A New Journey – day 17

Wow.  It’s been 17 days now since I heard the doctor say the “c” word.  I feel like I’m in limbo – some kind of netherworld, where you can’t move forward and can’t move backward.  All you can do is wait.  My next test isn’t scheduled until the 17th of this month, so I have ten more days to sit here and overthink everything.  Waiting is hard.

For some reason I thought it would be different than it is.  I thought I would feel different, look different, think different, act different.  But really, nothing has changed.  I go to bed at night, read my book and fall asleep.  I get up, go about my daily activities, do what needs to be done, and pretty much behave as normal.  Life just goes on, like it always does.

Sometimes there are reminders, one’s that I can’t ignore, of what is happening in my body.  Sometimes I wish the incessant bleeding would just stop.  Sometimes I wish I didn’t feel so fatigued.  But I remind myself that these things will pass once the tests are done, and my doctor and I discuss treatment options.  I guess I want everything to be over and done with.

I haven’t been writing much, because there really isn’t much to write about lol.  I’ve had good days.  I’ve had bad days.  But the best days are the ones that I can spend laughing with my friends, enjoying myself with people I love, and doing the things I love to do.

Again, I want to thank you all for your prayers, for your friendship, for your love.  I want to thank you for the laughter, and for your understanding when I get a little cranky or forgetful.  I praise God for all of you!

Blessings!

Just Some Thoughts…

It’s been a quiet few days around here.  My next test isn’t scheduled until October 17th, so I’ve had lots of time to rest, read, and do a few things I love doing.  I’ve also been doing a lot of “watching” and thinking.

One of my favourite places on the web is Facebook.  I have a wonderful group there, and have met many people from around the globe.  Some have become very close and very dear to me.  It’s also a great place to catch up on news of friends and family that you normally wouldn’t hear otherwise.  I even get to “spy” unobtrusively on my nieces and nephews and watch them learn and grow.

I have noticed tho, that many of the people I know behave totally differently on a social networking site than they do in person.  It seems almost as if the normal social constraints that guide our behaviour get thrown out the window in a social networking site.  I’m assuming part of it is having so many “game” friends in facebook that you have never met, and don’t really communicate with.  Another part, I think, is that people think as long as they are hiding behind a computer screen, they can do or say whatever they please without repercussion.  Yet I still find myself totally shocked at times.

I have always tried to govern my behaviour, both on and off the computer, according to a set of ethics and standards that I was taught growing up.  I believe that one should always treat others the same way they would like to be treated.  I try and treat everyone with kindness and respect until such time as they prove they don’t deserve it.  I know that I’m strong-willed and opinionated, and I LOVE getting on my soapbox.  However, I don’t always expect people to agree with my opinions, and I don’t get rude to those who don’t agree.  Perhaps that is why I’m so shocked when I see others behave in ways that totally go against the grain of social norms and constraints.

I have seen women use language that would make an oil-rigger blush, over not being given a gift from a game!  I’ve seen men who are normally too shy to say hello to a woman in person, stalking and sexually harassing women in public on facebook.  I’ve seen young mothers with small children posting about their drinking binges and sexual conquests, and I have to shake my head and wonder if mothers truly act this way, or are trying to “impress” others for some reason unknown and unfathomable to me.  I’ve seen hate campaigns in facebook that make Hitler and Idi Amin look like amateurs.

On the other side of the coin, I have seen people, mostly women, allow others to walk all over them, because they are worried about upsetting or offending someone they hardly know.

I truly believe that as more and more people start entering the world of social networking, for whatever reason, that we all need to learn to develop some set of ethics and rules to guide our behaviour, just like we follow in our normal, every day lives.  It isn’t alright to threaten someone, just because you can hide behind a computer monitor.  It isn’t ok to deride or belittle someone just because they can’t see your face or hear your voice.  And it isn’t ok to allow others to do it to you, either.  As the computer becomes more and more the prime source of socialization for many in our aging and disabled population, I believe we will have to learn to care about each other and perhaps even protect each other in a whole new way.

Just some thoughts…

Blessings!

Day 8 of a New Journey

Dear Lord, please give me strength today, for I am feeling very weak.

Dear Lord, please give me rest today, for I am feeling very tired.

Dear Lord, please give me comfort today, for I am feeling pain.

Dear Lord, please give me peace today, for I am worried about a sick friend.

Dear Lord, please give me hope today, for I am feeling despair.

