If you can't fly, then WALK!

Yes, that is what I did yesterday, September 28th. I still cannot believe you would call it walking, but I put one foot in front of the other and propelled myself onward.....yes, forward. My goal was there. I had done it when being assesed for what I could do, but for some reason this was different. It was just *B* and me. I stood. Tested those legs. Looked at *B*. Nodded, then said, "Let's go," letting out a breath at the same time. I stopped at a metal chair we had set up there just in a certain position so that if I needed to sit down, it was exactly where I wouldn't need to take a step, or movement change of any kind, but rather just plop myself right down and maybe write myself a letter.....no, no.....rest my probable, shaky, weak legs. Not much problem, but getting up posed a new problem. My feet were slippery on the floor.....no traction. Uh, oh. What were we going to do. There we were in the middle of the floor, nothing surrounding us. Then *B* put her forefinger to her face (really she did) and stood before me, touching my bare toes with her shoes, and looked firmly before my eyes, no smile of any kind....no foolishness here. There was something between our fingers, our hands, our arms.....less try it again, and let's GO.....YES!! Up I came again, and off I went, letting go, and on my own again.... running down the runway oops I'm not flying, just walking toward the bathroom. *B* was waiting for me there, and when I arrived she looked at me and virtually shouted, "You made it!" Who ever had someone praise them upon reaching the bathroom? Out of breath, I was SO happy. I looked up at her eyes. I could smile!

Zig Ziglar on my appreciation

What can I do for someone else today? So many have done so much for me.

No one has done as much for me, I guess, just thinking right now, as the Larson family, who began this year with the death of little Coleman. Not enough can be said about them with Peggy's daily journal's. And then there was Jocelyn's Random Act of Kindness, her giving me a Team Neva Div Up shirt which surpassed anything I could have ever imagined, never in my wildest dreams. Now this was after coming all the way from Texas out here to this little corner of Arkansas to see *Jim and me* while I was yet still in the hospital, believing God had laid it on their hearts. I love it the way they tell it that they were just sitting there, Jim turned around, and said, "Let's go to Arkansas." Up and away, here they came, and spent the whole weekend, doing something for us I could never have dreamed of, bringing miracle after miracle. Literally miracle after miracle, the like of which cannot be retold here. What love, and oh, how much I appreciate everything they shared, still in amazement with ALL they did share with us that weekend. I know they are reading this, and I just want you guys to know how much I love you, and this is on top of everything else.

That was followed by a visit from the Sasser's all the way from Louisiana, but first with a swing by Izmir, Turkey, in the early 60s, where we became as a family in 1964. (See the self-picture of us below ;). In fact Patricia may have become closer than any family member could ever possibly have been with her love for our first born son Jim; Jimmie was there in the delivery room when he was born in 64. Now THAT is pretty close! We love them so!

These are only two expression s that have been done for me recently. I really love you guys.

Team Larson's "Neva div up" shirt, given to me from Jocelyn

Pat and Jimmie Sasser with son jimbo today

EDITED: This accidentally published, and was not yet completed

Zig Ziglar on my ability

"You are the only person on this earth who can use your ability." Zig Ziglar

This plays so well into our MG. We MGers are like snowflakes, no two of us being the same. I am the only one with my abilities. Only I can do what I will with what I have. Yesterday I did what I did with the ability I had. Today I will do with the ability that I have been given. Tomorrow I will do with the ability that I will have been given. I am the only person who can use my ability.

Neva div up!

You are the only person on this earth who can use your ability.
Zig Zigler September 17, 2009

What a wonderful day.....

What a wonderful day. I know we can say that about a lot of days, and I certainly do, but a recent Saturday was a real exception in greatness. The morning crept on, and I had not heard from Jim about the absurdness of even considering the thought of his not coming over (did I get that all twisted and turned around, or what? you guess!). I fired a text off to him.... "Pluuuzzz ... I'll let you come visit me today!" Subtle or what or not... lol! Not very was it? In a few moments, in he walked.

