Sleeping with bread: downs and ups

My Monday morning is going to be a busy one. So for the sake of following through with Sleeping with Bread today I think I will use a list format. Hope you don't mind. After all, bread is bread right?

Downs:

Household chores are running away with the house. I find myself wishing I had one of those robot vacuum cleaners to meander around while I was working.

My friend and co-worker had a seizure yesterday and was hospitalized. Sunday was a blur.

When people don't share the sharpies.

Cliques.

Seeing people I care for worried or upset and not knowing how to help.

Time seems to escape me lately.

Telemarketing calls.

Frosty mornings in March almost April! Sometimes spring seems so far away.

Ups:

Saturday was a road trip with my boys. It was book store and outlet rummaging for most of the afternoon. We finally had our Indian dinner at the REAL Indian restaurant. My birthday dinner we'd planned in January had been snowed out, so it was wonderful to have the time this weekend.

Meeting Facebook friends in real time and space, and finding they are wonderful people. Just wish you lived closer!

Praying via IM with far-away friends.

Pockets of afternoon sun that almost seem summer like.

My lovely family all together for my daughter's 16th birthday breakfast. Waffle, scrambled eggs, strawberries, coffee and orange juice. YUM!

Making a birthday shirt with my daughter.

Driving with the windows down and the stereo very loud!

Did I mention, my baby girl is 16 today! WOW!

Ahh - and Love. Love is the biggest slice of bread there ever was - the most challenging - but the best!

Rilke -
"People look for easy solutions, for the easiest way to the easy...
but everything in nature grows and fights to grow and struggles at every cost and against all resistance to remain complete in itself and true to its fundamental nature...
It is also good to love - love being difficult. Love is perhaps the most difficult task given us, the most extreme, the final proof and test, the work for which all other work is only preparation."

Sunny and rainy day friends

There are two kinds of friends in the world: Sunny day friends and rainy day friends. This is a statement that my Mom used to remind me of when I was in the midst of drama or conflict with one school friend of another. There are lots of people that we define as friends, but they are really acquaintances. Two men were out hunting in the northern U.S. Suddenly one yelled and the other looked up to see a grizzly charging them. The first started to frantically put on his tennis shoes and his friend anxiously asked, "What are you doing? Don't you know you can't outrun a grizzly bear?" "I don't have to outrun a grizzly. I just have to outrun you!" This story is funny, but it does help define the distinct difference between a rainy day friend and a sunny day friend. The sunny-day-friend is more concerned with watching out for their own health and wellness, than their friends' wellbeing. On the other hand, a rainy day friend is willing to take risks, work fo...

Sometimes things are just too small

Sweet Dreams by David Whyte from 'The House of Belonging' When your eyes are tired the world is tired also. When your vision has gone no part of the world can find you. Time to go into the dark where the night has eyes to recognize its own. There you can be sure you are not beyond love. The dark will be your womb tonight. The night will give you a horizon further than you can see. You must learn one thing. The world was made to be free in. Give up all other worlds except the one to which you belong. Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you. The slumber of winter has transitioned into spring. The season of lent's wilderness journey has carried us to a time of resurrection, joy and new life. This poem by David Whyte speaks about transition and change. According to the poet's perspective, a time of rest or dreaming can lead to an opportunity for growth, developme...

FCE - Dog stroke in spine

Kahlúa is our 15 year old dog that we adopted from the Humane Society when she was four. She joined our family and has been with us for eleven years so far. This morning we found her laying on the carpet in the dining room and was unable to get up and go outside. After letting her rest for a few hours, I gave her some bread to eat and she got up. She was wobbly so I scooped her up and took her outside to go to the bathroom. She managed to remain standing for a few minutes, but was back down quickly. Her back legs did not want to support her even though she was trying to walk. By this point, she had begin to cry so I called the vet and they said to bring her in for an evaluation. My kids and I tearfully wrapped her up in a blanket and drove to the vet. It seemed as if we were sitting in the waiting room forever. The vet told me that her heart, eye function, and lungs were great - also taking into consideration her age of 15! The problem seemed to be FCE - firocartilanginous embolism: w...

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