Dear Lord, please give me laughter today, for I am feeling sorrow.

In your name Jesus, Amen

Blessings!

Day 5 – A Delightful Day!

Today has been an absolutely delightful day, and my spirits are soaring.  I feel calmer and very much at peace now.

This morning I had an appointment with the most amazing doctor.  He has an awesome sense of humour and a laff as deep as a bass drum.  He was a joy to spend time with, and he had both Rick and I feeling 100% calmer about the whole situation.  He didn’t tell me much I hadn’t learned already thru some heavy research, but he assured me that my chances of survival are about 100%.  The treatment options are pretty well the same, whether or not my problem was cancer or non-cancerous lol.  He also told me that, believe it or not, my SMOKING, of all things could be the one thing that has saved my life.  Because smoking is an estrogen suppressant, it has immensely slowed the progress of the cancer, and he doubts if its much past stage 1.  What an example of God being able to take our faults and flaws and turning them for good!!!

I have a test scheduled for two weeks down the road, not sure exactly what day yet, which will tell them more about the progression and what treatment options will be available.  This test or procedure has a huge long name that I can’t even remember.  All I know is it involves another camera and some more deep probing…ow ow ow…but hey, I survived the last one, and I’ll survive this one.  I’m actually grateful I have two weeks to rest up for this, because the last series of tests really did me in physically.  I could barely move afterward, and felt my first serious pain in the process.  But a few days of lots of sleep have pretty well resolved the pain.

Anyhow, I feel like I’m FLYING today lol.  I had nothing but good news today, and hope…lots and lots of hope!!!!  I know this isn’t over by a long shot, but I do know that with God and Dr. A on my side, I’m gonna win this battle.

I can’t begin to express the gratitude I feel for my family and the many loving friends God has blessed me with, for the prayers and love that have been sent my way.  You all make the bad days just a little better, the good days a celebration, and give me a reason to haul my tired ass outta bed some days, and keep going!  Keep laughing, keep loving, keep praying, and keep misbehavin’!  You bring me much JOY!

Blessings!

Day 3 of a New Journey

Today has been a hard day.  I can’t seem to move past the exhaustion today for some reason.  But I knew there would be days like this.

Had a little disappointment today.  After driving to the Dr. I was supposed to see, we found out he had been called out for an emergency.  So we are now rescheduled for Wednesday morning.  It’s not a big deal, just a little bump in the road.  Sigh…I could have been sleeping instead lol.

Nothing else has really changed.  It’s just another ordinary Monday.

Ty all for the little notes about my hair, roflmao.  They made me smile.  And yes, Cindy, if I dye my hair PURPLE I will definitely post pictures for all of you.

Blessings to all until tomorrow!

Day 2

It is Well With My Soul Such a beautiful song I just needed to share!

Somehow, I feel like I should be feeling “different”, but I don’t. Everything feels the same. The only thing different from a few days ago is the knowledge that something is growing inside my body and needs to be dealt with. There is no pain. There is no visible change. Only knowledge.

One thing I am feeling today is overwhelmed. I am overwhelmed by the love and support I am receiving from people all over the world. I am overwhelmed by the sheer number of people who are praying for me. I am overwhelmed by the messages of love. I am overwhelmed to be hearing from old friends and family members that I haven’t heard from for decades. I am overwhelmed by the fact that many of you are feeling more distraught than I am about my illness. I don’t think I truly realized how much I was loved until the past few days. I am overwhelmed by the blessings God has sent my way in all of you.

Mostly, tho, I am overwhelmed by the peace that I am feeling. I always thought that if I received a diagnosis of any kind of “potentially fatal” illness or disease, I would be frightened, stressed, fearful and edgy. Amazingly I am none of those things right now. I know I have some hard days to face. I know that eventually, there will be some kind of pain, either emotional or physical. I know there will be loss, but there will also be gain.

Last night I lay in bed thinking about all of this, and the thing that crossed my mind the most was my hair. Oh Vanity – thy name is HAIR lol. I have nurtured my long hair most of my life, rarely letting a scissors near it. Long, baby soft, curly, now silver … but my pride and joy. If I do have to face chemo, I have decided that before they blast me with any radiation, I will shave my head, donate my locks, and buy myself the brightest, most outlandish scarf I can find!

