Thanksgiving - "Stay At Home" - go to see others, or already ill? things are so very up in the air & confusing!

 

COVID-19 and FEAR are Running Rampant this Holiday Season and Year! Everyone is physically Mentally and Emotionally "Unwound" and Exhausted.

I really don't have to write, email, say or post one word! It is everywhere, illness, worry, concern, people without jobs, trying to feed families, fear of becoming ill, or already are o have family or friends ill.

So, rather than "post" a very long, drawn out post this morning about all of those things, and I missed, the election, congress, and that mess!

I am going to try and put it simply.  I PRAY for OUR NATION, and our World to come together, for as now MORE THAN EVER EVERYONE NEEDS EVERYONE! I Hope everyone tries to remain as hopeful as possible. I hope each of us give thought to rather going out, staying home, cooking, not cooking, that the choices we make are those that are right our ourselves and family.

My heart bleeds for those who are severely ILL due to COVID-19 OR some other illness, & I pry they get to be well, and well on their way home to living life again.

I hope and pray that all of us try to keep one another from harm's way. Rather than fight, fuss, and do things that sometimes just exacerbate fear, anger and hatred. We show this country and the world WE are more than being bitter and angry. We are kind hearted, sincere, all for getting us back to the goodness we can be in.

So whether HOME, with RELATIVES, FRIENDS, having to work or whatever is thrown our way for the holidays, joy somewhere and a few laughs enter the scene!

With Love, Hope, Kindness and Sincerity, Pam

A Beautiful Christmas Song and Versus

May Your Heart Be Filled with Joy as you see and Hear this....

https://www.123greetings.com/events/christmas/spirit_of_christmas/christmas_prayer_a_christmas.html?fbclid=IwAR1N1YRUwzfZB-avG2_1d7vK_KcQ7NXByGDs62EHNjY9mZU4kAjNelo5kUw



After watching this, is spoke just what my own heart has been wanting to say, we need peace not chaos, joy not sorrow, love not hatred, forgiveness not bitterness, hope in our hearts, the joy of others watching them have joy themselves & try our best to rid our own piece of the nation from the violence we see all around.

 If our hearts and minds are in the proper place and we reach with a kind hand, hopefully that gesture is passed to others. We need "healing" at all the corners of the world, learning to be more "tolerant" and patient, rather than be in such a hurry, or have so much going, that e forget all of us are humans. We make mistakes, & allowing pride to not show as much, and letting humility and humanity shine. 

Think of Jesus, in a small manger on a bed to hay. He did have the 3 wisemen bring him the special oils, yet there were not "400.00 strollers, or baby food out of a jar, or gifts like cell phone, games on a colored TV, and He was satisfied with the love He could give to others. May we all have a bit of that in our hearts this season, and in the years and seasons to come.

"Things Remembered" - #HAWMC - WEGO Writers Challenge April 8th 2015

This is probably one of the simplest of all things for me to write about.Without one doubt my "Grandmothers" blanket that has satin/silk border around the entire thing is and always will be something near and dear to my heart.

It was hers and she kept it in beautiful shape actually for me. I have to say I've worn out MANY blankets with the satin/silk border on them. So even though this one that was my Grandmother's is not the "original" it of course still holds the many memories of me rubbing the silk on my blanket. I've kept them each for many, many years. Once I found one, that had the exact type of "satin" border I loved to rub, I would keep it until every little bit of that was rubbed off before I would give it up.

I have "rubbed" silk on a blanket as far back as I can remember. I guess even before I can recall it, Mom said I did that rather than sucking my thumb etc. I found it a bit embarrassing to say I still do this, and here I am just over 50 years old. but, I do it out of being stressed. Or, if I am sick, or down with a bad flare, then I want that blanket. I will rub that satin anytime I am down and out, stressed out, feeling lousy, the silk is like something that calms me down.

My Grandmother passed away over 12 years ago, yet I still have such incredible memories of her each time I put that blanket on my side of the bed.

I also have another item, that is about as near and dear to me, that in fact is also something from my Grandmother,  She had a cookie jar that was covered in different kinds of "cookies". It was ceramic and has a "walnut" for the top on the lid. I LOVED that cookie jar from the time I was old enough to watch her bake in the kitchen. She just about always had home made, from scratch cookies, almost like a tea cake, and they had one "whole half of a pecan" in the middle of each cookie.

I had said for many, many years, that if something happened to my Grandmother I wanted that cookie jar. There were many beautiful pieces of china and silver that we had given her over the years. Yet, that cookie jar held and still holds so many awesome childhood memories for me that take me back to a much more serene, simple time in my life.

So, after she passed away, my Mom made sure it was saved for me. Along with it, was two of my Grandfather's fishing reels, because I fished with him and Dad when I was young, and of course the blanket. Also, I have a completely by hand done quilt that she also did for me.

So, as time continues to pass by, faster it seems with each day, there are a couple of "material" items that always help to bring back those wonderful times when I played under the shade trees at home in the Summer with my table and chairs, or fished for "crawdads" in the ditches around my Grandparents house, watched Dad garden, take care of quail he used to raise, go fishing, go to the deer lease, vacations, and many, many incredible memories at my Grandparents home, from all of our family holiday dinners, to just how wonderful it was to have a place that almost felt like a refuge from life when it seemed almost too much to bear.