Late Night Loneliness

I am in a lot of pain tonight.
I had a post to write for the other blog and it left my heart hurting.
We took the kids to a wave pool and that left my knee and back hurting too.
I'm sad and sorry for the hurt in the world.
I wax human, mortal and clay.

My Beloved rests He needs it, so do I but I need to wait for the Advil to kick in and lighten the pain. I had asthma bite me at the pool today. I had swam a long lap, I felt so free and so strong. I reached the pool edge and I had a truck on my chest . I was sucking air so bad I felt sorta afraid. I held the edge and walked into the shallows. When the wave pool was on I stayed with Dash in the shallow while Daddy Man and Dove went to the depths, Oh she is so athletic and loves the intense play. Dove is so amazingly beautiful and jollies in her Daddies attention. Kids both wear vests so I am O.K. with it. I wear a inner tube because I just can not trust my knee if someone knocks into me or if I have to grab Dash. Dash is not O.K. in the deeps so I keep him close with me. It was a lot of fun watching him glory in his boyhood. I feel sad my bones won't do what my mind thinks they should (wishes they could). I must loose some weight and try to get a strengthening(maybe the insurance will cover the shots) , and continue to come to terms with my physical limitations. It pulls a vacuum! (sucks!) pg blog :)

I miss my Mom (or the role of one for me) tonight and all the others who have passed on. I am sad. I miss my good friend Mary Margret she passed way too soon. Marjorie my sweet Sister in Christ is a sweet memory now, so many years gone by. Maybe they are up there at His right hand praying for me now cause I'm crying. I only cry when I am feeling loved. I'm just having a good "rip the gut" cry. When I was in my bed just laying there before I came back in here, I just ask God to read me scripture in my head. They flowed like pink lemon aide I love the scripture His voice within me. I love who it has caused me to become. I just can't believe that I was once so different, but I am. I am .
I am so loved so endowed with every good thing around me. I have everything I could of ever dreamed of surrounding me in persons and possessions. I am so blessed, so whole, so loved.
My weeping pours out of me it physically hurts.

Oh Dear Anonymous you have touched something so deep within me that I heal in its weeping, its pain.
I won.
Thank you.

Out with a class room in with a studio.

As early as 2000 I had a class room set up in the family room. I taught Dove pre-k. some of K and then because we ere going to Russia to get Dash, we placed her into a public K., She attended some of 1st grade in public ,but the school was a charter and they did not have to follow government access to special needs for kids, she was being pulled out of class twice a week. an aide would work with her, although I appreciated it; well, it was not someone with the skill set that she should have worked under. The school was very accelerated and it damaged Doves esteem. I watched her decline and pulled her out mid 1st grade. Only to find out that be had been being targeted by a bully. I taught her 1st grade and second grade yet we had a lot going on. Our Son came home VERY ill. I had a radical hip-hip hysterectomy 6 weeks later. Dash had two surgeries within his first 6 months home.


Dove thrived loving to learn and help. Dad found her one day mopping, too sweet. Well we brought her baby brother home from Russia when he was a very ill 10 month old who needed a lot of medical attention. I taught full year round. Very intentional of all the base foundational topics. I placed a hight emphasis on character development. I taught them why our family held our beliefs, health, science , math, geography with a strong emphasis on culture and societal belief systems. Reading and Art being two we really celebrated with gusto. I was so busy teaching that I am grieved to find very little photo records. I never just got to be "mom"


My children know the continents and the socio economic characteristics of nations and peoples. They understand them selves in space and on the earth even down in to the communities they live in.

We loved school and a school it was.I have supplied all aspects with everything imaginable to equip them with the wonder of education. Behind them is the widow that is in the studio. Each child is computer literate and they understand hardware and software of the mainframes. I subscribed to some wonderful home schooling providers and we used A Beka, and many other recourses. We made a A huge investment in the future.

