Creativity Excels
Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?
I consider myself to be strong in temperament both positively and negatively. Horses are regal and noble. They work hard for those they love. They dedicate themselves to their owners. Respect begets respect.
As the clock ticks …….
I wait…..
For my child …..
To come …….
Home……
Knowing…..
And not knowing…..
How….
He will return ……
To me….
Home…
Safe.
““But don’t begin until you count the cost. For who would begin construction of a building without first calculating the cost to see if there is enough money to finish it?”
Luke 14:28 NLT
Creative people tend to be more impulsive than most people. That’s our charm, grace, and character. Our biggest challenge in the life journey is harnessing that impulsive energy into discipline. I face this everyday. Of course it doesn’t help me to have a successful day if I don’t plan the day beforehand.
I find myself in the middle of a rip current that will keep pulling me away from my goals if I don’t structure my time. I’m thankful for this scripture that gives me direction. It’s true. I have started many projects without any plan of how much time I have to complete them.
I think for anyone who finds them self at the center of “the hearth” face the frustration that interruption brings. I have a choice; get upset and angry at all who infringe upon my time or plan my time ahead and restrategize when derailing occurs.
I am in control of how I react to frustration and interruptions that are unforeseen. My response and reaction influence my ability to make tomorrow better than today.
He will never know the pride and joy I feel when I watch him blow out the makeshift match-candles until it’s his turn. When he has his children, then he will know. But not yet.
I remember the birthday parties when he was little. I had to lead the group in the activities. Not anymore.
I listened as their conversation turned from Pokémon to voting. Through their words I was able to hold onto the boy and the man. Happy birthday Justin! May your boyhood sweetness make you a strong, sensitive man.
I’m glad when I meet different people. They come with different ways of knowing. Every nurse who has come to my family has been a blessing in learning.
I was struggling with the care of my son. He’s older. I’m older. A new nurse to us came with a day way of doing things for my son.
Imagine having some time to breathe and not worry about his bedtime routine. I always thought I have to bathe him and get him ready to sleep. As a person with Epilepsy, he needs more sleep and a routine that is pretty consistent.
Our new nurse suggested we let her get him to sleep. She gets him up in the morning and puts him in the bed before leaving. This was news for me. I thought, this makes sense.
We tried it. She put him in bed before her shift finished. He was asleep when she finished. I felt like I was given a gift. I was able to focus on dinner for my other children. I felt at peace focused on one thing. You know when someone gives you something you didn’t realize was what you were hoping for way down in the depths of your heart. Your body needed. Your heart and psyche needed. Peace and relaxation in my mind.
Blessing.
New
“I like fire fighters. They’re my friends,” she said.
The children at The Childrens Center had the opportunity to learn about the people in their neighborhood.
We arrived at Luis’ therapy session and found the paramedics parked under the drop-off of the Childrens center in Titusville,Florida. Luis watched the children taking turns to climb into the cab and see all the special buttons and equipment the firemen have inside the truck.
The excitement is bigger than their bodies can contain; jumping and wiggling with delight. As soon as the children are ready, they go to the truck.
My eldest son had that same “can’t-contain-myself” excitement when he was that age. For the longest time he told me how much he loves fire fighters and emergency forces. He told me at the age of six, he wanted to be a paramedic.
He is eighteen and full-out invested in software engineering and making robots. This is a far reach from paramedic, but empathy is there. I see it when he helps me with his little brother accomplish daily tasks with assistance.
The event is a wonderful way to plant a seed for the future. Children’s dreams push them to reach for the stars. When they keep reaching, they inspire us adults to grow their seed.
Growing, striving, nurturing our children and ourselves. All of us benefited from our community sharing time.
What motivates you?
My motivation whelling up from the innermost depths, looking for the validation of service as I do what my inner voice craves. I strive to complete the daily vision that validates my motivation. Sometimes it’s good but sometimes it’s hard to accept the struggle, when the goal is just out of reach.
I often think how will it happen? How will I continue to help my son make progress after such a tragic childhood? I use my faith in heaven and Jesus to claim the best quality of life for him. It tasks me. I can’t lie. The rewards wouldn’t be so wonderful if I didn’t struggle. The human desire for reward is so innate, it won’t be ignored.
And so, I press on.
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