Sunday, July 15, 2012

Being thankful hopeful and empathetic

Well dad is a trooper. His nurse laughed today and said "you are doing so good, what are you doing here?" All kidding aside he is recovering well. There is an awesome nurse here, I call him Billy Blanks. Reminds me of him. I call him dads personal trainer because he is always getting him up and going, moving forward. We are so grateful for all the warm thoughts and prayers and we still need them. We still have a road ahead of us.

You know, is it hard to be here, among all these wonderful people. People who are suffering and some who are struggling with loosing hope. There is always someone worse off than you. I am so thankful to be here with my dad, that I can be here for him. I am hopeful that we will have some more good fishing days ahead. One day at a time.

There is a fellow here, we spoke with his wife at length today while we had supper. It is so hard to see that hopelessness in someones eyes. Her husbands brother comes to visit and bring her back and forth but for the most part she is here alone with him most of the time. We share our struggles with each other, and I pray for her husband. It is one thing to bear a burden but having lived a full and blessed life can make it easier. It stings a little less, and you say "well no matter what happens, God doesn't owe me anything." But for those who have to bear these burdens when they are young, when they have hardly made it out of diapers, or those who worked their whole life, who almost reach retirement, only to be slapped with the insult of possibly being faced with only months to live.

We go along our merry way in our lives, blissfully unaware of the alarms ringing in the hospital wards, the pain and suffering, moaning about our parking tickets. Don't. Take every negative you have going and turn it into some kind of a positive. Think of the lovely couple across from my dad today who smiled ear to ear so happy to be getting married, here, in a hospital. Thankful because he survived a head on collision with a rock face. He survived his scull being crushed in by his eye, the brain trauma, the massive wound to his leg which has him unable to walk on his own yet, though he swears he will. He wants to take his 7 month old daughter for a walk with his beautiful, now wife, her great big smile with us all day today.

Hug your spouse. Tell them every damn day how much you love them, and tell them why you do. Even if it is just because they make you breakfast every morning. Play with your kids, forget about the housework it will still be there tomorrow. If someone tisks at you for your messy house tell them if they came to visit your clean house it is not home right now!
Be thankful for what you have. Always be hopeful for the future and what wondrous possibilities it may bring you. And never, not matter how mean someone is loose empathy for others. Sometimes they are mean because they are faced with difficulties we don't know and all they need is your patience and empathy.

I am thankful for all I have, including still having my dad.

I am hopeful that he will beat the odds

I am sending out my love and empathy to the universe in hopes that those who need it will find it.

the fairy.

Poor dad. I grabbed the wrong glasses for him and we all laughed so hard at him last night. He looked like a toothless Mr. Magoo! He would kill me if he saw this. HAHAHAH!

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Prayers, positive thoughts and sending out love...

Wow, this feels so weird. You haven't heard from me for a while. Honestly I can't remember the last time I posted. 

I have been busy, some good, some bad. My dad has been keeping me fairly busy these days and he is why I am here today. I am off to sleep right away, I have to be up in five hours. Mom and I are following my dad into the city for surgery,( he is going by ambulance). It has been a long two and half months of emergency rooms, hospital rooms, CT's, ERCP's, some SOB's but mostly lovely wonderful healthcare workers. Tomorrow my dad should be in surgery for at least five hours and up to 10 or twelve. Of course there are risks for anyone but the older you are the higher the risk and my dad is in his early 80's. He is a tough ole bun yack (Ukranian), but this is going to be very tough on him and he needs your prayers, positive thoughts.

I drew this image over a year ago and it actually is a sketch of my dad with my son, after we had gone fishing. 

 I am giving this image for free right now and I will leave it up until my dad's surgery is over tomorrow. In exchange I would appreciate:

1. If you pray, please pray for my dad, Norman, that his surgery goes well and everything turns out good. If you belong to a prayer group or have a prayer chain in your parish, please add my dad to your prayer chain. Also, could you leave me a comment letting me know if you did and how many are on your chain. I would love to tell him how many people are praying for him and from where. 

2. If you do not pray, maybe you are of the positive thinking family, and believe in asking the universe for what you want, could you send out positive thoughts and wishes into the Universe for him. 

3. If you do neither, just love art and that is what brought you here, then could you please take this image, make something lovely with it and give it to someone who could use some cheering up. Send some love out in the form of sharing your gift/love of art and craft.

Big thanks from my dad!