Still Here Writing Away


So today is day 8 of the #Write365 project, and I am still writing.  This weekend I am enjoying some time with my husband – the love of my life even though he is attending a conference. Fortunately,  I was able to ride with him and get some time to spend on anything I want.  So a large part of my time is going to be spent writing.  I also want to spend time on planning my upcoming activities for my blogs.  I plan on working on my Bible Journaling.

I am being ambitious again and trying to participate in both the Documented Faith Project and the Documented Life project.  So this weekend is going to be a perfect time to work on catching up on these projects.  I decided to buy the binder kit for Documented Faith – and tonight I have been working on just the front cover.  So here is what I have done so far.  I still have some finishing touches and I still need to do the spine and the back.  Once those are finished, I will work on the dividers and the spreads for each month – as far as adding dates, days of the week and months to each page.


I also plan on catching up on my devotionals and my reading.  It sounds like a lot, but I am going to have a lot of free time.  When we arrived at the lodging we had reservations, I was shocked – and that is putting it mildly.  We had previously stayed at the lodging here and while the rooms were nice, the buildings were older.  Now there is a brand new building that is almost like a small town unto itself.  One day next week, I will probably post pictures.  In the meantime here are some pictures of our room.

I am a very blessed individual and I know it.  My husband loves and does everything he can to pamper me and let me know I am loved.  It is hard to believe that we started our journey to being a married couple 25 years ago.  He is the perfect soulmate for me and I love him with all my heart.  It is amazing that we get to mark the month of our first real “date” – although I can’t really call it a date – because my father and several thousand other people were present.  I am just so blessed to have him in my life.

So what is going on in your world?  I would love to hear from you.  If there is anything I can pray about for you, let me know.

#Write365 #blessed #LoveofMyLife





Scriptures of Thanksgiving – Day 5

Thankgsgiving Scripture ActivitySo today is day 5 of our Scriptures of Thanksgiving activity.  Our verse for today is found in Colossians.Colossians 3 17
It is is important for us to remember that no matter what we are doing, we need to do it in the name of Jesus.  So whether times are good or when times are challenging.  God does not want us to stagnate and stay in one place.  Instead He wants to challenge us to grown, reach and do more than we think we can.  Stretching and growing while moving out of our comfort zone provides incredible opportunities.

In twenty three years of marriage, we have had many moments that look completely different.  Some good moments were when our children were born.  Some challenging moments have been during the sleepless nights and the moves thanks to the military.  We have endured times where work required travel.  At the same time, a relationship with God and a foundation laid on His Words meant we worked through these challenges rather than just saying, “Enough!”.  I am blessed to have a husband who not only listens but does as much as he can to help.  He puts my needs first often instead of his own.  He is willing to dig in and strive to help our family.  He listens to me when I talk (or at least the greatest amount of time).  After all he is human, and to err is human.  But if we believe int he example of our Lord Jesus Christ, we must strive to love each other no matter what the circumstances may be.

So today, I am truly thankful for and blessed by my husband.  What are you thankful for today?

#31DaystoWrite – Scriptures of Faith Day 14 – 1 Corinthians 13:13

12053173_10205096985840004_1576198073_nMy Scripture verse for today is 1 Corinthians 13:13 and I think it is a fitting verse for today.  You see 13 years ago today, my husband and I were blessed to give birth to our first and only daughter.  She has been a tremendous blessing to our family.  We love all of our children with all of our heart.  But I have to say, there are definitely some differences between our three sons and our daughter.  She truly is Daddy’s little princess.  I will never forget when she was five years old and attended a Daddy Daughter dance, with her dad in his dress uniform.  She has enriched our lives in so many ways.  She is rarely afraid and rarely asks for anything.  We truly love her.  When her oldest brother entered 5th grade, we embarked on a new journey of homeschooling.  As a result of circumstances, homeschooling provided a connection for my oldest and youngest that has lasted to this day.  He is her protector, tormentor and personal “piggy-back rider giver” wrapped up in one.  Love is definitely shown to her and by her.

1Corinthians1313Love or charity truly is the greatest of the three.  May your day be full of love – both given and giving.  How do you show love to those around you?  I would love to hear from you.

