Roots and Wings

Roots and Wings... When our priest gave a message with this title, my  mind went immediately to a blog entry since it reminded me of the angel in "My Room" (sorry Father Lee).    Roots are important to me.  It is my heritage, my family, my beliefs, and it has made me the person I am today. Although I did not come from royalty or wealth,  I am a descendent of  hard working people who have strong faith, huge pride, and determined spirit.  I am proud of that heritage.  The wings bless us with the freedom that we are granted while on this earth to carry out our destiny.  Although we encounter huge, sometimes insurmountable obstacles along the path of living, we somehow find a way to rise above and move on. Those insurmountable obstacles almost always give us gifts in the form of lessons which form the character of our being.

Movies in My Room

Watching movies in "My Room" is one of my favorite things to do when all my work is done.  Several months ago I watched "The Bucket List".  If you haven't already watched this movie, I would recommend it to anyone.  I often since that time ask myself, "what would I do if I were in that situation?"  If you have watched it, let me know your thoughts.  What would you do?

Eye Candy

Good morning to all of you! I woke up this morning to eye candy.... a beautiful blanket of clean, white, sparkling, snow.... the first snow storm of the year. I have chosen to work from "My Room"  today as it is "safer" than out on the roads.  Sitting by the window, I can watch the snow fall and my thoughts are consumed with how beautiful the snow is to watch from the inside.  It looks so peaceful.  It provides a fresh coat of paint for an otherwise gloomy landscape.   But.... on the outside it is different.  Already there is havoc on the roads and schools have been cancelled.  Winter Storm Warnings and Advisories have been posted.  This beautiful sight has caused numerous problems for many people.  Looks can be deceiving....... much like a person grieving.  That person may look beautiful on the outside, tell you he/she is fine, and go through his/her daily routine as usual.  However, in a grieving person, the havoc is raging on the inside.  There is an underlying sadness that just will not leave, and it is difficult, if not impossible, to find joy. If you know someone who is grieving, be present for that person and offer support in any way they will accept.  It may be nothing more than a telephone call, an invitation to coffee, a ride someplace, or accompanying them to a grief support group.  Find their ground and walk with them.    God Bless!