There really isn’t much more to say today. Today is a day designated for laughter and rest, for enjoyment and fellowship. Tomorrow is another appointment, and more decisions to make. I am tired. But I am happy. I am at peace. I am BLESSED. I am loved. I am God’s!

Blessings!

A New Journey

Today I start a new journey. As much as I wish it was destination Florida or New Zealand to visit some dear friends…this one is gonna be a little longer and a lot harder. I have been diagnosed with uterine cancer.

I’ve lost some friends and family members to cancer. I have spent endless hours talking to them before they passed away, and listened to their stories, their struggles, and their thoughts on what they would change about their choices if they had a chance to start again. Each one of them faced their battle differently.

I have often thought that if I ever heard that word come from my doctor’s mouth, I would opt to do nothing, live my life as normally as possible for what time I had left, and go quietly and gently into the night. Strangely tho, now that I’ve actually heard that word, and had my initial cry, I feel quite differently. I’m not ready to let go of this life just yet. I’m not ready to say goodbye to my friends, my family, and the things I so very much love. I don’t want my mother to have to grieve for a 2nd lost child. I don’t want my husband to experience another loss in his life. He’s already lost way too much. I still have way to much loving, tormenting, teasing, and giving to do. I have too many laughs left in me that haven’t been laughed. I have too many tears left that haven’t been shed. I have too much love left that hasn’t been shared. I guess I’m just not the type to go “quietly and gently into the night”.

I do not want Pity. I do not ask “why me”. This is the lot God has cast my way, and I accept that. I also believe that He will be with me every step of the way. I believe there is a purpose for this, as there has been for everything else in my life. I also know that He has provided me with many blessings…a loving husband, a loving family, friends from all over the world who are sending love and prayers.

I am going to try and blog my way thru this all, not only as catharsis for myself, but to let my friends and family know what’s happening in a way that is not intrusive on their lives. They can choose whether or not to follow along.

I don’t feel ready, but who does? Let the journey BEGIN!

Blessings!

Remembering…

A year ago Joe passed away.  It broke my heart but some things you just have no control over.  Funny how things happen in your life, and people come into your life for a very short time, but make a huge impact on you. 

TJ and Joe were brothers, not by blood, but by heart and soul.  I met TJ through a game on facebook.  He was fighting his way through stage 4 leukemia when I met him, and I only knew him for a few short weeks.  But we got to be good friends, and spent many a sleepless night sharing our stories with each other, helping each other make it thru the dark times, until the sunlight showed up and we went on with our regular lives.

One day, while TJ went for chemo, he left his laptop signed into facebook.  His friend Joe sent me a message, introducing himself and thanking me for being TJ’s friend.  Until then, I didn’t even know Joe existed.  He was TJ’s best friend, brother, and caregiver.  He had moved into TJ’s home in order to look after him.  For the next couple of weeks, the three of us spend a lot of hours on the computer together, chatting, crying, and laffing together.  Joe was a pilot for Flights for Life, and when he got called out on an emergency, I would be left to “babysit” TJ.  Because of Joe, I was able to “be” at TJ’s bedside when he breathed his last breath.  Because of Joe, I was able to say a final goodbye to TJ.  Because of TJ, Joe and I became good friends.  I had made a promise that I would do my best to help Joe throught the inevitable depression that would follow.  I kept that promise to the best of my ability.  I can’t even begin to explain the rollercoaster ride that followed TJ’s death on December 22, 2011.  Joe lost his mother 4 days later, when she had a stroke and fell down a flight of stairs.  Then on new year’s eve, Joe went to the mountains, to fulfill a promise he had made to TJ.  He ended up passing out in the snow because of a diabetic coma, and wasn’t found for a few hours.  After returning home, Joe suffered from pneumonia and more problems with his diabetes and ended up hospitalized.  He never came home from the hospital.  A month later, Joe joined his mother and his brother in Heaven.

Joe had the biggest heart in the world.  All he wanted was to make a difference, to be able to help people.  When he found out he couldn’t do that anymore, he gave up on life.  He felt there was nothing left for him here.  He didn’t kill himself.  He just chose not to live anymore. 

I often wonder why these two men were brought into my life, or me theirs.  I still cry when I think about them.  I do know that I now have two Texas angels looking after me every day though.

Before he died, Joe sent me an email, containing a story he had written.  It’s a beautiful story.  And today, on the anniversary of his first year in Heaven, I want to share this story.  I’m not going to change a word.  I’m going to copy and paste it exactly the way Joe sent it to me.  Maybe, just maybe, Joe can go on touching people’s lives a little more!

