My sister who was so kind to take over to care for our dad when I could not, which offered relief for me also, her being understanding and although she does not feel that close to him, still looking after him in a caring, respectful and also loving way so that he feels safe in her presence while himself feeling so vulnerable now aged 94; grateful for the gift of understanding and acceptance of a dear one when expressing some limits and inability; the delicious food which was offered by another dear one last night, when she remembered and extra choose for vegetarian. We had not met for about two years. I felt it was so kind of her and her husband let me chose among three fine wines even, which then has been cheered by all of us, talking about what we feel is important to talk about also of course, the themes we had been sharing all together for years, and laughter. It was a beautiful evening, a gift to all of us.
Thanks for answering, dear YRAM. My beloved sister says of herself that she does not feel close to our father, as with him, she has experienced a lot of harshness and aggression which she cannot come over of until today. Knowing about this inner pain, “solving” it in choosing for inner distance and a kind of rather pragmatic way to face the situation and through this being able much more to deal with him in a kind but distanced way and not `give back” by leaving him in his own pain in return when he urgently needed help, i feel it is great of her to come and look after him and care when he needed it, when no one else was able to. Thanks for your kind understanding 🙏❤️
A gift of quality time with my children ( Spending time with my daughter in Florida recently and celebrating my son’s promotion going out to eat) My son also gave me a dozen long stem roses on valentine’s day. He knows I love the color yellow (for sunshine).
I have a running WhatsApp thread with my two daughters together and each of them separately. They’ll sometimes leave me a voice message, which could be talking to me as they go for a walk giving me a life update or anything that crosses their mind. Earlier this week my younger daughter left me the most beautiful voice message with her appreciation for me as her mother. She had been talking to a friend about something that highlighted for her what she’d had growing up, and again in a later conversation with another friend she had a perspective to share that came from something she grew up with. She thanked me for how I raised her and for being stable and responsible (a contrast with her father, my first husband, although she didn’t need to state that out loud). It was such a gift to listen to this as I walked a couple of laps around our neighborhood loop for a break from work.
My daughter & her husband have graciously offered me help & support during this time of a life changing event in my life. I am very blessed & I am grateful.❤️
The joy of a visit from my grandson and his wife who live out of state; the weekly phone calls from my daughter who lives many miles away; text messages from my granddaughter who is expecting my first great grand child and sharing every step of her pregnancy journey with me; a daily phone call from one of my sisters who lives locally. She is not physically well but she always calls every evening to be sure I am okay. And the wisdom and loving care I receive from my son who comes for a visit every Sunday and is just a phone call away 24-7 if I need him for any reason. I am blessed.
Since the beginning of this year, I haven’t had any chance to fly to California for music performances. Recently, my sponsor gave me some good news: I will have three different events to participate in, two this month and another one on Mother’s Day. I love to sing as it allows me to express my emotions and compassion through music.
I agree. For me, singing is the greatest gift I have been given. It nurtures my soul as nothing else does. And singing in performance and/or with a group is even better. I believe that making music with a group is the closest I will come to experiencing the collective unconscious.
I have really missed singing on a regular basis with my beloved church choir. But I did get a chance to sing a memorial service last Sunday for our deeply loved, extremely talented, and profoundly spiritual former music director who passed away recently of ALS. A terrible disease, but he was very accepting and outlived doctor’s predictions by years.
I, too, was a singer all my life. I started singing in the cradle! I realized long ago the gift of song and realized that I sang to me through me. It was such a life giving gift to be the instrument of song. Happy for you to get to share your gift with others.
The gift of acceptance from my husband.
Concern and encouragement from friends.
Calls, texts and emails from our adult boys.
The magic of nature.
Grace from a loving presence.
I have received innumerous gifts from loved ones. Yesterday, I had the gift of undvided attention from three loved ones. My work soulmate helped me to address hurt feelings I am trying to process. She was extremely insightful. Later that day, my daughter gave me the gifts of trust and respect when I suggested she approach a problem in a paritcular way. She is a 13 year-old and she often resists my advice; this time she was open and it was amazing. I was also gifted the gift of perspective from my husband. He was vulnerable and shared he feelings about my focused attention on work and other projects. He let me know he needed to connect and was assertive and loving. I am so fortunate.
Our son Jeremy called two evenings ago just to say hello and talk about nothing in particular. He is 35 now and seems to be in a good place in his head. I told him I am glad the move to Tucson has been favorable. He said he is glad too; winter was much better for his mental state. He does not like the cold of Colorado. I told him I loved him and was grateful for such a son.
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A dear friend bought me a ticket to go hear a wonderful speaker at Amplify church this weekend!
Time.
