A Cupboard Full of Memories

I never really liked my name.  It was so ordinary.  So simple.  I used to get a little jealous of those who had beautiful names and wondered  why my parents couldn’t have chosen something more lovely.

That all changed on September 25, 2015 when my precious granddaughter was born.  Named for my beloved grandmother and myself, she was given the name Lillian Jean.  Suddenly Lily Jean was music to my ears!

What was I to get this very special little girl for her birthday?  It slipped in like a whisper on a breeze.  The cupboard.  Yes, of course! My little cupboard!

The cupboard had been made for me by my dad when I was around 2 or 3 I think.  He loved working with wood.  He built our childhood home almost single handedly, as we lived in the basement while he did so.  I remember him making snow skis, a sled and a little bench.  He even built us the most amazing playhouse complete with glass in the windows!  It was nestled on the edge of the woods under the sprawling branches of a huge oak tree. My sisters and I played with that cupboard for years.  When I moved to Florida, it came with me.

Yes, the cupboard should go to Lily Jean I thought. I pulled it from the storage shed and began wiping away the years that had collected on its surface.  I could never have imagined the feelings that would swell within me as I began this simpe task.  Suddenly in my mind’s eye, I could see my dad.  As I stroked the wooden surface it was as if I could feel my dad’s hand over mine.  It felt like he was guiding my hand using the same movements as he had so many years ago as he prepared the cupboard for me.  Then memories came flooding in of the days when my daughters were small and how they loved this little cupboard.  And now, we were preparing it for my granddaughter, his great granddaughter, our Lily Jean.

I love you dad.  I miss you so very much.  Perhaps one day we will be together on the other side and we will guide Lily’s hand as she prepares the cupboard for her daughter.   Love is eternal.

Happy Birthday Lily Jean.

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Just For Now

Janet was a born healer.  She became an RN as an adult and joined the medical field, but her healing gifts went much deeper.  I recall a day many years ago when I was going through something really difficult.  Janet and I were sitting alone, across the table from each other at Medco.  She reached across the table and took both of my hands in hers.  She looked at me with such love, then closed her eyes and bowed her head.  I was startled at first as I felt a rush of energy flowing from her hands into mine.  Having experienced the hands of healers before, this was not foreign to me but I didn’t know of Janet’s healing gifts prior to this experience.  I sat there and took it all in.  What glorious energy of healing and love!  She was one powerful healer indeed.

Janet and I shared a special love for the angels.  She called upon them daily, as do I.   She was a kind, loving and compassionate soul.  Janet was a giver, always ready to lend a helping hand.  Whenever I was heading up a drive for someone in need, she would lovingly place a $20 in my hand and say, this is to help so and so.  One day, she handed me a $20 and I asked, what is this for?  She said, aren’t you helping someone and I replied, not right now.  Take it anyway she said, someone will come.  So I did.  And they did.  And I passed it on.

I have a friend who recently lost her home to a fire. In true Janet fashion, in her last days she told her daughter Melinda that she would like do donate her clothes to this woman.

Yes, that says it all doesn’t it?  That is our Janet.  That is who she was and still is.  For I know that Janet did not die.  She has simply slipped through the veil.  No doubt she showed up on the other side with her beautiful smile, a joyful laugh and a $20 in her hand, just looking for that next person she could help.

I love you and miss you dearest friend but I know you will be with me always .  Job well done, good and faithful Servant.

FOCUS FUEL TO THE RESCUE! When you want to sleep but still have work to do.

I have been making and sharing my “Focus Fuel” blend using Young Living Oils for some time now and it is a favorite. I am not a night person by any means and sometimes I still have work to do at my desk at the end of my day. This is not great for someone who likes to crawl into bed early!

I discovered this powerful combination when researching essential oils to help my daughter who was struggling to stay awake to study for exams. Coffee and energy drinks would keep her awake but her retention was not good, plus then she couldn’t go to sleep after as her body was loaded with so much caffeine.

This great blend can be used in a diffuser or added to a roller ball bottle and applied topically!  I have diffusers all over my house including one on my desk.  I simply add the blend to my diffuser and as long as that is running I am awake, alert and focused.  Even very late into the evening.  It is almost magical!   The really wonderful thing is, once I go to bed I can fall asleep quickly and easily.  It never keeps me awake!

If you would like to try it for yourself, just contact me.  I can order the oils and give you the recipe or I can make it up for you in the roller or in a dropper bottle to diffuse.

What’s more relaxing than a long soak at the end of the day? One that includes healing essential oils!

Are You Talking To Me?

Rose Reminder

With each rising sun, the roses quietly remind my soul of the potential of the day. Lovely buds give way to the warming sun and the nourishment of the soil supports them, as they become what they came to be.