BENTLEY THE BEAR
 
     ONCE UPON A TIME, IN THE DEEP PINEY WOODS, THERE LIVED A BIG BLACK GRIZZLY BEAR, BENTLEY WAS HIS NAME.  NOW, BENTLEY WAS NOT YOUR AVERAGE GRIZZLY BEAR.  NO SIR.  BENTLEY WAS QUITE DIFFERENT FROM ALL THE OTHER BEARS THAT LIVED IN FREEMAN’S FOREST.  POOR OLD BENTLEY WAS BALD.  NOT ONE HAIR WAS ON TOP OF HIS HEAD.  WHAT A TERRIBLE MISFORTUNE FOR THE BIGGEST GRIZZLEY BEAR IN THE FOREST.  NONE OF THE OTHER FOREST ANIMALS RESPECTED BENTLEY BECAUSE OF HIS BALD HEAD.  INSTEAD OF BEING AFRAID OF BENTLEY, THEY WOULD LAUGH AND MAKE FUN OF HIM. ESPECIALLY LEON THE LION.  ANYTIME LEON WOULD SEE BENTLEY, HE WOULD YELL, “HEY BALDY”.  THE OTHER FOREST CREATURES WOULD STAND BY LAUGHING AS LEON PRANCED AROUND BENTLEY.  AS TEARS WELLED UP IN BENTLEY’S EYES, HE WOULD TURN AND RUN AND HIDE IN HIS CAVE.  THERE HE WOULD SIT AND CRY UNTIL ALL THE OTHER ANIMALS HAD GONE AWAY.
     ONE DAY, BENTLEY DECIDED HE WAS TIRED OF BEING PICKED ON, AND LAUGHED AT, SO HE RAN AWAY FROM HIS DEN.  WALKING FOR DAYS THROUGH THE DARK FOREST, BENTLEY WOULD ONLY STOP LONG ENOUGH TO CATCH SOME RAINBOW TROUT OR ROB A TREE OF ITS HONEY.  BENTLEY WOULD NOT STOP FOR VERY LONG, BECAUSE HE WAS ON A MISSION.  WHEN BENTLEY WAS JUST A BABY BEAR CUB, HIS MOTHER TOLD HIM STORIES ABOUT A HUGE PINE TREE IN THE MIDDLE OF FREEMAN’S FOREST WHICH GRANTED WISHES.  IT WAS A VERY SPECIAL PINE TREE AND BENTLEY KNEW IF HE COULD JUST FIND THIS TREE, ALL HIS TROUBLES WOULD GO AWAY.  THIS PINE TREE HAD THE POWER TO GRANT WISHES, BUT ONLY IF YOUR HEART WAS IN THE RIGHT PLACE AND YOU TRULY DESERVED THEM.  ON THE FIFTH DAY OF BENTLEY’S JOURNEY, HE FINALLY FOUND THE WISHING PINE TREE.  HE LOOKED UP AND SAW THE TALLEST, FULLEST, AND GREENEST PINE TREE HE HAD EVER SEEN IN HIS LIFE.  TO MAKE HIS WISH COME TRUE, HE WOULD HAVE TO WALK AROUND THE TRUNK OF THE TREE THREE TIMES BACKWARDS.  THEN HE HAD TO KNOCK ON THE TRUNK OF THE TREE TWICE, AND WITH HIS EYES CLOSED HE WOULD THEN HAVE TO REPEAT HIS WISH OUTLOUD.  BENTLEY WAS SO EXCITED HE COULDN’T WAIT TO BEGIN.  AS HE BEGAN TO WALK BACKWARDS, HE CIRCLED THE TREE ONCE AND THEN BEFORE HE COULD COMPLETE HIS SECOND LAP, BENTLEY TRIPPED AND FELL DOWN.  LOOKING TO SEE WHAT HAD CAUSED HIS FALL, HE NOTICED A LITTLE GREY RABBIT HAD GOTTEN IN HIS WAY.  REACHING DOWN TO HELP THE FURRY RABBIT UP, BENTLEY RECOGNIZED HIS BEST BUDDY, RODNEY.  OF ALL THE ANIMALS IN FREEMAN’S FOREST, RODNEY WAS BENTLEY’S VERY BEST FRIEND.  RODNEY TOLD BENTLEY HE WAS FOLLOWING HIM BECAUSE HE WAS CURIOUS TO KNOW WHAT BENTLEY WAS DOING SO FAR AWAY FROM HOME.  RODNEY HAD NEVER LAUGHED OR TEASED BENTLEY BECAUSE OF HIS BALD HEAD, BECAUSE HE KNEW BENTLEY WAS A GENTLE BEAR WITH MANY FINE QUALITIES THAT WERE MORE IMPORTANT THAN ANY OUTWARD APPEARANCES.