In the spring of 2007 we had our 25th wedding anniversary. It was the first time Beloved and I had a rest in some time. All the while we home schooled we also kept pace with a multitude of therapy for Occupation, speech, physical, Psychologist and psychiatrist for medication to be maintained. I was worn out!
The academic and social aspects were needing a greater focus (we did do a lot of play dates as well). It was time for me to let go of a life long dream and a mission I had worked so hard at being competent in. I was over my head. When Beloved lost a career (the plant closed down) that then also called my other skills into a greater need. Mind you I have always been a professional homemaker but my skills had become in greater demand
I waited 16 years before we finally had adopted Dove, We were married 20 years before I had Dash as my Son. All the while facing the battles and trials of life. Surgeries to many to count.
It was time to let go.
After a big fight with God a let go. I have overcome and learned a lot about trusting HIM with my children . Home school was not a mistake! It set them up very well with strong foundations and a greater understanding than most children, then even most adults :)


So now here is the new, After obeying God I have received a new sewing machine worth over $8000. (that I returned so that the giver would know that they were loved unconditionally) It came back to me and now I have a woman who knows I love her and a new machine ( my other was a 1957 phaff), Fabric galore, A "dream" of a beading center that I longed for since childhood. (several people gave me beads) I also invested in some estate sales on e-bay (hours of sorting).
Just this week I received a gift, a new professional cutting table. My sister who also recently moved gave me threads for embroidery, and many other tools, fabrics and supplies.


This weekend The STUDIO became the focus for attention.
I turned this big job into what is to follow

The embroidery machine is covered foreground.

I also just received a whole new wardrobe from a woman who passed away.
Her daughter and I stayed up late into the night recently speaking of the things of the spirit.
With the loss of my husbands former career we lost 2/3 of our income and if it were not for that we would not be qualifying for federal aide for our son who may have Ushers Syndrome ( a condition where total blindness/deafness is at threat).
You see God has His eye on the sparrow!
This is one of the tops that was given to me.

I altered it and added a little more pizazz.
I am a little embarrassed to show you my Studio. It is a culmination of so many gifts that I am crying now to show it to you.
LOVE is one of the only things that will bring me to tears.
I learned in childhood never to cry. I have been given so much.
This is what I was able to do with it this weekend.

A messy beading table. I placed the fold out table collapsed behind it to add a little depth. I can fold out the wing if I do several lay outs at a time. For mass production to sell things at craft shows and up at the Pine Gallery.

Well, cleaned up it looked like this. Following the lead of one of New Chelse Morning, I started a nice journal of images, I am inspired by. I have studied color for wardrobe and make up extensively. I use this knowledge in clothing and jewelry design.

It looked like this afterward.
In another image below Beloved put up a photo shelf over the left side.

I had all this yet to sort out, and many small jobs are represented here. My sewing table gets to be a family catch all. Under the table I stored the tempura and paint supplies, the bin is full of batting and quilting supplies. Under the sewing wing are bins sorted by textiles and various findings and such. The home school papers are yet to be sorted in this image. A bitter sweet job.

Looking up, in by inch.
I hung the stained glass quilt blocks above the four corner windows. They are so beautiful (they too, were a sweet gift)

After a long day of little jobs and fun creative expression.
The scraping job of our Indian wedding is in a few bins under the table too.

For years I have kept little storage bins of findings, buttons, zippers, items separated by like things, tubing, keys and key bobs, cutting tools, leather working tools, rulers/protractors,you get the idea. I have the big binders divided into year/months for the scrapping I have yet to do. My study books, bible references. Parenting books are here, with hazardous things up high. This still needs a good work out. This once was all the teaching resources, so I have not gotten it all the way it needs to be. I created a little home office off to the left. We made a private room for Hubby so he has his space. He has the mens support group there weekly.

See the pink shelf he put up.

This corner is still wanting.
Beloved gave me the jewelers desk for my birthday two years ago.
That big stack to the sky is sewing and repair jobs in the cue. You'll see them as I get to it.

This is my nitch. Beloved turned my study table into a monitor stand. The blue basket on the floor is all the work to be done to our master address list. As I told you I was poured out. So many things were neglected due to just nothing of me left for so long.
This is the rocker I raised both children in. Under the desk wing are the storage bins of supplies. Almost all of them acquired over the years off of clearance racks or thing retired and given to me by fellows. Many elders have honored me with the things they once held so dear.
I look forward to the months ahead. Where now I have learned that it does matter that I pursue the arts. That is who I am an artist . A Mother is who I get to be now, that I have more time to just be with the kids. I will always be their first and primary teacher. I receive the privilege to have others help me give them an academic education. I just get to be what I always waited for and longed to be "a Mother". An "artist" , "writer" and a "home maker" who is a very loved "friend" and "Wife" to a man who loves God.

Sighted! The International Space Station with Shuttle attached.

Equipped with all the necessary drinks, snacks and
binoculars we awaited the sighting.

