Yes we make jokes about our Mammograms and they actually used to feel like the garage door had closed down on them. Now it is a must have yearly if you really would like to be a woman who cares about your body. I am heading to get my yearly mammogram and yes I blog about it to remind women around the world to schedule theirs. It might just save your life.
I schedule my GYN exam and my yearly physical within the same week of each other each year so that I do not forget. Then I schedule my Mammogram at my yearly physical to get my referral. That way once a year my body has been through the microscope and I am finished and do not have to worry for another year.
Have you made your appointment? Get on the phone. It may save your life.
Sunday was a really big day in our home. My hubby had turned 60 on Saturday.
Thank you for traveling through our day…we had a huge picnic that was a wonderful success thanks to the wonderful women from Oakwood Freewill Baptist Church and all of their help. There was so much food that every table was full. Special thanks to Pastor James for the Baptisim and making such a difference in my hubby’s life. Also a special shout out to hubby’s son Christopher Green who helped in the kitchen as well as being the grill master for the day.
During Sunday School Class, the topic of a book came up that sounded very intriging.
Case for Christ/Case for Faith Compilation [Kindle Edition]
First of all to find out that he was an atheist when he first began was a surprise to me. He only began to investigate due to his wife becoming a Christian. His book has become a movie if you are not patient enough to read a book so look to see if it is available in DVD in your area.
Sorry I am not giving away about the book….read it for yourself and I will say that you will be glad that you did. Just do not expect to get much done around the house as it is one of those can’t put it down books once you start to read it.
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Changing Moccasins — Point of View
Write the scene from three different points of view.
There once was a Woodshop owner whose life had gone astray for many years. His woodshop layed dormant and gathered many a cobweb while the two gnome guards stood out front and weathered the storms and the Wicked and Brutal Tennessee Mother Winter. They would see the Woodshop owner from time to time pass by without a single glance their way. Tears began to fall from their eyes causing them to fade in color over the many years.
Then one day in the Early Summer of 2014, something changed in the Woodshop owner. He was suddenly walking straight toward them with a smile upon his face. Day after day, into the long hours of the night he began to work in the shoppe cleaning and sorting. Tossing out and putting items into big white sacks. Oh how the guards shivered in fear as they anticipated the worst as the Woodshop owner approached with the big broom. He simply moaned and swept as he placed them back in their places after he had given them a clean place to stand. They were encouraged by this new change. Hoping that they were able to stay.
They watched nervously as one day the Woodshop owner and his wife came outdoors with two new gnomes that were fresh in paint and very sharply dressed. They both felt their hearts sink as they viewed the smiles on the two owners faces as they rounded the corner of the main house. Oh, they were not walking toward them at all but to the front portion of the main building where the other gnomes had their posts. Who was having to leave? Would they all be allowed to stay among the plants out there?
Several days past with more and more of the white sacks being loaded out. The Woodshop owner’s wife began to stop often to visit, commenting each time on how nice things were beginning to look to the Woodshop owner’s new beginning to a new life.
During one of the visits, the Woodshop owner’s wife stopped and nealt down to get a closer look at the two of us standing guard on the porch. She simply smiled and continued on to speak with her husband. The following day after leaving they returned and the wife strolled out to the workshop and stopped at the porch area where the two gnomes were guarding. She smiled as she picked up the two and tucked them gently into her arms. The Woodshop owner noticed her and asked where she was heading with his gnomes with a heavy concern in his voice. She softly replied for him not to fret that she would be kind and show lots of love and compassion. She told him that she was not going far away and that they would not be gone long.
She had prepared a work area all lined with a soft surface as she gingerly sat each gnome down to look at each other. She simply said poor babies and disappeared into another room. She sat at the work area for several hours taking a break to allow them to dry in between, rotating between each and snapping photographs to document their transformation.
The Woodshop owner kept coming in to refill his coffee often, and would peek over trying not to let her notice. She would smile and ask him if he wanted to see the progress and he would come running over to comment on each one with a big smile. The two gnomes suddenly felt quite important and quite loved. Within two days every detail was touched up and refreshed and the pair were returned to their prior posts on the porch of the Woodshop to stand guard. They both suddenly felt very important.
The Woodshop owner came out to view their new positions on the porch and was smiling. He kissed his wife. Then he returned back in to the Woodshop, feeling content.
That was the story of the Guard gnomes, the Woodshop owner and his wife.
Go to a local café, park, or public place and report on what you see. Get detailed: leave no nuance behind.
To drive past The Cash and Carry Barn which is located at 951 Lafayette Rd, Clarksville, TN 37042 it looks like a monument store. If you have kept driving you have missed out on a huge treat. They are so much more. (931) 503-9921 is their number to call.
Rather than skip the adverbs I had a better idea. Show you. Since they are open year round they have lots of pictures on their Facebook page.