     AS BENTLEY STOOD THERE HOLDING RODNEY IN HIS PAWS, RODNEY ASKED BENTLEY WHAT HE WAS DOING AT THE WISHING PINE TREE.  BENTLEY APOLOGIZED FOR STEPPING ON RODNEY AND TRIED TO EXPLAIN HOW MUCH HE WANTED TO BE LIKE ALL THE REST OF THE BLACK GRIZZLY BEARS IN FREEMAN’S FOREST.  RODNEY LOOKED AT BENTLEY WITH SADDNESS IN HIS EYES, BUT HE WAS TO TIRED AND WEAK TO TALK BENTLEY OUT OF MAKING THIS BIG MISTAKE.  WHEN BENTLEY ASKED RODNEY WHY HE THOUGHT MAKING HIS WISH WAS WRONG, RODNEY EXPLAINED THAT GOD HAD MADE BENTLEY JUST THE WAY HE WAS FOR A SPECIAL REASON, AND BENTLEY SHOULD NOT TRY AND CHANGE HIS LOOKS.  BENTLEY TOLD RODNEY THAT, HE BEING A  PERFECT FURRY GREY RABBIT JUST WOULD NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HORRIBLE IT WAS TO BE A BALD GRIZZLY BEAR, WHICH EVERYBODY TEASED AND LAUGHED AT.  BENTLEY PUT RODNEY DOWN UNDER ANOTHER PINE TREE, AND BEFORE RODNEY COULD SAY ANOTHER WORD, BENTLEY HAD BEGUN WALKING BACKWARDS AROUND THE WISHING PINE TREE ONCE AGAIN.  AFTER COMPLETING HIS THIRD LAP AND CLOSING HIS EYES TIGHT, BENTLEY KNOCKED ON THE TRUNK OF THE PINE TREE TWICE AND ROARED OUT, “I WISH I HAD HAIR ON THE TOP OF MY BALD HEAD!”  IMMEDIATELY , THICK BLACK HAIR BEGAN TO GROW ON BENTLEY’S HEAD.  BENTLEY GRABBED RODNEY AND SWUNG HIM AROUND.  BENTLEY WAS SO HAPPY AND EXCITED THAT HIS WISH HAD BEEN GRANTED HE COULD HARDLY WAIT TO RETURN TO FREEMAN’S FOREST AND SHOW ALL THE OTHER FOREST ANIMALS HIS NEW HAIR.
     BENTLEY WAS EAGER TO GO HOME, SO HE BEGAN RUNNING AND POOR LITTLE RODNEY HAD TROUBLE KEEPING UP WITH HIS FRIEND.  RODNEY GROWING TIRED FAILED TO SEE A HOLE IN THE GROUND AND TUMBLED HEAD FIRST INTO THE HOLE.  BENTLEY HEARD HIS LITTLE BUDDIES CRIES FOR HELP AND RAN BACK TO SEE WHAT HAD HAPPENED.  ALTHOUGH THE HOLE WAS WIDE AT THE OPENING, IT BECAME NARROW AT THE BOTTOM. BENTLEY REALIZED THAT BECAUSE OF HIS NEWLY GROWN THICK BLACK HAIR, HE WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO HELP HIS BUDDY AND DEAREST FRIEND RODNEY.  EACH TIME BENTLEY TRIED TO REACH DOWN IN THE HOLE FOR RODNEY, HIS HAIR WOULD FALL DOWN OVER HIS EYES, AND HE COULD NOT SEE.  AS RODNEY WAS LYING HELPLESS AND SCARED IN THE BOTTOM OF THE HOLE HE BEGAN TO CRY.  