My sister who was so kind to take over to care for our dad when I could not, which offered relief for me also, her being understanding and although she does not feel that close to him, still looking after him in a caring, respectful and also loving way so that he feels safe in her presence while himself feeling so vulnerable now aged 94; grateful for the gift of understanding and acceptance of a dear one when expressing some limits and inability; the delicious food which was offered by another dear one last night, when she remembered and extra choose for vegetarian. We had not met for about two years. I felt it was so kind of her and her husband let me chose among three fine wines even, which then has been cheered by all of us, talking about what we feel is important to talk about also of course, the themes we had been sharing all together for years, and laughter. It was a beautiful evening, a gift to all of us.
It sounds like a sticky situation turned out to be lovely. Blessings!
Thanks for answering, dear YRAM. My beloved sister says of herself that she does not feel close to our father, as with him, she has experienced a lot of harshness and aggression which she cannot come over of until today. Knowing about this inner pain, “solving” it in choosing for inner distance and a kind of rather pragmatic way to face the situation and through this being able much more to deal with him in a kind but distanced way and not `give back” by leaving him in his own pain in return when he urgently needed help, i feel it is great of her to come and look after him and care when he needed it, when no one else was able to. Thanks for your kind understanding 🙏❤️
A gift of quality time with my children ( Spending time with my daughter in Florida recently and celebrating my son’s promotion going out to eat) My son also gave me a dozen long stem roses on valentine’s day. He knows I love the color yellow (for sunshine).
I have a running WhatsApp thread with my two daughters together and each of them separately. They’ll sometimes leave me a voice message, which could be talking to me as they go for a walk giving me a life update or anything that crosses their mind. Earlier this week my younger daughter left me the most beautiful voice message with her appreciation for me as her mother. She had been talking to a friend about something that highlighted for her what she’d had growing up, and again in a later conversation with another friend she had a perspective to share that came from something she grew up with. She thanked me for how I raised her and for being stable and responsible (a contrast with her father, my first husband, although she didn’t need to state that out loud). It was such a gift to listen to this as I walked a couple of laps around our neighborhood loop for a break from work.
As Pilgrim noted Happy International Women’s Day Barb.
Thank you Joseph! I appreciate you and your thoughtfulness.
It hasn’t happened yet, but it’s about to. My husband is going to massage my bloated legs and feet.
My daughter & her husband have graciously offered me help & support during this time of a life changing event in my life. I am very blessed & I am grateful.❤️
The joy of a visit from my grandson and his wife who live out of state; the weekly phone calls from my daughter who lives many miles away; text messages from my granddaughter who is expecting my first great grand child and sharing every step of her pregnancy journey with me; a daily phone call from one of my sisters who lives locally. She is not physically well but she always calls every evening to be sure I am okay. And the wisdom and loving care I receive from my son who comes for a visit every Sunday and is just a phone call away 24-7 if I need him for any reason. I am blessed.
Hello Carol, as Pilgrim Noted Happy International Women’s Day.
You are blessed!!!
The gift of attention, acceptance, and understanding.
Since the beginning of this year, I haven’t had any chance to fly to California for music performances. Recently, my sponsor gave me some good news: I will have three different events to participate in, two this month and another one on Mother’s Day. I love to sing as it allows me to express my emotions and compassion through music.
I agree. For me, singing is the greatest gift I have been given. It nurtures my soul as nothing else does. And singing in performance and/or with a group is even better. I believe that making music with a group is the closest I will come to experiencing the collective unconscious.
I have really missed singing on a regular basis with my beloved church choir. But I did get a chance to sing a memorial service last Sunday for our deeply loved, extremely talented, and profoundly spiritual former music director who passed away recently of ALS. A terrible disease, but he was very accepting and outlived doctor’s predictions by years.
I, too, was a singer all my life. I started singing in the cradle! I realized long ago the gift of song and realized that I sang to me through me. It was such a life giving gift to be the instrument of song. Happy for you to get to share your gift with others.
The gift of acceptance from my husband.
Concern and encouragement from friends.
Calls, texts and emails from our adult boys.
The magic of nature.
Grace from a loving presence.
A friend taught me how to coax poppies open from a closed bud. It has been a gift of joy all week in this northern climate. 🌺
I have received innumerous gifts from loved ones. Yesterday, I had the gift of undvided attention from three loved ones. My work soulmate helped me to address hurt feelings I am trying to process. She was extremely insightful. Later that day, my daughter gave me the gifts of trust and respect when I suggested she approach a problem in a paritcular way. She is a 13 year-old and she often resists my advice; this time she was open and it was amazing. I was also gifted the gift of perspective from my husband. He was vulnerable and shared he feelings about my focused attention on work and other projects. He let me know he needed to connect and was assertive and loving. I am so fortunate.
Hello Avril, as Pilgrim noted have a great International Women’s Day.
Hugs, love, well wishes 🙂
Our son Jeremy called two evenings ago just to say hello and talk about nothing in particular. He is 35 now and seems to be in a good place in his head. I told him I am glad the move to Tucson has been favorable. He said he is glad too; winter was much better for his mental state. He does not like the cold of Colorado. I told him I loved him and was grateful for such a son.
It’s awesome to see an adult child thriving!