Eyes to the sky.
Beloved had a pin point on the N/NW at 10* to 17*
I love the t-shirt Lost in thought, He is one to have to shift gears we call it if he is in the middle of something.

We saw it! It looked like a very intentional slow moving star and lasted only one minute before it disappeared! We all cheered, and high five'd each other.
Did any one else out there see it?

Shelf for back packs and lunch boxes.

"Daddy Man" mounted this for us today.
Now I can have a place just for the back packs and lunches.
I have collected shelves like this one over the years and have a few around and one or two in the attic. They always come in useful.
That is one of the paintings his mother did, It is oil on canvas.A view of Sadona's Oak Creak Canyon. She is a well established artist .
This is just off the kitchen on the way to the kids rooms.

Friday Dash lost his Tooth in the Play ground.

After some effort this Morning Dash retrieved the note from the tooth fairy that had fallen out from under his pillow and onto the floor. He lost his tooth in the play ground.( it fell out at recess) AT LAST!!!!!!!!! Poor kid has been suffering for a week!

He was hoping for a transformer... The tooth fairy had a late night.

See all gone!

Carnaval of family life. SWEET ONION

SWEET ONION

How fun it is to be a Family. Waking to the expected and the unexpected. Life layered like a sweet Vidalia Onion. Each day the lessons of the day before add to the rich flavor of my life. Rested minds, bodies fresh for the adventure of a new moment filled with ventures and more knowledge to gain. Eggs to be cooked and eaten, counter tops cleaned. Toys scattered only to be retrieved.

Laughter to overwhelm the silence, Giggles to subdue the clamor. Crescendos of voice reverberate walls. Silly songs to up hold us as frustration temps at the door.
Meals pass through kitchen, dishes pilled to the sky; saying "riches , riches" Oh! who am I. To have such a surplus, such bounty to see.
Laundry in piles colors vibrant dimmed, stained with soil of glee. Textiles soft, warm woven in time, tell of inches grown girth gained new garments to be sewn. As statue gains hight adolescence approaches steadily, slowly sure true to come.
Team players strengths are accessed, weakness covered over. Love flows. Safety in numbers reverenced with respect. Wedged or sliced diced in measure the seasons of our broth to savor.
Treating ailments with remedy, hurt feelings... hugs. Tending to wounding with healing powers that care. Layer by layer pealed away are the discomforts of each member.
Puppies and old dogs , hair every where. Times to sweep and days to mop, lawns to mow and dug to throw... It happens, that way, as the days roll on. Like layers in time the weekends come and go.
Car to wax as the summer suns promise to pass, assurances that this heat really wont last. Oh, to have them play out on that lawn to hear laughter and watch antics without furniture breakage or loss.
The years grow small like a center to gain and then one day the moment achieved, youth will have vanished. Grown they will be. Their own massive Vidalia in hand to entwine. In time our sweet onion will bear the roots of its home. The foliage bright.
Life one day to harvest out of the very soil in which it was grown.
A family.

Photo Contest.. Back to school.

Come over to Write from Karen's she is having a photo contest. Too cute images from the first day of school. I'd say vote for me , but you vote for your choice. They are all so adorable. Come join the fun


The Pain of Separation. Comfort our little ones...
Mom's comfort each other.
...He came home very happy! He loves going to school and has since the first afternoon home. They often do. Really.
Post script. He was unaware that I was taking the photo, (his sister was enjoying her image being captured), so I just turned the camera in his direction.Please don't think he was not being offered comfort. This is his first day of 1st grade. He has hearing aides and is very concerned he will be made fun of. He had three months of first grade last year after being home schooled he was to advance for kindergarten. So he continues with first grade he is upset because no one else has to have hearing aides and he just wanted to stay with me. Poor thing had to face a battle with fear. He won it! Man that hurts just to look at.

Photo Hunters ...TWO

Two children blowing a kiss to a worm. Saying good by to a wiggly friend.
PhotoHunt

Family Date Night.

Hello, it is late evening now. Beloved is reading to the children (The Hardy Boys Mysteries) and calming them for sleep. We just finished a good movie. Called "DUMA", it is set in Africa, a story of a 12 year old boy, a cheetah raised as a Kit. The journey to set it to the wild and the coming of age, while finding ones way home. It was very good for all of us. Wild things best left wild is a statement I have often given the children. It was directed by a man who directed "fly away home" a story of geese and the migration and healing of a girls heart. It too a good movie. We got it at Wal-Mart for $7.50. We went to Mexican food and had a very nice time with each other.