BENTLEY WAS FILLED WITH SHAME. IF BENTLEY HAD ONLY LISTENED TO RODNEY AT THE WISHING PINE TREE AND NOT WORRIED SO MUCH ABOUT HOW HE LOOKED, HE WOULD BE ABLE TO HELP HIS LITTLE FRIEND OUT OF THIS HOLE.  BENTLEY KNEW THER WAS ONLY ONE THING LEFT TO DO.  RUNNING AS FAST AS HE COULD, HE WENT BACK TO THE WISHING PINE TREE.  REACHING THE TREE QUICKLY, HE WALKED BACKWARDS AROUND THE TREE THREE TIMES, ALL THE TIME BENTLEY WAS THINKING ABOUT HIS FRIEND RODNEY WHO WAS DEPENDING ON HIM TO COME BACK AND SAVE HIM.  BENTLEY CLOSED HIS EYES TIGHT ONCE AGAIN, AND KNOCKED TWICE ON THE TRUNK OF THE TREE.  AS IF IN PRAYER, BENTLEY PLEADINGLY ASKED TO BE BALD ONCE AGAIN.  TOUCHING THE TOP OF HIS HEAD, BENTLEY KNEW HIS WISH HAD BEEN GRANTED AND HE WAS ONCE AGAIN THE BALD HEADED BLACK GRIZZLY BEAR HE WAS.  WASTING NO MORE TIME BENTLEY RAN BACK TO HELP RODNEY.  WHEN BENTLEY GOT BACK TO THE HOLE, HE KNEALT DOWN AND WAS NOW ABLE TO SEE WHERE HIS WEAK LITTLE FRIEND RODNEY WAS STUCK.  REACHING DOWN INTO THE HOLE, BENTLEY CAREFULLY PICKED RODNEY UP AND BROUGHT HIM TO SAFETY.  RODNEY CLUTCHED BENTLEY AROUND THE NECK TIGHTLY AND THANKED HIM FOR SAVING HIS LIFE.  BENTLEY TOLD RODNEY NO THANKS WERE NECESSARY BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT FRIENDS ARE FOR.  IT WAS NOW RODNEY, WHO COULD HARDLY WAIT TO RETURN TO FREEMAN’S FOREST.  RODNEY WANTED TO SHARE THE STORY WITH ALL THE OTHER FOREST ANIMALS, ABOUT WHAT A SACRIFICE BENTLEY HAD MADE, JUST TO SAVE HIS LIFE.  MUCH LIKE GOD’S SACRIFICE FOR US BY ALLOWING HIS SON TO DIE ON THE CROSS TO SAVE OUR LIVES.  RODNEY RUNNING ON AHEAD OF BENTLEY, BEGAN TELLING OF THEIR GREAT ADVENTURE.  RODNEY TOLD THE FOREST ANIMALS ABOUT HOW BENTLEY HAD GIVEN UP SOMETHING THAT HE HAD REALLY WANTED IN ORDER TO SAVE RODNEY FROM DANGER.  WHEN BENTLEY FINALLY ARRIVED, THE ANIMALS BEGAN TO CLAP AND CHEER FOR HIM.  EVEN LEON THE LION WAS PROUD OF WHAT BENTLEY HAD DONE FOR RODNEY.  NO LONGER WOULD THE ANIMALS LAUGH OR TEASE BENTLEY.  BENTLEY FINALLY HAD WHAT HE HAD WANTED ALL ALONG, THEIR RESPECT.  IT DID NOT MATTER IF HE WAS BALD OR NOT.  BENTLEY NOW HAD FRIENDS WHO CARED ABOUT HIM.  RODNEY TAUGHT BENTLEY A VERY IMPORTANT LESSON:  BE CONTENT WITH WHO YOU ARE AND DO NOT TRY AND BE SOMETHING YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE, BECAUSE GOD MADE YOU JUST THE WAY YOU SHOULD BE.  BENTLEY THE BEAR AND RODNEY THE RABBIT REMAINED BEST FRIENDS AND LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER IN FREEMAN’S FOREST.  THE END.
 
