Grasp your hand | Filed under General
Welcome to another day here on “Our Porch”, may this be a day full of interactions with other people that have the potential to be positive parts of our livesÂMay our interactions of today be positive and rewarding! Not just for today but for all days, I’ll be grateful for the people who have taught me valuable lessons in life. . . . Yes, I am a lesson in progress on a journey called life and mistakes I make often.
The grasp of your hand
Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers,
But to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain,
But for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not look for allies in life’s battlefield,
But to my own strength.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,
But hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant me that I may not be a coward,
feeling your mercy in my success alone,
But let me find the grasp of your hand in my failure.
Rabindranath Tagore, 1861-1941
Bengali Poet, Artist and Philosopher
Now to lighten things up just a little join me in ” Friday’s 5 Flavors
Name five people’s hand you would like to grasp
- Grandpa Powell- I never met him, he died before I was born.
- Jimmy Carter-Because I have such respect for him
- My dad’s just one more time because I have some guilt over not seeing him before he died and did not spend his last Christmas with him
- Our Father
- Yours
Today is day four following nights of little to no sleep, days where I have had no naps. I seem to have gone from one extreme to the other since I started some new medications. When I saw my physician I was what shereferredd to as”Zoned Out”. I was walking around but in a very deep fog, slow to respond and react as if I had beensedatedd but had taken nosedativee type medication. Now I am “Wired Out”, and in need of asedativee . So anyone want to come fly with me for a while?
Until we meet again here on “Our Porch” take care, smile, and do something nice for someone who will appreciate it.
January 27th, 2006 at 8:47 am
Ah, sweetie - I am so sorry you are being hit with such a roller-coaster. I don’t have MS, but I am plagued with debilitating pain that often hits without rhyme or reason. So I do understand having your life suddenly interrupted, and becoming a slave to that interruption. I have always been a creature who likes to be in control. I cannot control this, and that single element is enough to slay me.
I wish I had something to say that was witty or profound; or, at the very least, would make your smile. What’s happened to you sucks - and I just wanted to let you know I get it. Not knowing where you are ‘at’ (metaphorically speaking); I don’t know whether you are in the mood for comfort, or wanting to kick-ass. Me - I often want both at the same time! So I’ll say this - you are not alone. I am not the only one here who understands how you feel (Trucker Bob comes to mind), and you can probably call on any of us to guest post any time you need to. Just ask if I can, I will.
Hang in there, honey. Each breath is precious - so just breathe, my dear. Just breathe.
FLS- Thank you and you not only understand but you get it, I want comfort and at the same time I want to kick ass. Having always been Ms. Independent never needing to ask or to depend on others Missy has required BIG changes for me and yes I was one for control but with her things can change quicker than the weather which is pretty quick.
BTW, I love the Friday’s Features you do and I saw today you featured two of my friends. Jude and Wanda. Both of those ladies are so very special to me and like you I am so surprised Wanda is not recognized for her political posts.
Thank you for your offer to guest post and don’t be surprised if you hear from me. Now I will be off to breathe, thanks FLS, thanks.
January 27th, 2006 at 8:49 am
Hi Vickie,
thanks for visiting and leaving a nice comment.
I have to say, I visited here a couple of times, but without finding the right words to say.
I have never met somebody who had -2, but I know -1 already means many sleepness nights and oftentimes sedatives to the point where the stomach starts to be upset.
I can only look up and admire your way of handling things with so little if no complaints. I think I would have swallowed in self-pity if I were in your situation, unless maybe if I had an example like yours to follow.
Thank you and much strength.
E, I know if any understand me you do–as the saying goes—been there done that—got a t-shirt. I find myself with few words to say for my friend you are one who I would never see as not being able to find the right words to say. When I visit your place I always leave at a much higher place than I came, you motivate me.
Trust me, I have my self-pity times but I try to not wallow in it which would be very easy to do if I allowed myself. There are times I visit the basement, I just try not to stay. I had a special friend who often kept me out of the basement and was my example now that he is above watching me I find myself with the memories and how me lived life fully with the MonSter daily for years. I also have my family and friends to help.
January 27th, 2006 at 9:22 am
Hi Vicki,
Sorry its been a while since I visited. Have I started every comment like that lately?
Ill come fly with you, thanks for the invitation. But im not wired by drugs unless you count the Omegas I take. It may have been the paint fumes at our house today. Also the dog has NASTY gas when he sleeps, the air is a bit green in here . Nobody light a match!!!
Welcome Susan, Never apologize friends understand life and we are here and just pleased when you do have a moment to visit with us and comment.
Now come one we will take that trip not sure how we will be flying but just know we can–either fumes, gas, or well who knows. but everybody leave the matches alone.
January 27th, 2006 at 11:34 am
Hope things improve for you Vickie…
Thanks SC, Time handles all
January 27th, 2006 at 12:12 pm
Aw, Vickie, how you can stay so upbeat while going through this is beyond me.
Missy needs a good kick in the teeth, that’ll learn her.
*hugs*
Deni, As I said to E. I don’t, so could you put on your boots and take care of Missy for me?
