Pages from my notebook

THE OLD PURSE Some things will motivate you to do something, but some things will make you desperately get up and move into serious action. I couldn’t find my debit card! I searched everywhere I usually would have put it. Frantically, I unloaded the contents of my purse. Honey, I mean every speck was emptied on the table. To my surprise, I also found new secret pockets down in the liner where you really had to dig and hunt. I guess over the past few months or maybe I should say a year, things in my purse got shifted around and trapped. I shook the whole purse, turned it inside out, cleaned it all out, to find forgotten items buried deep inside. I also noticed that over time my purse was getting much heavier. I actually dreaded carrying it. It made my shoulder hurt. I even went to the doctor about my shoulder pain, and you know what he said? "I see your problem. You need to lose weight… in your purse!"  I would have to get a buggy every time I went to the store for m

Mama Bird In the still quiet morning with coffee in hand, I greet the day. Pondering over the conversations from yesterday. A prayer welled up in my dry heart. Lord, I feel confused, hurt and defeated. It seems that the more I try to do good things, and help my grown kids, I get all wound up and end up more in the way, making a mess of it all. I am so NOT perfect. I certainly haven’t made it. My heart feels let down. I allowed my emotions to get upset about my daughter’s situation and I was ready to do battle. It was not my fight, but it was my child. I guess the Mama in me wanted to protect and help my child, even though she is all grown up with her own kids to take care of. I jumped right up in the middle of it all with both feet! Here I was shouting out to any enemy that would come against my child. I totally stopped my schedule to go get on that band wagon and I wanted to run it full force ahead. I wanted to fix it. I wanted to take charge and get it done for her. I have t