Ken came in not long afterward to visit with Dottie. He had a coupon for Ruby Tuesday he shared with us since we eat there so often. Us? Eat at Ruby Tuesday frequently? No more than at Cracker Barrell like we did recently.....hmmmm was it ever so good, too! It was for crab cakes (actually most any buy one get one, free, ore something or other), and I knew right away that I wanted the crab cake dinner. It is delicious, and i hope with the brocholli it is pretty good for me, too. Couldn't help but snitch a few bites of the mashed potatoes.....very small bites, too.....I promise. :)

Every time Jim comes we "went out" by eating in my room, usually something special we never get to eat otherwise. Looking over this coupon stirred my appetite the for crabcake diner. It is really, oh. so good! Now for me to sway from from Ruby Tuesday Ribs it has to be super.....and it is! So. This was our decision. No good sandwich for us this time; a meal. Nearing eleven, Jim went on to get our food while my mouth began to water, tasting the crabcake about to pass my palate. It may sound silly, but we were going to get tea for two also; they have they delicious tea!

They can talk about *primed rib* and anything else *primed* but I was primed without the usual "what do you want to eat" routine we normally bark upon because it sound good to Jim, too.

After the hmmm gooods were done, and the trash gathered and disposed of, we set about gathering the latest news between us. Today also included a shopping list to Wal-mart. I try my best to not incude those, but invariably there is something I am needing from there, but there is always something I am needing.

We started about cleaning out the middle drawer of the chest best beside my bed. It was still as Brenda had left it when she was here, and there was quite a bit that needed changing, plus chunging along.....is chunging a word.....let's just pretend it is for now.

One of the things I've been doing is trying to recapturing my drawing. :o( Well, my pencils came up missing, and I know they were here. Without a big long spiel about knowing they were here, and belief they were still here, I had set about looking and looking for them. I was just sure I had seen them waaaay under my bed.... how far under a twin bed can you go..... but could not reach them even with my reacher. It was one of the first places I had Jim to look. He got my reacher, and I knew he was reaching for something, and it was probably the pencils. Little did I know it was going to yield a small gold mind encased in silver. Yes, he identified the pencil bag, which he did very demurely. Oh, I was so happy to see that mesh bag with those pencils inside of it!

There was discovery after discovery, and after each discovery we Praised the Lord, for it was evident He was pouring them on, one blessing after another. What more could there be. Reminds me of a Gaither song that says "If he keeps on blessing and blessing, if he keeps on pouring them on....?"

It makes you wonder just how much more wonderful it can be doesn't it?

It makes me long for each new day, for........

I know my God is real..... yes, He's real, He's real to me!

The stone in my shoe

It's not the big things, but the little things in life that cause the most difficulties each day.

My mouth, oh, my mouth

Oh, my mouth, it hurts so terribly bad. I wonder what in the world it could be. Will it ever stop this hurting so bad-e-ly? Oh, how I hope it will be. I doze off just bar-e-ly, and all of a sudden I jerk with a wake of sharp shooting pains throughout my tongue. It's GOT to stop, GOT to stop! I tell-e-you! 'Ever heard of it? 'Ever heard of it I ask? There is one thing I know of, and it's no fun I say, oh, no I have no desire to have it at all. No desire whatsoever at all!!

Well, my sweetie is here, now, you know, and he will make it all better.

Something new is in the air

Seems to me, it ought to be, something good for me, if I go outside, and do something like draw or make things with my pipe cleaners ..... *how about some books from the craft section on how-to* ..... or whatever it may be while I breathe the air, newer than that that is flowing through my air mattress :-).

I've already printed pictures this morning, and have some more in mind; oh, I hope they don't bring on the food too soon! They can be cut out while I'm out there. I also made a pipe-cleaner mobile that I hang the three from Utah on. Crude, rather crude, I say, but hay, it's of my young'uns, and what could be better!

There's a new day coming

I told you there had to be changes coming right along since the April fiasco, and several things seem to be coming right along. Affordability? Who knows. We'll talk about it this evening. Hang around the bend. Hmmm..... April 5th to, what is today, September 8th. Well, lots of people need or take longer than that to work things out. For today, let's just say, hope, and BELIEVEF this is a bright new coming, a bright new coming, a new day I didn't know existed maybe coming round the bend. Now, could I be able to afford it. Others believe in me; why do I not believe in myself right now?

Our newest addition to our family

Emma Lee Moore
July 31, 2009