January 27th, 2006 at 12:18 pm
I hope your Dr gets that medication right for you. Maybe you can sit still on the porch for a nap later.
Thanks GB, I tried for the nap but no go–so I tried to find you for a ride:lol:
January 27th, 2006 at 12:31 pm
Come, sit with me on the porch swing Miss Vickie. I’ll sit on one end and you can recline with your head in my lap, and I’ll gently rock us. Close your eyes, and I’ll softly talk to you and play with your hair until you drop off to sleep. And if I fall asleep too? Why, we’ll go soaring together…….
Ms. Jude, Thanks I can always count on you to calm me and settle me. You are one very special lady. I treasure you and hope to be like you when I grow up. Now come on and soar GF and meet me at Trace’s place.
January 27th, 2006 at 1:39 pm
And when Jude needs a break, I will step in. Then so will another, and another and another. One of us will always be there, your hand in our hand, for ever and ever…
RD- I have said to a few others, you do really get this. You live this with Kerry. Thank you for your friendship now go give Kerry a special hug for me and tell her I said she is a lucky lady and I know you are a luky gentleman as well.
Thanks
January 27th, 2006 at 1:54 pm
I loved this post and the poem especially. I am sorry about the sleep situation and hope that you get that straightened out very soon.
David, Thank you I have had this before just not this bad and time takes care of it because at some point my body will just drop and shut down with exhaustion.
January 27th, 2006 at 3:12 pm
Words don’t quite do it Vickie, wish we could help more.
Thanks Peter just knowing my friends care and are here helps.
January 27th, 2006 at 3:45 pm
5 people to hold hands with?
You pick them please. Or I’ll just run around the porch giving hugs. I went thru the overly medicated stuff. I quit taking them and told the doctor. I know the drugs were worse than the pain. Whoever comes to you ask them to give you a hug from Bubba.
Bubba, Thanks for letting me collect some extra hugs but dang why were they all dogs ?
January 27th, 2006 at 3:56 pm
Changing meds is hard. I’m sorry to hear it’s been so difficult for you.
I think Jude has the right idea with the porch swing. Sit back, relax, and let your friends help you out.
Trace, Thanks very much for being the special lady you are. Still no sleep yet but not to worry as Jude and I will be arriving at you place soon as we soar in me on my broom and Jude with her wings.:lol:
January 27th, 2006 at 4:13 pm
You’re one of the strongest people I know. Missy ain’t got a chance.
Thanks FTS, I know I have just been complimented.
January 27th, 2006 at 8:34 pm
Sorry I had to poop out on the chat last night. I hope your body will get used to the meds and you can reach a happy medium.
What a beautiful poem
1. Yours
2. Mike’s, if he’s got a lemonade (made the way I like it)
3. My Grandma’s, I miss that.
4. My mom’s
5. My dad’s
Love & hugs!
No apologies needed Karen remember you become a teacher this week-end. So get ready for the call.
We will just make certain Mike has the right lemonade GF.:)
January 27th, 2006 at 9:22 pm
Stay strong, friend, you have a lot to look forward to! And you know what I mean.
Five people:
God.
Brian.
My stepdad who passed.
My sons on either side of me.
My daughter.
Thanks Monica–Yes I do know what you mean
January 27th, 2006 at 11:04 pm
Five hands, if I could:
Dad
Bubba
Big Mama
Little Mama
Jesus
I love the picture Ms. Vickie, and almost stole it! I hope you’re resting today, and I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your gift.
Sitting here now, holding out my hand to you in respect and love.
Ms. Sally- You are one special lady thank you and please take the picture. It is I who am thankful for the gift of our friendship and I will be seeing you in the future. You can count on that.
I have taken your hand and we are now joining each other in friendship, love and respect. I am blessed Ms. Sally.
January 28th, 2006 at 1:42 am
The poem is precious, as is the photo.
I pray that you get off that roller coaster - that the doctors find the right meds. I’ve been there - albeit with another condition. It’s no fun. I am with you in spirit, holding your hand.
Five other hands I would like to hold:
1. My mom (deceased)
2. My son (deceased)
3. My grandmother
4. My friend Brad
5. My friend Wendy
Thanks Deb, Time will take care of it.
January 28th, 2006 at 1:43 am
One more hand: Jesus
A very important one.
January 28th, 2006 at 3:09 am
Darn meds, can’t fet it all togather some time! hang in there girl! Have a great weekend!
Thanks Joe, Hope you have a good week-end and get a chance to play some golf.
January 28th, 2006 at 7:54 am
Five people I’d like to grasp? Aw shucks only five?
My pawpaw, gone too soon but never forgotten.
Jimmy’s on my list too. I share your great respect for him.
My aunt who was in a car accident and died before I could get there to say goodbye.
My friend Judy. Something happened between us and we drifted apart, I wish I could see her just one more time.
Someone special from my past. I let him slip away. I made all the wrong choices, and I’d give almost anything to see him just one more time. Just one chance to say I’m sorry and that even after all these years I still love him.
Great list Wanda, and I am so glad to know we share so much of the same thoughts on the political front. I have no idea why I have not been to this site before but stayed on your personal side. You go girl.:)