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All Good Things....

Stealing the title of Star Trek's TNG finale. It was a great two-parter. My favorite scene is the last one. Captain Picard, who's never joined the officer's weekly poker game before, shows up and asks if he can play. They welcome him to the table and hand him the deck. I forget what game he called and what cards were wild, though I remember him ending with "and the sky's the limit." That's a neat sentiment to end on. Does the sky have a limit? I suppose it depends on how one defines "sky". There's certainly scientific terms to differentiate the layers and types of clouds and atmosphere levels, but that seems a rather dry way to explain the sky. Poets speak of the sky and the heavens, sometimes interchangeably and other times as distinct places. There's children everywhere who've dreamed of flying, by plane or space shuttle or fighter jet through an endless view of blue. That leads my thoughts the Never Ending Story. Atreyu is task
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Is there a shrink in the house?

It's been a reaaaaally long winter. If you don't live in the midwest you'll just have to take my word on it. Nearly broken snowfall records, dreary days on end and I have gone a bit crazy. Okay I guess 'crazier' is the proper word. Family stuff. Work stuff. Life stuff. I feel like a bear waking up from hibernation; like the woman who's been living my life for the last six months was a different me. And she was in a way. The last six months have been crazy. Good and bad. Exciting and disappointing. High and low.  I have experienced all the rollercoasters of life again and emerge...okay. Certainly not unscathed. Definitely not the same. Three steps forward, two steps back but hopefully still ahead at the end of the day. Back in September my last living grandparent passed away. Harry Patten was 95 and 3/4 years old. Just about three months shy of his 96th birthday. It was hard but no unexpected. But there is no real preparedness for losing a loved one. God ga

Love Like Jesus

I want to live a life of love like Jesus. That doesn't mean I agree with everything you say, but it does mean I allow you to say it. It doesn't mean I agree with everything you believe but it does mean I don't call you stupid or narrow-minded. It doesn't mean I condone everything you do, but it does mean I accept you are your own person with free will and your own choices to make. So, why do I feel like I'm not allowed to be like this? What happens when all my FB friends find out that I love several people who are homosexuals but that I do believe homosexuality is a sin? What happens when you find out that I do believe abortion is murder? What happens when I "come out" as Christian who believes the only way to God is through Jesus Christ? Why am I concerned that speaking my mind will be viewed as hate filled, bigoted small mindedness? (I hope no one that knows me would think that.) I don't think real Christians are allowed in the public square anymore.

2013 is bringing more change....yippee

The title is a little misleading. I’m actually starting to get really excited over some of the changes I started or was thinking about this previous fall and am now implementing. The first is my budgeting. I’ve at least gotten it written down and I’m trying to follow it. There are some things I’m surprised to discover I haven’t accounted for in the budget plan. I’m finding I have to adjust. But I am getting better about tracking my spending. Go me! Next, I’m tackling 2 nd shift again. Long story short, several people at work quit and there was a hole in the schedule that I moved to fill. I was all “woe is me” from the moment I agreed to do it. (I could have pushed it off on another coworker but I try to be a team player when I can to set an example. Plus in the past I’ve gotten pretty lucky on not having a crazy schedule too bad. So it’s my turn to take one for the team, right?) As soon as I let some folk know I’d be missing out on evening activities (shift is 4:30pm-2:30am

Feeling Fine

And by fine I don't mean the Italian Job version: Freaked Out, Insecure, Neurotic and Emotional. (I really enjoy that movie but can't get behind the world view and overall message of the movie but that's another discussion.) No, I'm really doing good. It's a daily struggle but I'm holding on and hanging in there. Seasonal depression kicked in a little early this year, but we're heading it off at the pass. (I'll stop with the metaphors. Probably.) Then again, today was a good day. We'll see what tomorrow brings. I say "we" because God has taught me that I don't face anything in this life alone. Sometimes it's just me and Jesus. A lot of times, Jesus gives me friends, family, co-workers, etc. to be there with me. I praise God for all the people he's given me. Proverbs 27:17 " As iron sharpens iron, so one person sharpens another."  Light therapy and light therapy have been helping. Big "L" light therapy

Writing, too many outlets and news

Soooo, I'm trying to figure out how to import the blog posts from my other blogs to this one. I just don't need three. I'd like to just have the one now and everything I think of can go there. I'll figure it out I'm sure...or I might give in and ask for help. :) I'm looking forward to getting back into writing. I think it will be a good way to channel my energy this fall/winter. My mom got me a subscription to Writer's Digest. It's a great magazine and I'm so happy that it's still got a print edition. I just got my first issue yesterday and I'm excited about several articles. Plus there are numerous writing exercises. V. cool. In other news I just found out that Newsweek is going to end printing at the end of the year. Starting 2013, one will find Newsweek online only. I should be more bummed. I used to enjoy getting Newsweek and reading every week in college, and for several years after. But honestly it's been years since I read it