The Good, the Bad and some Poetry

• Esther, a saintly woman who has lived a beautiful and long life has come down with stomach cancer. She will live out the rest of her life at home with her family surrounding her. The women in our church group are making a quilt for her—each one her own square as a gift of love for our friend. When it is done, Esther will wrap it around her and feel the love snuggled all around her. I think that’s a lovely thought.
  
  
  
  
• I’ve been going through the process of figuring out what to do with ADD problems about my daughter with her doctor and teacher. I am frustrated with the stigma attached to ADD. I don’t think most people are educated about it and make unfair judgments. At this point I watch what she is going through and it breaks my heart to know from experience how she is being affected. Her desk is separated from the other children and scooted right next to the teacher’s desk, and her class work is still not being completed. Her confidence is waning. She doesn’t understand why she isn’t able to accomplish what is asked of her when she wants to please her teacher and everyone else around her seems to be able to do what she can’t.
  
  
• I think we get to go to California during February break. I’m already looking forward to seeing mi familia. It will be nice to see some live plants, too!
  
  
• I’m going to order pizza for dinner and take the night off (from cooking). Then after the kids are in bed I’m going out to the barn to create. I can’t wait. Wanna join me?
  
  
  
  
  Here’s a poem for poetry Thursday. It’s by Mary Oliver, again…I just love her poems!
  
  Praying
  
  It doesn’t have to be
  the blue iris, it could be
  weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
  small stones; just
  pay attention, then patch
  
  a few words together and don’t try
  to make them elaborate, this isn’t
  a contest but the doorway
  
  into thanks, and a silence in which
  another voice may speak.