.... to family members for their loving encouragement...to friends, neighbors  and colleagues whose kindness has included dinners delivered, fruit discovered on the front porch... cards of encouragement, prayers and more ... thank you.    


Sparkling lemonade and cookies 
One of the highlight's of this past month was Pastor Anne Grethe's visit. The Lord is with us everywhere, so  our communion toast in the garden was with sparkling strawberry-lemonade and crackers standing in for wine and bread. Unforgettable. Moving.


Image by Gene Sasse

However difficult life gets- Kind gestures. Kind words. These are never remembered with regrets. They are rays of sunshine through darkest clouds. 

Until we meet again, THANK YOU for all you do to make the world more beautiful. 

Blessings, 

Lydia  

Thank you, Glenda for 31 years of friendship and guidance.

Thank you Gene Sasse  for providing images which light up the screen. 







Saturday, November 11, 2017

In Sickness and in Health- Thoughts from our 42nd Anniversary


"Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: if either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up. 
~Ecclesiastics 4:9
 

My doctor is a young widow. She shared,"There is no handbook for when your husband has brain cancer."

If there was, it would tell you that life is as precious as you decide it is or not. 

As a young bride, I really didn't have a true understanding that either of us would really be called to care for the other in sickness. I certainly did not comprehend the collateral beauty of bonds deepened through trials beyond our control.

'Julia Child' blooms nearly year- round. 

Cancer heightens awareness. Every day is different. Every hour is different. I can recount what has happened the last 4 hours- but the next 4 is always in God's hands. 

'Meerlo' lavender- 
Should have. Would have. Could have. These are useless thoughts. My husband is finally home enjoying time watching me try to keep up with the garden of our hearts.

Take action, or forget it. This summer was time to do something about moving 'Meerlo' lavender up the wish-list. For heat tolerance, it was bred with the constitution of a John Deere tractor. Planted in the hell strip between the spa and our garden, the plantar now  wears the most luxuriant lavender scent. Ever. 

Asclepias Curassavica - butterfly weed
Accepting serious illness is not the same as giving up. A couple holes in the leaves of the milkweed do not deter from its lovely purpose...


For look who comes to dinner. Hang-out. Fly away. To watch the fat-crawly thing encase himself in a chrysalis and then emerge as a butterfly... miracles happen every day... the secret is to notice. Count them... and make them count.

Like our family, this daylily multiplied and spread
As one of my oldest- err- longest friends, artist Charlie Mott advised "Be strong. Be honest. Be present. Always give and accept love. BREATHE." 

Unruly patch of narcissus  
Accept imperfection as part of life. Not everything is equal in importance. 

What I have learned being married more years than single, is that being right is not nearly as important as the relationship itself. Husbands and wives- take care of each other.    

The face of faith and courage. My husband.
Never allow yourself to think of yourself as a victim. That is a dark hole with no benefits.  Choose to LIVE: survive and thrive. 

Thank you to friends and family who have brought real joy to us in what is a challenging- but rewarding- time.   


Lydia