Dear Ametra I am having a problem getting through to you, your old blog will come up but not the current. Also email is returned . So if your out there I am thinking of you. Thank you for your comments. I'll speak with my husband to see if he can help with the problem.

I am at peace.
Be embraced in HIS loving arms.
Good night.

Friday fiest

Christine over at "Are We there Yet Mom" has given us some food for thought.
Go over and join us. We'll all have a little stone soup for thought.

Appetizer
Describe your laundry routine. Do you have a certain day when you do it all, or do you just wash whatever you need for the next day?

My life is a series of bubbles. As it bubbles up to the surface. I will often do loads in a group. I'll get the kids clothes done by doing the washing and drying, with them switching the loads for me. I make one large pile and separate Dash from Dove. If the clothes are turned out I will fold them if not they each have their own pile and after school they turn them right side out. I lay the shirts out flat in a stack and hang them by placing an hanger in and then just fold the hanger over never lifting it until all are on hangers.. They put the things away for the most part. I do sox's every 2 weeks. I keep a sox's basket,I mate them when they are flattened and separated into colors/whites. For our laundry I wait and do 5/6 loads in a day. I separate textiles /colors, hand wash delicate. Wash and hang a lot out on the line and then lay shirts and dresses Mine/HIS, out flat take to closet and lay them out on a stool and insert the hangers and hang them in there place. Sorted with like items. By laying shirts out flat and smoothing them out, you have much less ironing to do.

Soup
In your opinion, what age will you be when you’ll consider yourself to truly be old?

I think of age as becoming more the fool (a fool gets old this is a very grievous thing to me) you have lived to be or acquiring the wisdom that the Sage gains (a sage becomes an Elder).
I am gaining knowledge through understanding. If I live through the lessons and walk in wisdom, then to be old is to be sage (this is my desire). It has no year but it has a character that is developed over time.
Now the bones are another thing. Joy keeps wherry bones and pain at bay. My bones are not spry as once they were, they creek and grown. My bones have lived hard not in years but in experience. Bones have a life and it is limited. My bones are becoming old before their time. It is to be my effort to gain as much from them as I can. Joy is a benefit to endure the physical pain of the bone. Even the very young can have to face old bones.

Salad
What is one of your goals? Is it short-term, long-term, or both?

Short term is to address many piles of time consuming tasks. So that I might have my studio free of the mass of clutter that is stiffening my creativity.

Long term is to raise my children up into honorable independent adulthoods.

Main Course
Name something unbelievable you’ve seen or read lately.

The History of the 1960's. It is an amazing time in world history. It was the time of my childhood. I was the only one of 8 children who did not run away. It was a time of social anarchy in our country. It was a time of mass murders in the Check Republic, Mexico and all over our globe our college and university students were beaten for standing up to a corrupt upper level leadership ( and in some cases acting like jerks). We were at war in Viet Nam and it was massacring so many of our citizens ( and theirs too). We had a level of devision in our country that almost took us down. People were at polar views and no one could hear each other. Our soldiers came home and were at war here in their own country with fellow Americans after having been drafted into a war that left them wounded in so many ways. Soldiers were forced to come home and attack their own country men and women at Burkley and many other campus all over. It was a time of HELL in America and throughout the world.

Dessert
On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how happy are you today?

I think more today in terms of peaceful. I am very peaceful a 10. Happy? Well it is sorta relative... I am so pleased with the life I have the privilege to live. So in that a 10 happy to be who I am where I am, and doing what I love. I am very sleepy. The battles are light so far today thats a 10. The children are established with esteem thats a 10. The transitions are smooth and I am calm, my pain loads are low and I was able to walk around the block ( 10's).
I think the attitude of gratitude is making all of it a 10. I am glad to be alive and to be in God's embrace.

a few little things

Good Morning! BIG HUG!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now You got a hug for the start of your day!
I hope the morning will be a wonder of beauty in every little way!
Mine is a bit cloudy outdoors sorta gray maybe I'll get a little rain :)

My Dear Friend over at Photo Daughter of the King sent me this this morning I thought I would pass it on.


The 'LITTLE' Things .

As you might know, the head of a company survived
9/11 because his son started kindergarten.


Another fellow was alive because it was
His turn to bring donuts.