What a Weekend

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So what a weekend we had.  It all started about 12 AM Friday morning.  Dennis, my husband, started complaining about abdominal pain.  By 2 AM it was bad enough that we decided to go to the local emergency room.  I told our oldest two sons what we were doing.  Our second son chose to come with us, which I really appreciated.  When we arrived at the hospital, you would know that I we got the one doctor in the Emergency Room that we had already had one bad experience with when we brought our oldest in with Lactose intolerance issues.

Of course, he proceeded to automatically give morphine as the first go to medicine.  Even after a second dose, my husband’s pain was not being managed.  Finally, they switched to a different medicine, which provided relief.  We expected to stay for a couple of hours and be releases.  Instead we were told he would require emergency surgery to remove his gall bladder.  So they moved us to a room and he was formally admitted.  Eventually the surgeon came in to see us.  There were irregularities with several tests, so after more consultations and more discussion among the doctors, the surgery was cancelled.

Instead they opted to keep him overnight and administer IV antibiotics to him.  We were told he would be released the next morning.  I stayed with him several hours and finally went home.  At that point I had been up almost 40 hours straight.  Once I arrived at home, I tried to rest and relax, but knowing he was at the hospital alone, that was hard.  At 4 am I was awake and basically dozed until 5 am.  At that point I woke up and could not go back to sleep, so I laid there and prayed.

About 7 am I got up and dressed.  Then I gathered some things to take with me to the hospital.  About 10 am, a different surgeon walked in and upset me with his first words, basically insinuating that I was my husband’s personal property like a chair or something.  Things went further downhill when he said he was going to keep him until Sunday morning with no good reason of why it was necessary – beyond saying because he wanted to keep my husband in the hospital.  We both believe he wanted to keep him only for the money that he would receive from Dennis remaining in the hospital.  He also clearly implied that we should not even expect him to go home on Sunday, in fact he may have to stay longer.  I questioned this and the doctor basically took my head off and made it clear that my questions or thoughts were not welcome.  Rather than losing my temper, I told my husband I was leaving for a bit and would be back.

I went down to our van and prayed a little bit before returning to his room.  At that point, I decided I need to get away from the hospital and the doctors, so I drove home to get some things for my husband – namely his school books for his masters degree in divinity that he just started working on the prior weekend.  While I was at our home, I spoke with my husband who told me another doctor had been in, general medicine, and she felt that there was no need for him to remain overnight.  She also stated that removing the gall bladder should not have been the first choice.  And as the day progressed, I really had to question the level of professionalism of some of the doctors and other staff members including his nurse. How are family members and patients supposed to have clarity and be sure they understand things, if the doctors and nurses refuse to allow questions?

Around 2 pm, the surgeon came in and stated he was discharging my husband.  Now with no further clarification or other information, beyond the need for us to follow up with our family doctor, we assumed that meant we were getting ready to get out of the hospital.  An hour passed and then almost another hour, and someone came in to take his vitals.  At the same time, the on-duty hospital administrator stopped in to see us and how things were going.  We told him that things were going okay and that we were just waiting to be discharged.  He said he would see what he could find out for us.

My husband’s nurse came in the room.  She told us the doctor wanted us to stay until after dinner to see how he did with food.  That meant he would not be discharged until at least 7 pm.  I said in a calm and rational voice, “It would have been nice if the doctor had told us that.”  She essentially stormed out of the room.

She left the room and came back.  About the time she came back, my husband was on the phone with his mother in North Carolina.  She had called to see how he was doing and what was going on with Dennis.  At the same time, the nurse came back and you could tell she was angry with me.  She did not want to talk to me and did not appreciate my husband being on the phone.  impatiently stated my husband had three choices:  1) be discharged immediately;  2) get pain medication for his headache and have to stay at least 30 minutes after receiving the medicine or stay until after dinner to see how he did.  I told her we would let her know what we decided once my husband finished talking with his mother.

Of course, my husband decided to be discharged.  The nurse brought back his paperwork and had him start signing the forms.  No clear discharge instructions were given or anything like that.  When she stated that he had two prescriptions, I walked over to ask for them.  She literally threw them at me.  I was never as thrilled to leave a place as I was to leave that hospital that day.