Saturday Mornings there means fresh baked goods:
Then there is the homemade salsa, pickles, relishes, various apple butters, pie fillings and fresh baked pies.
Did I mention the fresh vegetables. They are open year round. They have a great green house.
Yes they work hard at the monuments. Behind the scenes there is so much more… Go and see it for yourself when you are in the area. Tell them that Tammye and Emmanuel sent you.
Write a post based on the contrast between two things
Our cat T. C. is an old “Garfield” in his color and attitude. He has managed to lose some weight since moving to the South from the North since he can go out during the Winter months and get some exercise as well. His food sits on top of the washing machine so that our dog Peachy will not eat every last morsel in existence. He is more than capable of jumping from the floor to the window to the dryer and then walking to the washer.
However, upon arriving into the house, his presence is announced loudly and constantly until he is picked up and placed on the washer next to his dish. He will sit there and stare at the dish until I have taken my hand and have stirred the dish of dry food several times. I must then open the sealed container of food and grab a slight hand full and add to the batch and stir again.
He will then nibble for a few minutes. Just as I am back in my office he will make his presence known again and will either want to be petted or will want to go out. Once in a great while if it happens to be a stormy day I will hear the childrens piano in the spare bedroom playing and I know that he has decided to take a nap.
When the dogs are fed, he is the first at their dishes to help himself to the bits in the “Kibbles and Bits”. Then the dogs are allowed to eat. The dogs will look at us as if to say help!…
Cats rule and dogs drool….
He has a pattern of going in and out all day. He knows that if he sets off the front door alarm it triggers in my office and I come to the front door. As I approach the front door I find him sitting there as if asking what took me so long. He nibbles on some food and is right out the back door to lounge in the sun for a nap in nice weather. Unless that was just a potty break.
You might be wondering why we tolerate this annoying daily routine. The reason is because he is somewhere between 15 and 16 years old. We know that we do not have that much longer to enjoy his company. His snuggling into bed with me on my right side while the dog Trina is tucked tight against my back on my left side.
About twice a day he insists that Trina groom him so he will walk under her and continuously butt her head until she begins to groom her. It always happens so fast that I am never near a camera to record. One of these days I will get it on record though.
That is the contrast in our lives that has blended well. Perhaps someday he will decide whether he wants to be out or in lol.
The letter read that he had left because of his PTSD. He knew how much his crying out at night was upsetting her and he did not want to hurt her any more.
He loved her with all of his heart and owed her every thing. He did not feel it was fair to make her suffer the way that he did each night in his mind as he relived his war days.
As I turned the envelope over I could see drops of tears on the front with slight drips of mascara.
On the bottom, there was an impression of a kiss with a scribbled note that said I will find you.
Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.
When I first read this and thought about the three part idea it was a bit intriguing as to what my topic would actually end up being about by the time that I get to part three. I was not certain if the losses should be about times in my life where material things were taken out of my life without my having any power over it. Then it occured to me that material things were always replaced. They were only temporary in this life. They were not human or an animal with feelings. We might have sentimental feelings about them, however, once they have vanished from our lives we do carry on without tears. When we lose a loved one, be it a human or an animal we do shed a lot of tears. Some people mourn much longer than others. There is no time period set on how long a person is to mourn a loss.
Gamblers mourn a loss of a game. That does not stop them from betting the next one and perhaps losing big again. It is still a loss but it is not the same pain that is felt as a loss of a loved one. To lose a tennis match is a small ouch compared to having your dog get hit by a car. Yet some peoples reactions are such that they resemble the same. People become so caught up in the moment that every emotion comes into play. They feel the adrenalin rushing into their system and have a complete reaction. Some people do not recover as well as others. Those people tend to slowly sink into a deep depression. This does not happen over night.
PTSD is a form of depression as it takes a person back to a bad place in their life and has them re-live that over and over as if they were there and right back in that moment in time. There is no cure at the moment for this and it is one of the hardest forms of depression to be diagnosed. It not only takes a toll on the person that is suffering from it but also the family that is with that person and lives through that same moment as well. We will explore this further in the next part of the series.
The depression begins slowly. They begin to not care about things that they used to. What goals they had set for themselves are suddenly fading. Doing things becomes a real chore. As each day progesses they find themselves doing less of what used to make them happy. I have watched a few friends who are slowly climbing into the dark hole of depression and it is very sad. It is very difficult to watch and although you want to try and help, they are the only ones who can help themselves.
The largest problem with a person with depression is a lot of times, they don’t realize that they are really depressed. They do not realize that it is happening to them. They can’t see the gradual changes that you have been seeing. They don’t see the changes in their behavior and manorisms. They do not see the decline in the lifestyle that you do on the outside looking in. That is the most painful part.
What can you do to help?
We will explore that in parts II and III so come back….