One woman was late because her
Alarm clock didn't go off in time.


One was late because of being stuck on the NJ Turnpike
Because of an auto accident.


One of them
Missed his bus.


One spilled food on her clothes and had to take
Time to change.


One's
Car wouldn't start.


One went back to
Answer the telephone.


One had a child that dawdled
And didn't get ready as soon as he should have.


One couldn't
! Get a taxi.

The one that struck me was the man
Who put on a new pair of shoes that morning,
Took the various means to get to work
But before he got there, he developed
a blister on his foot.
He stopped at a drugstore to buy a Band-Aid.
That is why he is alive today.


Now when I am
Stuck in traffic,
Miss an elevator,
Turn back to answer a ringing telephone...
All the little things that annoy me.
I think to myself,
This is exactly where
I am supposed to be at this very moment...

Next time your morning seems to be
Going wrong,
The children are slow getting dressed,
You can't seem to find the car keys,
You hit every traffic light,
Don't get mad or frustrated;
God is at work watching over you.

May God continue to bless you
With all those annoying little things
And may you remember their possible purpose.

If you have children with nut allergies go visit...

Photo Daughter of the King she has a great post on the epipen type device.

LOOK What I got!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I got a call from the (my loving) Mother of Beloved. She was retiring this cutting table.
"Would you like it" she asked!! OH BOY would I ever! It is higher than the table I am using to cut at now, It is counter height. With my aching back it will just be perfect for all the fall clothing I have to accomplish for the young ones. Both sides open up and it even has a drawer.
Thank you to she who raised my Husband.

There will be an End to Tuesday!

If you recall (or go look to see ) last Tackle It Tuesday .
Well it is coming to an end...
Tonight we can take out the trash, I already took out one bag. There is also a filled can out of image. There are multiple boxes stacked into each other.

As You may know I have home schooled for years and been involved in so many children's lives. My toys "over flowith". These are some teaching tools that need to be incorporated back into the remaining school equiptment. Toys are the tools of youth to build our minds and bodies.

In the hall are the remains of the mass. All the Lego and tiny Dash man toys. In the distance are little Dove toys to be interred into her space. Tomorrow when they are at school. No homework this week so I was able to use this time to set the stage for a functional room for each child.

Most of Doves toys are in her room. In the cube drawers or here to be put away

Each item was individually touched! Man so many tiny things here. Lego's are a wonderful toy. I was so very blessed by the generosity of a dear Friend that shared so many wonderful Lego parts with us for Dash.

Behold a reward of the task!
A strange thing happened here, If you can click on this image look at the orbs in it. I had been worshiping in this room for a good 3 hours or so and the whole while I was sorting it was so very calm and peace full. Even the children when they entered the room during this evening were calmed and in a sweet hushed tone. Makes me wonder.

It looks so clear and spacious. I am accomplished in the task. All but a couple of hours to finish in the rooms.
I will place Dash a large open bin under bed perhaps with wheels for the Lego's. I think it will make it easier to dig through them.
Today I also got two over the door hangers and did a little elastic trick I envisioned in Doves room for her stuffed critters. I also created a nice lighted desk space with a recycled lamp. At wal-mart i purchased a mirror for $6. and she has digressed into princess all evening and is even dressing up. So girly, I have not seen her like this since she was 4.
I'll finish and do tour tomorrow. YA!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday Thirteen Things I do to de-stress

1. Breath in deeply.
2. Say hello to God and just let my love pour out to Him
3. Accomplish what is bugging me. When I ignore it the problem grows. Or if it needs attention try to stop and give it the attention it needs(kids).Address the problems while they are still small so I don't have to deal with major crisis.
4. Remember kindness to my self and to those who may be stressing me.
5. Delegate or prioritize then let go of what I can not accomplish. Better undone than having regrets from bad behaviors due to stress
6. Put a petty dress or a nice outfit on. Iron an apron.
7. Stretch out my muscles and bend my joints.
8. Self care, manicure, legs/feet care. something loving.
9. Recall or read scriptures and think on the things I have seen and witnessed. What I have heard in Him and what I have experienced. I remember how many things I have come through. Then I think of the greater EPIC. This is only a speck in time.
10. I like to blog. To write to reflect, To gain an understanding and acquire some knowledge so that I might walk wisely into solving the problem stressing me out.
11. Call my best friend Beloved my Husband, or reach out to others I feel are best able to be unbiased or bias if needed :)
12. Art: beading, sewing creating. Anything creative cooking baking.
13. Run to nature physically if I am able or visually, auditor. Smells of nature like a fresh lemon or Scott Pine or a earthy sent aroma therapy. I love Coriander for calming. Lavender and I dont get a long it gets to my asthma due to the impure derivatives found all around.

