Since you became my friend

Since you became my friend
Things have never been
The same for me;
You have brought sunshine
Into my life;
I no longer experience
Fears and worries as before.
I cannot thank you enough.

Since you became my friend,
I smile more than ever;
I feel upbeat;
And look to the future
With high expectations
And joyful hope.
I also have had a real sense
Of self worth.

Since you became my friend,
I am more confident
Than I have ever been.
I am positive about myself!
I look at life
And others positively
Rather than negatively.
I cannot thank you enough.

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A Personal Note

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To all my friends and followers,

It gives me great pleasure to announce my first book in the inspirational series, “There In God’s Grace” will be released for Pre-Sales next week. It is my goal to share the gift God graciously gave me. For me, it isn’t even so much about the content but more importantly, I conquered, against all odds, my dyslexia to write it. My disabilities, editing problems, and even a publishing company who went defunct before it could hit the store shelf were just some of the obstacles I had to overcome to get me here today.

But the most amazing part of my trials and tribulations was God making me wait for my wife. She came back into my life after a mere friendship thirty years ago. It’s incredible how God planned “us” all along, since 1985! About the same time I was anointed to be God’s writer, my wife, Anne, was accepted to work for a publishing company 1,500 miles away, unbeknownst to either of us. This whole synopsis is nothing short of a miracle. So, I pray you will get the opportunity to read our book.

With all of our growing pains, we outgrew our original website/blog format and it needed to be remodeled. When the blog was created in June 2017, we had zero followers. By December 2017, we jumped to 860,000 followers and now we have an influx of 20.6 million readers. Our website was not originally designed to handle that much traffic, so we are continuing to improve the speed and agility of it.

It was suggested to eliminate our blogs on some of the Facebook and internet platforms (13 in total) my wife has worked so hard on to spread my words. But because it was YOU who put me in this incredible position, my only way to thank you is to turn a deaf ear. I owe everything to you, my friends and followers, regardless of what platform you are reading my blogs!

I promise to continue our blog as my sweet wife starts to edit the second book in this series. My prayers go out to each and every person reading, liking, and sharing my narratives. God bless you and thank you so much! As children of God, we all need each other —

In God’s love,

Dana

Making The Bed

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This is my bed. It is a black metal futon frame with a Full size mattress on it. The futon came with a typical futon mattress and for over two years I slept on the futon mattress (though I added a foam eggshell mattress topper).

Realized several years ago my mental health is going down the tubes when my kitchen gets to be a mess. The kitchen is the one room in the house I need to have clean. I can have piles of papers and clean and dirty clothes but if there are piles of dishes in the sink and the stove is not wiped off then something is wrong.

More recently I have discovered how much making my bed affects my mental state. My grandmother used to always make her bed. She made mine too, and tried to get me to make my own bed when I was old enough. My grandparent’s bed had a bed skirt and everything. It was a Queen size bed. Box Spring, mattress,  and a wooden headboard.  The Headboard matched the dresser and both were given to my grandparent’s as a gift from some of the parishioners of one of the Churches Grandfather served.

My grandmother had a hand embroidered Quilt Set. It was white with a blue cornflower motif. The bed skirt, top quilt, and several throw pillows made up the set. She would make the bed as most people do.  Fitted sheet, Top sheet, light cover (made for sleeping) and the decorative cornflower top quilt (not made for sleeping). She would finish it off with the decorative pillows.

Yeah, that isn’t me.  I learned from grandfather how to make hospital corners. My first job was a housekeeper at a Days Inn. So I made plenty of beds….not necessarily my own. For a long time even sleeping with any type of sheet on the bed was a hit or miss. I don’t do Top sheets at all. I was staying at friend’s house and her parents had a sleeper sofa. To make it more comfortable her mom had put one of the crushed velveteen blankets under the fitted sheet. Then the Top sheet and the sleeping cover. No need for a decorative quilt on a sleeper sofa. Without the use of my CPAP I run marathons in my sleep. I turn to one side and then the other. One time I did a complete 180 in my bed and woke up where my feet had been when I went to sleep the night before. Anyway, the next day when my friend’s mom went to strip and remake the bed we discovered I had not only bunched up the top sheet under the cover but I had somehow manage to strip the velveteen blanket under the fitted sheet without removing the fitted sheet.

At this point in my life my bedding consist of a fitted sheet, the blanket you see on the bed in the photo and three body pillows–with pillow casings (another non consistent item in my bed making).  I added the only two throw pillows I have left which I care about. The Hello Kitty one I found while touring an empty apartment. It was in a really high cabinet which may or may not have had a rifle in it as well. The realtor agent never told me. The second throw pillow is in the color and has the House Crest of my favorite House in Harry Potter: Slytherin. The pillow was hand embroidered by a friend of mine who loves Harry Potter as much (or even more) than I do.

While my bed is simple to make, the act of making it, and of laundering sheets, pillowcases, and cover one a month or as needed, gives me sense of peace and order; starting my day off on the right note.

My suggestion to anyone who feels out of control or anxiety ridden or in a bad place mentally is to find the “making your bed” thing to help you through, to get you back on track. It might be journaling when you first wake up, or having a cup of coffee, or walking, or it make actually be making your bed. Whatever it is, having one thing which helps all the other things in life move easier through day is invaluable.

Who are your friends?

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Who are your friends?
Are they positive
Or negative?
Are they smart
Or sluggish;
Who are your friends?
Are they lazy
Or hard working?
Are they responsible
Or irresponsible?
Who are you friends?
Are they winners
Or losers?
Are they ordinary
Or extraordinary?
Who are your friends?
Are they focused
Or scattered?
Choose your friends
With great care

Welcome Day Three of Walking

Some notes about my daily walks. One it is really hard not to take a bunch of pictures and cheat, posting them on days I don’t walk. This would be self defeating. I have set a limit on myself: three to six pictures a day. Two I love where I live. I wave at every car passing me. Today 6 out of 8 drivers waved back. Country/Small Town people are pretty friendly. Lastly, I measure my distance by mailboxes. My phone has the Samsung Health App which measures my actual distance and time. What I do is pick a mailbox up a head and walk until I get to it. Each day I pick a further out mailbox.

So without anymore delay, today’s pictures:

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The Daily Trees to inspire. From this angle they look like they are in line but they are not.
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This is a path into the woods I would like to walk but I am not sure who owns the property.
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First Wooly Warm of Autumn. Anyone know the folklore about the coloration and Winter?
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A turtle cross in the road. This folklore I know, when turtles cross the road it means rain is coming.
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BONUS PIC: My best friend’s two year old not ready to face

Looking Young And Ageing

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I am in the fortunate position of looking considerably younger than I am.  It is lovely, and I do what I can to keep it this way; face yoga, meditation, seeds in my porridge.  Daily smoothies packed with ground seeds and powders.  I also take about 14 different supplements every day.

Stepping into the business world as a young-looking person, however, is a different story.  People struggle to support a young person, emotionally.  It is a primal urge.  I hold no judgement.  Ageing is hard – hence the aforementioned daily routine.

I think compassion is the only way through it, for the young and old.  We all have our struggles.  Remember young people do not have the experience to understand their emotions yet.  Growing up is a rough time.  Likewise society persecutes us for ageing, despite all the experience and understanding and philosophising we offer.

Have compassion, support.  Be the best you.

 

By www.upwardjourneys.com

Relationship Advice: What To Do If Your Partner Is Mad At You???

I know you might have faced it so many times, tell me what works for you or for your partner. If still confused please read this article… I bet it will work