                                                                         JOE WELCH 
 
I miss you TJ.
I miss you Joe.

The End of the World

Ah, tis finally here, the infamous Dec. 21, 2012.  Officially, it’s the first day of winter in the northern hemisphere, although here we’ve been suffering winter weather for well over a month.  But I can bitch about the weather anytime.  Today I want to talk about the end of the world!

As I was gathering names from a contest I am running in a facebook group, I noticed a comment from one of the girls, asking if they would get their prizes before the world ends.  Of course, I broke out giggling, as I usually do.  Then I thought, “what a wonderful idea for a short blog (while I’m still giggling)”.  So here I am, trying to think of something absolutely profound to write, to stir people’s souls, and the only thing I can really think of is “why couldn’t our mortgage company have put off our payment for a couple of days, just in case???”.  

I’m pretty sure most people are taking this whole Mayan prophecy with a grain of salt.  However, I remember a time when people took something like this much more seriously…Y2K. It was just 13 short years ago, and if I remember correctly, we were all a little concerned about massive computer failures and the end of our society as we knew it.  It seemed our entire survival network depended on computer technology to run smoothly, and should that fail, planes would fall from the sky, our power networks and gas networks would fail.  We would be without lights, heat, and omg…television and the computer.  We all dutifully stocked up on canned goods, water, flashlights and batteries.  I think I still have some of those batteries!  On new year’s eve, 1999, we sat, waiting for the worst to happen.  Midnight came and went…1 a.m….2 a.m…and finally we gave up and went to bed, somewhat disappointed and a little angry at ourselves for spending all that money needlessly.  

This time we didn’t bother.  This time we giggled when we saw the commercials for “survival packs” on tv.  We laughed when we saw the posts in facebook prophesying doom and gloom.  This time the only thing we are waiting apprehensively for is the furnace guy to show up in the morning and find out why our furnace quit working yesterday afternoon for about 4 hours and then just as mysteriously started working again.  See you all Dec. 22! Have a Blessed Christmas.

Just speaking my mind!

Sometimes we all have something we’d like to say, and nowhere to say it!  It really doesn’t matter if anyone hears us or not.  The words just need a place to land.  Maybe I’ve found a home here.  Maybe I haven’t.  That all remains to be seen.

When I signed up for WordPress today, I was asked why I chose today to do this.  Perhaps it’s the thousand sleepless nights where my mind runs haphazardly through the events of a lifetime.  Perhaps it’s the thoughts that form in my mind as I read posts and articles by others.  Perhaps it’s just a need to have a voice. 

Today?  Today I feel sad.  I think a lot of people feel sad today.  26 innocents lost their lives in a massacre yesterday, and everyone has an opinion.  Yes, even me!  But as I scrolled through facebook, reading all the posts, I just got sadder and sadder.  I’ve watched shock and anger take over faith and reason.  I’ve seen christian people fighting with christian people over how schools should be operated.  I’ve seen media personalities making unjust and unfounded accusations against the mentally ill.  I’ve seen entertainment personalities blaming everything and everyone from “the right to bear arms” to media reports which “glorify” the perpetrator of this horrid event.  I’ve seen people blame God, the government, the courts, the school system, and the medical health system.  Everyone has the solution…as always, each time there is a jaw-dropping moment in history.  And then the moment passes.  A month from now, how many will still be thinking about this event, other than the grieving families and members of the community directly involved?  Everyone will be back to posting their inanities on facebook, concentrating on their own lives again, worrying about what is for supper, or what to wear to the party on Saturday night, or who is going to win the big game.  Oh yes, we will remember…the next time something horrid like this happens, or on an anniversary of an event, when some reporter writes a memorial article in the daily newspaper.  Life goes on.  It always has, and it always will.  This may sound cold in the wake of what has happened, but it is the way of the world.  The human spirit is amazingly resilient.  No matter what, most of us pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and move on. 

As for God…go ahead and blame Him if you must.  He’s big enough to take it!  If you think He wasn’t there when this happened, and when other tragedies occurred in this world, be assured that He was.  And He likely wept, as did the rest of us.  God never promised us a world free of pain and tragedy.  He never promised us a life free of loss, hardships, and struggles.  Those are the very things that help us grow into stronger, wiser and more compassionate people.  Instead, He promised he would never leave us or forsake us, that He would be there to help us through our struggles, and carry us when we don’t have the strength to take another step on our own.  I often think of Star Trek when I hear people ask “how could God possibly have let this happen?”.  Fans embraced Star Fleet’s “Prime Directive” with open arms.  God in His wisdom perhaps has His own “prime directive” policy.  If we lived in a perfect world, we would be like spoiled children, given everything they desire, yet learning nothing.  We would miss the opportunities to grow, to strive, to help our fellow traveller’s through this life’s journey.  We would never learn to experience true joy, love, happiness or friendship.  Without the darkness, we would not be able to appreciate the light!

Just speaking my mind.

Blessings!

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