Good Noon Day to you all.

I have been a little reflective and quiet this day. I ironed a pretty apron the red,white and blue one. I dressed in skirt and top with necklace and earrings. Sorta quiet beauty. I breath the beauty of Gods loving kindness flowing through me today. Sorta sad but not exactly. Reflective of holiness and all that is right and good. Sorrowfully of the opposing truths around me that are a matter of darkness and hardness of the hearts of mankind. The EGO of it all and the sobering image of the downfall before them.
I went to Wal-Mart to get a few things. When I entered the Elder Gentleman in the scooter said his spiel and then said how are you...? I answered. I am reflective and peaceful today Sir, then I noticed the bars on His hat brim.. Where did you serve I asked him... Then I thanked him. Startled he reached out and took my hand and kissed it as if I were the most beautiful woman on this planet.
I weep as I type this, I don't know why, but I weep.
I have wasted a life time missing the beauty of who I am. I have watched Esteem become mine and now I think after that other post I weep for all the years of not having one.
I weep too for all of you who like myself, may be spending your priceless days looking down on your beautiful image. It is written that we are created in HIS image. How we have bought into the lie hook, line and sinker that he sure must be homely and low. Is that how you are seeing yourself today?
I feel grieved that I believed that lie, I am MADE IN HIS IMAGE, I AM BEAUTIFUL. Fifty pounds over weight with a pimple on my chin beautiful. Not that I want to have those things on me., but when I was thin, clear skinned and gorgeous I lived in a lie that God image, you know the one , that form I was created in, had to be critiqued and criticized constantly.

I ironed my apron today and It adorns me a beautiful wife, mother and daughter of my God. It is HIS D.eath N.Ascension and Reserection , I look like my father. I am affiliated in my father my Creator God.
There, I stopped crying. I feel grounded no apologies.

Thankful Thursday

I need to find a place of gratitude tonight for My spirit is in a place of sorrow.
After watching a history of the 1960's world events I was left sorrowful over the ways of this world. How sad the effects of evil hearts and civic run a muck with high hopes and good intentions gone bad. The generations lost all affiliation with each other and their was anarchy.

I am thankful that our country our nation made it through that turbulent time in our history. We survived the great depression as well. Those who choose to learn did so and we again prospered. I am thankful that perhaps with the advent of media and all of it's negative influence that history can be put in front of us to view with the horror what might help us think again before we act.

Living in a nice community I am grateful. I am watching several families however vacating the house and home. For rent signs going up and foreclosures are rampant. In my city it is fast becoming epidemic! I am thankful that we were able by wisdom and a good understanding use the knowledge that spared up having such a large mortgage. I am tankful that we make careful use of our income when we were in a time of bounty by paying down our first two homes. We mainly owe now on the adoptions and whats left of the house pay down. Those choices saved us when we lost that lucrative employment.

I am thankful for the children's lives here in America. They have HOPE here. I am tankful for hope and having witnessed Russia and it's people without it. Just how important it is. I am thankful that my family is thriving. I am humbled to live in this country and to be called American. I am grateful that their might be a way to get better mobility for my knee.

I have a home a bed a family Esteem that I once only thought was possible for others.
I am humbled that I have a life full of promise and fruit a plenty.
I have a marriage that stands the test of battle and time. I stand thankful for I am full aware why.
It is in this... I have placed my love upon Him. Psalm 91. I owe a great debt of love to that woman who years long ago placed that Bible at my teller window. I am so very thankful that the love I have placed upon God has been my constant for He has loved me. My cup overflows!

NASA Moon flight, Look to the sky 8-18-07

http://www.nasa.gov/multimedia/videogallery/index.html

scroll down to "Constellation Lunar Mission Animation" (the last one)
On the second ship launched the escape module (the very tip of the rocket apx. 30 feet) is what my husbands company was involved in.


