My dear friends, as you know I live on the ocean in Atlantic City, New Jersey. In a great old hotel that is preparing itself for the worst brunt of the hurricane which should hit by Sunday morning. We do not know exactly what to plan for, but every time there has been a hurricane come close to us, we have suffered no electricity or community services for at least a week following the storm. The hotel is digging in for the long haul and we have food, and water, and all of our medications that we will need for that time spell.
The worst problem I face is that we may lose all of our technology and I may not be able to send out my blog because of a lack of power to run the computer and modem.
Please know and understand that if you do not get a new blog everyday over the next two weeks, it is because we have no electricity and my computer is down. Please check in every day that you can, as I will get a post up if it is at all possible. I will blog about the hurricane and its affect on our lives as well as continue to tell the story about Ann and her companions.
Thank you so much for your patience this last six months, I promise that I will be up if at all possible, and I will be wanting to write.
THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter Thirty Eight
I am beginning to feel elderly. No more do I just walk out of my home before taking in weather reports and conditions for my area. In the winter I cannot any longer go outside without suitable garb and protection on. In the winter it's coats and scarves and hats, and in the summer it is sun block, sunglasses, and a light sweater in case the doctor insists that I walk with a cane. Vanity goes out the window as you age.
Every morning I awake and rejoice that I am still alive and kicking. I find myself cleaning the house every morning, which is much different than when I was younger, but I like to have the sense of order around me. As well as the fact, that if I don't put things in a certain place I will have lost them forever as my memory in some areas is very dim. All of the data is still in the organic computer but access to the data is running a little more slowly.
Food is the focal organizing point of the day; three set meals mark each part of the day, and the cleaning up of those meals give the day substance and balance.
The second organizing factor of the day is taking care of your health. There are the monthly doctor's appointments, the organizing and taking of multiple medications and vitamins and minerals, and the monitoring of yourself and your diet. The month is ruled by going to the various doctor's appointments which entail walking a mile to the bus, taking the bus to your destination, walking to the doctor's office, and then turning around and repeating the process in reverse. It has become very hard to get out and do all of the walking and taking of the bus, but those steps are very necessary to my health-so I do them.
I have become ever more aware of my own self and it seems that I can clearly distinguish the outline between my spirit and my flesh. I wonder often if I can hear the music of heaven for the music is very enticing that runs through my mind. I feel my own mortality and it drags me down to earth. I teeter on the edge of a terror that I will harm myself in some dumb way just like I broke the end joint of my right index finger and I have no idea how I broke it. It makes you really feel safe to walk out into the outside world. Then there is the other enemy, the germs and illnesses that are brought into the home when the grandchildren have the flue or a cold. I love then so much and I love their hugs and kisses but sometimes I will excuse myself when they are obviously ill, because I automatically catch whatever illnesses they bring with them, and healing from each bout of flue takes several weeks.
I have become the matriarch of a large interracial family and that is humbling and exciting at the same time. It is what I have definitely always prayed for, but now I have so many young people looking at me to see if I am as good as my word and what I teach them. I pray hard every day to grow ever wiser and stronger and to know what to say to each of them. I pray that I will live what I teach.
Tomorrow I share Ann's philosophy about life, now that she is getting older and praying for peace.
The worst problem I face is that we may lose all of our technology and I may not be able to send out my blog because of a lack of power to run the computer and modem.
Please know and understand that if you do not get a new blog everyday over the next two weeks, it is because we have no electricity and my computer is down. Please check in every day that you can, as I will get a post up if it is at all possible. I will blog about the hurricane and its affect on our lives as well as continue to tell the story about Ann and her companions.
Thank you so much for your patience this last six months, I promise that I will be up if at all possible, and I will be wanting to write.
THE GOD GAMES: Heaven & Hell...Chapter Thirty Eight
I am beginning to feel elderly. No more do I just walk out of my home before taking in weather reports and conditions for my area. In the winter I cannot any longer go outside without suitable garb and protection on. In the winter it's coats and scarves and hats, and in the summer it is sun block, sunglasses, and a light sweater in case the doctor insists that I walk with a cane. Vanity goes out the window as you age.
Every morning I awake and rejoice that I am still alive and kicking. I find myself cleaning the house every morning, which is much different than when I was younger, but I like to have the sense of order around me. As well as the fact, that if I don't put things in a certain place I will have lost them forever as my memory in some areas is very dim. All of the data is still in the organic computer but access to the data is running a little more slowly.
Food is the focal organizing point of the day; three set meals mark each part of the day, and the cleaning up of those meals give the day substance and balance.
The second organizing factor of the day is taking care of your health. There are the monthly doctor's appointments, the organizing and taking of multiple medications and vitamins and minerals, and the monitoring of yourself and your diet. The month is ruled by going to the various doctor's appointments which entail walking a mile to the bus, taking the bus to your destination, walking to the doctor's office, and then turning around and repeating the process in reverse. It has become very hard to get out and do all of the walking and taking of the bus, but those steps are very necessary to my health-so I do them.
I have become ever more aware of my own self and it seems that I can clearly distinguish the outline between my spirit and my flesh. I wonder often if I can hear the music of heaven for the music is very enticing that runs through my mind. I feel my own mortality and it drags me down to earth. I teeter on the edge of a terror that I will harm myself in some dumb way just like I broke the end joint of my right index finger and I have no idea how I broke it. It makes you really feel safe to walk out into the outside world. Then there is the other enemy, the germs and illnesses that are brought into the home when the grandchildren have the flue or a cold. I love then so much and I love their hugs and kisses but sometimes I will excuse myself when they are obviously ill, because I automatically catch whatever illnesses they bring with them, and healing from each bout of flue takes several weeks.
I have become the matriarch of a large interracial family and that is humbling and exciting at the same time. It is what I have definitely always prayed for, but now I have so many young people looking at me to see if I am as good as my word and what I teach them. I pray hard every day to grow ever wiser and stronger and to know what to say to each of them. I pray that I will live what I teach.
Tomorrow I share Ann's philosophy about life, now that she is getting older and praying for peace.
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