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What Do Garden Gnomes and Nell Have in Common?

You may know that we were “adopted” by our neighbors, and their daughter calls us Grand Neighbor. My husband and I have fun with this.

Last year she (for this I’ll call her Nell) noticed a garden gnome door I had made and asked about it. Nell wondered how we got it and how she could get one. Well we told her that gnomes are shy around people, but we’d talk with our gnomes and see what happens.

Nats gnome doorSo, of course for her birthday (in December) a gnome door appeared in their yard. Mom video taped Nell’s reaction so we could see. Grand Neighborette told Daddy that they had to show Grand Neighbors!! Yes, we’ve been having fun.

Shortly after the gnomes “arrived” it happened that someone threw trash out a car window – a pizza box. We told her that the gnomes must have had a fun house warming party.

Now it’s Summer (well according to the calendar), Nell and Mommy have been doing yard work and clearing some of the foliage around the gnome door. She put out chairs and a Welcome sign. She also sent a note saying she was glad to have a garden for them and explained what she planned for the garden. And added “Love you Gnomes.”

Of course the gnomes HAD to write back. Blue Jay and Bearfoot thanked her for the chairs and the sign and told her she’s doing a fine job.

Today’s note? Nell wants to know other gnome names (presuming Grand Neighbor’s gnomes – those will be Periwinkle and Buckhorn), wants a playdate, said it’s OK for her gnomes to add things. (Bearfoot is thinking about a picnic table…). Then added “PS please don’t leave your trash outside.” Hmm, it seems those young gnomes have to clean up their act! Oh and I understand that there’s another note, she wants the little mesh bag and ribbon (used to tie the note) returned.

It seems that Bearfoot also has to find a mailbox. Hmm, maybe Blue Jay can do that one.

Now about that play date thing. I’ll have to remind Nell that gnomes (being very shy) are night creatures and that when they’re around people at any time they “freeze” in to statues. Being a statue makes it very hard to play. Oh, have to tell her that sometimes gnomes travel to help wild creatures, so there may be some times when you won’t see an answer to your notes right away.

Now to answer that question: What Do Garden Gnomes and Nell Have in Common? Grand Neighbors!

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Finding the Positive in My Experiences

There are times in a person’s life when they’re just not sure of themselves. You know, sometimes not comfortable being in their own skin. I was told/taught at an early age (three) that I’m not pretty; Mom wasn’t sure how to make sure I wouldn’t grow up to be vain. But that slap across the face and telling me that I wasn’t pretty took care of that concern. Mom wasn’t sure how to reverse that teaching (that’s what Dad told me after Mom died). So, over the years I had a lousy self-image and low self-esteem.

I’ve gotten better.

Then I became a person with a chronic condition (I’m not nearly as bad as others) and I didn’t want to admit I have epilepsy. I rationalized that I perhaps had a mild seizure disorder that wasn’t serious and would go away. I mean when you have one seizure, then a couple of years would go by… of course I wouldn’t (willingly) believe that I have epilepsy.

This morning I was thinking about how special today is; you see 32 years ago today (Valentine’s Day) was the first time my husband said “I love you.” I remember this because I had tried to say it the night before. He gently put his hand over my mouth and wouldn’t let me say anything. Well, that hurt. But in the morning he fixed me breakfast and said those three wonderful words. Then the silliest thing, we went to the store, looked at Valentine’s cards handed one to each other (the one we would have bought) and hugged and kissed in the store. Silly yes, but definitely a memory that has stayed with me all these years.

You see with my seizures I have gotten to a point where there are a lot of things in my life I’ve seem to have forgotten.

So, while I was reminiscing about 32 years ago, I was going thru some cards and letters I’ve kept over the years. I have the first letter he wrote me – he went out of state for work. It took him a while because he’s not the greatest at writing, but he wrote me. Don’t misinterpret, we talked every other day. As I got further into the stack of cards I found the cards from co-workers from my days at HDS (that job that I would still be working at today if they hadn’t merged, or at least I like to think so). I was in the first group to be laid-off, we had a farewell celebration. One of those “goodbye, we’ll miss you we wish you (those of us leaving) the best of luck.” I still have the gifts I was given and the cards. I was reading the cards. I truly liked working with all my former co-workers, I still like them and miss them, but you know with that self-esteem thing I didn’t really think they liked me all that well. I had always thought they simply tolerated me.

As I sit here thinking of all that’s happened since 2005, I think that perhaps being forced to go to the higher stressed job was a good thing. Because you see that job, was where I had my record amount of seizures – even two in one day. That job is where the co-workers were afraid of me, my seizures, so they did their best to drive me away and forced my leave of absence. If I hadn’t gone thru all the massive stress of that job I truly believe that I would not have had all of those seizures. I wouldn’t have had the tests (including surgical test) I did in 2007. I believe that I wouldn’t be seizure-free since August 2007.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI will always miss working at HDS. I do miss all my co-workers (I do still keep in touch with some, even if it is only via facebook and we have gotten together for dinner). But I do know that re-reading those cards, does remind me that I have made a positive impact in my life. They tell me that yes; I am a good person, that people found a positive value in me and truly wished me well. While yes, I need to know that for myself (I’m still learning), it is good to know that others have felt that way about me.

What a Psychic Once Told Me

Rather interesting email yesterday. It told me that I needed to be concerned because:

I am contacting you now because this morning I had a powerful flash about you and I felt the enormous distress that you are carrying with you at the moment.
If act NOW then you have every chance to resolve the major questions which you have about your love life at this time.
I know you now feel abandonned and alone as far as your love life is concerned but I want you to know that this is no longer the case because I want to help you to work through this situation.

Yes, this person is a psychic I contacted – based on a friend’s recommendation. The above excerpt is exactly how she sent it – with typos. My reactions:

  • Enormous distress????? Huh?
  • What major questions about my love life? My husband and I are very happy thank you very much! We’ve been together 30 years and married 26.
  • There is no way I feel abandoned.

This is the same psychic who told me at the beginning of last year that she saw a lot of travel for me for the year. Well, OK I’ll give her that one. I did go to a convention in Chicago. I did do a lot of driving back and forth to the hospital because of my husband’s surgeries. OK, on the “a lot of travel” thing.

Then she said, here is a list of your lucky days. On these days you should play the lottery, I know you will win. OK, what could that hurt? I played the Lotto and instant tickets. Win? Not once. The only one who did well on that was the State Lottery Commission – they sold more tickets.

It is very rare that I contact psychics for readings (the last time was when I was 21 and Mom thought the person was great – another way off base person), but sometimes they are entertaining. I should say right now, I’m sure there truly are gifted people out there. Just because I haven’t found one doesn’t mean they don’t exist. Maybe it’s that I don’t completely understand exactly what they’re telling me?

What do I actually learn from psychics?

Well, there is the belief that I am smart and can make my own way in life – with the help of friends and loved ones. This is how everyone truly does well in life. A truly wealthy person cannot count how many friends they have – because there are so many. A wealthy person counts their blessings – and they are abundant!

My life is blessed. I have people I love and who love me. I have friends, and people who think I’m great even when I don’t see where they get that idea. I do thank God – every day – for this and ask for help for my family and friends (as the need arises). You’d better believe that I asked for help for Kim’s cancer and that he be given the ability to beat it. It worked – he is a little over a year and cancer free. But the doctor won’t declare this for another 3 years.

So, thank you God for my life.

Oh, a positive flow of income wouldn’t hurt…