This site has a great animation of what my husband has been involved in. He is in the Areospace Technologies. Did you know we are going back to the moon soon. We will be using totally different methods however. We will be sending two separate crafts up. One with the lunar lander and lunar buggy. Then a second will ascend with the men in it. They will be docking. A manned capsule will orbit while the other half of the crew lands on the moon and then they will dock up again and come home. (It has been 30 years to the month Dove was born in 1997, since we have touched the moon.) This is a way to get through our atmosphere without having to stick such a mass of explosion under our people. It will take less fuel per launch and the risks will be greatly reduced.
Space exploration is a part of our family. It is a wonder and a glory to see this marvelous Earth from on high. We are so insignificant in the whole of the galaxy yet each one of us is loved deeply by our loving God our creator.
If you live in Mesa Arizona LOOK TO THE SKY

International Space Station will be visible for one minute.
On SATURDAY Aug. 18th at 8:49 pm
Approach (deg-dir) 11 above N
Departure (deg-dir) 17 above NNE

Shuttle will at that time be seen also for it is probably docked and unloading.

The componients of a healthy Esteem

With our eye to our children as they walk away from us and into the school we must see to the Esteem to give them a good start.

Security A student with a high level of security conveys a strong sense of assuredness and can handle change or spontaneity without undue discomfort. This individual feels safe, knowing there are people he/she can count on.
Selfhood When a good sense of self -knowledge is obtained the student has an accurate and realistic description of his/her roles and attributes. This student has a strong sense of individuality and feels adequate and worthy of praise. He/she will produce statements like these: Everyone says I look nice in my new outfit.
I'm not as good-looking as a movie star, but when I smile I know I'm beautiful.
Affiliation When a student is in a relationship to another- be it family members, classmates, peers or friends/acquaintances- there is potential for affiliation or belonging. A student who feels good about his/her social experiences generally fees connected to others and accepted.
Can Johnny come over to play?
I like being with my family.
VERSES Why do I have to go to school?
Do I have to talk to her? She wont like me anyway.
Mission A student with a strong sense of mission is one who not only sets realistic and achievable goals, but is also able to follow though on plans. This student takes initiative, is responsible for his/her actions, seeks alternatives to problems, and evaluates him/herself according to past performance. Such a motivated individual might make remarks such as:
Yesterday I got 15 spelling word right . Tomorrow I'm going to try for 17.
Competence The experience of success usually results in an individual feeling capable and , therefore, willing to take risks as well as share opinions and ideas. However, the success must come from experiences that the individual sees as valuable and important to him/herself.

An Individual who feels competent is not only aware of his/her strengths but is also able to accept his/her weaknesses. Failure is generally not an issue;in fact, these students pereive mistakes as valuable learning tools. A competent student is likely to make the following remarks:
I am good at a lot of things, although I sometimes put things off to the last minute.
I learn fast.
However, students who experience frequent failures, or are not brought to recognition of thier success, produce these kinds of statements:
Why can't I learn like everyone else?


When you look at these core essentials you might notice a gap here or there. There are some wonderful open ended Questions that invite healing and development. I would imagine you can find a lot of good information out there. If I can be of help let me know. I have this reference volume that I often refer back too. Parenting is learned just like a recipe. A recipe for success.


My husband and children and I took the quizzes in this book and worked intentionally on the issues above. We looked for areas we each needed to strengthen in our core esteem. After a full year of effort we then took the quiz again and WOW we had all grown so much.
May this help you in your Parenting and even in your own personal quest to be all of who God intended and created you to be! :)

Natural food store stop.

I thought I would show you some of our favorite things.
B12 sub-lingual, Kids get 1/2 a pill in the morn and 1/2 in the evening. This helps them with neuron development. It helps with the Sensory Integration Dysfunction and the other special needs as well the kids are more focused and calm.
Rus tox, is for inflammation and pain management for my joints.
Fever Few... Stopped Beloveds 20 years of daily migraines.


This is the Pudding I used in the cake see link to post.
The kelp is for type O blood type, We need more iodine.
Our ancestors were from the sea.


Various herbs and spices in bulk.Note the prices... Fill your own jars and save big. :)


These are thickening agents. I do not use corn starch. These things add substitutive value and also thicken very many different types of foods. Check them out and try it. The arrow root powder is also what I use in my silver shaker for personal hygiene it is fragrance free and my skin is healthy. I try not to put on my body too many things that I would hesitate to put into it.


This is for three months or so.
Oh they had some fresh baked Spelt Grain bread and a Spelt snack. I don't eat regular wheat my belly will bloat up and I get crams and Illness. type O's should avoid wheat.