VSG Maintenance Group
Thursday, August 30, 2018
Hi Guys,
Life is precious.... And also Choose wisely.... both ring with me today.
Ann, good to see you out and I love the connection with your neice.
Transitions have been on my mind, IRL and on the board . It seems so obvious when you are looking from the outside. We worry about upcoming transitions, put so much energy into today's decisions, as if there isn't another transition right around the corner. As if.
Went to see FIL yesterday, now officially on hospice. There is still humor. You may recall that after 1.5 years of a feeding tube (and not even water by mouth) he is now allowed to eat/drink.
Yesterday, he had a tiny cup of apple juice nearby so I yelled WHAT's THAT? He gets all wild eyed and says I DON'T KNOW BUT BOY IS IT GOOD! When I asked ARE YOU IN PAIN? His said NOT WITH THIS! pointing to the juice. When DH visited, FIL was sleeping with a fork clutched in a tight fist. No food in sight.
I can so relate. I have spent a lot of life worried that someone is going to take away my fork.
Have a great day, Shel
HW:361 SW:304 (VSG 12/04/2014)Mo 1:-32 Mo 2:-13.5 Mo 3: -13.5 Mo 4 -9.5 Mo 5: -15 Mo 6: -15 Mo 7: -13.5 Mo 8: -17 Mo 9: -13 Mo 10: -12.5 11/3/2015 Healthy BMI Reached! Mo 11: -9 Mo 12: -8 12/27/2015 Goal Weight Reached!
I remember that my FIL loved apple juice too in his last days after surgery for colon cancer. My mother had humor at the end too - I think when they are ready, they can relax into it. That's seems odd, but I think it is true. When I told my mother that I wished I had inherited her sense of humor (very dry wit) she said "Well there were just so many things in life you had to laugh about!"
Liz 5'3" HW: 219 SW: 185 GW: 125 LW: 113 Desired maintenance range: 120-125 CW: 119ish
on 8/30/18 5:35 am
Good morning
what a lovely read from you all this morning.
Am still trying to lose the gained pounds and it is truly difficult, but cannot give up.
Am visiting family in two provinces and it has been great. Financially have not been able to see them for some time and I don't know about in the U.S. but airfair here is outrageous. And of course every time you turn around the airlines tack on another fee.
enjoy your weekend.
So totally OT...
A lot has been written about a new book, "Boom Town" written about my hometown.
I feel a bit nostalgic, weepy even, thinking about the Oklahoma City I know and love. Especially at a time when we are wondering if our jobs will allow us to continue to call it our hometown.
My family has been in Oklahoma dating back to my great grandparents. And yet, I don't have a drop of Native American blood!
Oklahoma, to me, embodies American ingenuity. To think of its start, and of course how much the oil field and wildcatters have had to do with its successes and failures.
In my young life, Oklahoma City has changed and is almost unrecognizable from the city when I grew up. One of my first memories was of the Oklahoma City bombing. I was in first grade we felt the boom from miles away. All I knew was that my parents worked downtown and something very bad had happened.
When I was a child, downtown was a kind of abandoned wasteland that shut down after business hours. Several projects have since revitalized downtown "bricktown" area.
I hope I never have to live this (now not so little) home on the prairie. :)
Life is precious. Life is brief. Life presents itself as a vast universe spread out before us when we are five. A school year is an eternity. Fifty years pass and a year is no more than a week - a moment. Time speeds up before us. It is inevitable.
Moments are fleeting. Memories last. A table by the seaside window. As memories fade, a new one is made. One living in the instant. The other drifting over three lives: past, present, future.
Choices are made. The options come. The options go. The outcomes of the choices, however well intended, linger on. Chose well. Chose wisely. That is the advice. Forget not the choices that are kind, empathetic, compassionate, accepting, nurturing.
My thoughts are best cloistered. They dwell within this week for good purpose. My truth is unkindly influenced by less sleep than is warranted and unexpected additions to days already filled. I remember today to choose kindness.
Wonderful, important things to consider posted here this week. As always, much food for thought.
