Granddaughter soccer today. 7-year-old soccer at noon followed by 10-year-old soccer at 1:30. These girls play pretty intense soccer.
Two days in a row of sunny days with temperatures in the mid 80s - so hot. The heat takes a toll on me. We took my new portable oxygen with an extra battery (or two) so that I was able to have constant oxygen. I guess it's not surprising that my oxygen needs increase as the temperature and humidity rise.
When I carry a tank, I have to keep shutting it off to conserve the oxygen which leaves me with a periodic oxygen shortage. I'm incredibly grateful for the portable oxygen concentrator.
This was a very tiring weekend, but wonderful to watch my grandchildren play with so much intensity and skill - and to know that they count on me being there.
I had a brief conversation with my 12-year-old grandson yesterday after his football game, "Congratulations on the two great runs you had up here at this end of the field - and the touchdown that followed - not to mention that fantastic block you made that allowed the other touchdown for your team. No block - no touchdown. Great job! I love to watch you play!"
His eyes sparkle when he grins.... "And I love it when you watch me play - sooooo it's a great fit." (He likes it that I have at least some idea of what he actually did in the game. I try.)
A high five and a mega-sweaty football hug followed.
I'm delighted that I was able to go to all four games. I don't care that it will take me a few days to regroup. I do have a couple of concerns, though, about the busyness of my life. Maybe I found some of the answers to my questions yesterday - and maybe some new questions.
A friend sent me a book titled "Healing After Loss - Daily Meditations for Working Through Grief " by Martha Whitmore Hickman. I think it will be really helpful. I hope so.
For example, the following excerpt from Day #2 was a light bulb moment for me. I'll include it below...
"Our task is to be attentive when the messages of mind and memory come. If we let them go by unattended the first time, they will probably cost more in the long run."
The problem with a life this busy, is that there are times that I feel a message of mind or memory, and at the moment I feel them, I'm not able to honor them at that precise time - I'm driving - or in a store (you never know when those moments are going to hit) - or in some other public place. Later when I have the opportunity, they're gone.
Between the appointments (I have three doctor's appointments and a haircut appointment this week) , my shop (which takes at least 3-5 hours per day), friends (probably 3-4 hours per week), and most importantly, my children and grandchildren (can be 8-10 hours per week), That doesn't include the two hours per day it takes me to take a shower, do the whole hair thing, and get dressed - or meals - or writing here.
I want - and need - time to "sit with it" as WooWoo says. It's important - more than important.
How do I honor the messages and the memories? How do I navigate this?
Two days in a row of sunny days with temperatures in the mid 80s - so hot. The heat takes a toll on me. We took my new portable oxygen with an extra battery (or two) so that I was able to have constant oxygen. I guess it's not surprising that my oxygen needs increase as the temperature and humidity rise.
When I carry a tank, I have to keep shutting it off to conserve the oxygen which leaves me with a periodic oxygen shortage. I'm incredibly grateful for the portable oxygen concentrator.
This was a very tiring weekend, but wonderful to watch my grandchildren play with so much intensity and skill - and to know that they count on me being there.
I had a brief conversation with my 12-year-old grandson yesterday after his football game, "Congratulations on the two great runs you had up here at this end of the field - and the touchdown that followed - not to mention that fantastic block you made that allowed the other touchdown for your team. No block - no touchdown. Great job! I love to watch you play!"
His eyes sparkle when he grins.... "And I love it when you watch me play - sooooo it's a great fit." (He likes it that I have at least some idea of what he actually did in the game. I try.)
A high five and a mega-sweaty football hug followed.
I'm delighted that I was able to go to all four games. I don't care that it will take me a few days to regroup. I do have a couple of concerns, though, about the busyness of my life. Maybe I found some of the answers to my questions yesterday - and maybe some new questions.
A friend sent me a book titled "Healing After Loss - Daily Meditations for Working Through Grief " by Martha Whitmore Hickman. I think it will be really helpful. I hope so.
For example, the following excerpt from Day #2 was a light bulb moment for me. I'll include it below...
"Our task is to be attentive when the messages of mind and memory come. If we let them go by unattended the first time, they will probably cost more in the long run."
The problem with a life this busy, is that there are times that I feel a message of mind or memory, and at the moment I feel them, I'm not able to honor them at that precise time - I'm driving - or in a store (you never know when those moments are going to hit) - or in some other public place. Later when I have the opportunity, they're gone.
Between the appointments (I have three doctor's appointments and a haircut appointment this week) , my shop (which takes at least 3-5 hours per day), friends (probably 3-4 hours per week), and most importantly, my children and grandchildren (can be 8-10 hours per week), That doesn't include the two hours per day it takes me to take a shower, do the whole hair thing, and get dressed - or meals - or writing here.
I want - and need - time to "sit with it" as WooWoo says. It's important - more than important.
How do I honor the messages and the memories? How do I navigate this?
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