Life’s daily inspiration “For Everything There is A Season”

Memories

Life’s daily inspiration “For Everything There is A Season”

I was sitting home having a quiet day just thinking about my life.

Out of the blue a memory just popped in my brain probably because I was looking at pictures from days long gone by. Those photo’s are today’s lifesdailyinspiration.

I haven’t done that in years, it’s always fun but I hate pulling out the photo boxes like everyone else.

Inside those boxes are reminders of fun times, sad times, vacations, different time capsules in time represented in photo form. They inspire me to take more photos but, as we get older we seem to get lax in that area or at least I do.

Even the way we took pictures has evolved from Polaroid instant photo’s to what Now is the old style camera’s with interchangeable lens and different speeds of film to Now is the awesome photo’s made on cell phone and iPads, and other devices.

Chasing Rabbits

Now that I’ve fully chased that rabbit down the hole, we move on to today’s inspiration.

One of the first pictures I came across was of my youngest niece

Kelly she was 1 week old in those photo’s. And holding up a ragged eared stuffed rabbit while wearing adorable little pint sized overalls. She wasn’t much bigger than than the rabbit l gave her those many years ago. I actually laughed out load from that fond memory. Kelly is Now is 28 years old. Thanks to that photo I will forever have that memory.

And then I came across several photo’s of my dad. At seventeen in is Navy uniform. And one of him at a cookout with all the family around him. These were fond memories as well as sad memories.

Dad my hero, is no longer here to physically encourage and inspire me. But, his memory will stay with me forever. And will be whispering you got this, you can do anything you set your mind to. Learn how to do what you don’t know how to do.

Next I came across my older brother Carl and I, sitting together outside at my Aunts house playing with our cousins in the dirt with multiple matchbox cars (can anyone else relate) Carl and I and cousin Sherrie, Dannie, Bobby,and Harold, we had made roads in the dirt made cardboard boxes into houses and businesses. Even made stop signs out of sticks and paper! As kids back then there were no video games and you didn’t sit in front of television all day.

You went out played with whatever was at hand. Another memory thought of because of my photo box. Along with realization that Bobby and Harold are no longer here so those pictures and memories are priceless Now is.

I came across pictures were my nieces and nephew went to grade school, high school graduation photo’s. College graduation as Valedictorian and full ride scholarships. Where,they married in beautiful gowns. Pictures of them and their family’s grown up Now is. It was so much fun seeing all those pictures and memories captured, like time capsules of life’s daily inspiration in photo’s.

My trip down memory lane brought out photo’s of wood planters made like swans, flamingo’s ducks cutouts to hang on front gates at the house. Some I had actually forgotten Father Time has a way of doing that to us all sooner or later.

I had photo’s of vacations to Mexico, Jamaica, Canada, to name just a few.

And last but, not least I found countless photo’s of patients dear sweet saints gone onto glory Now is. There Hugh smile glowing back at inspiring me. To keep on keeping on. To encourage and be here for others through the pages of my life. Making the most of every day. While stopping to smell the roses of life, remembering that the roses of life have thorns.

Thank you for reading with Elaine and I to today. We would love to hear your comments.

Look through the photo’s of your life, do they inspire you?

“Onward Til’ Upward”

Scarlett and Elaine

Angie- The inspiring stranger


Angie- The inspiring stranger

Did you ever meet a total stranger, and know ,that you know ,that this individual is someone unique, authentic, organic, a rare breed?

A force to be reckoned with and leaving you wanting to know more about this total stranger ?

How can one be inspired in a happenstance meeting ?

Was it the words she voiced, or the way she delivered her words, the careful words that she choose?

Or the importance of the  volume / tone or how she was deliberate and intentional with her hesitation ?

As well as, how she did fire off words with passion and straight from the hip with out any hint of a filter all rolled up into one?

Or what she did not say

I knew I would see her again because of our now professional ties, I just didn’t know when.

One day while I was at my hospice patients house

A lady , complete stranger, came up to me and  said hello, my sister just passed away last month and we had the most amazing woman, God fearing, kind, compassionate, and yes she did shoot from the hip.

But it was not just the care she gave my sister and I, it was the directness, the education, the time she took to prepare us, yes she, I guess spoon feed us, and met us where we were to a point .

Her directness was actually a gift!

It was what we needed to hear, not what we wanted but the conversation had to happen! No easy task i am sure .

Shoot from the hip has a new meaning to me ”much appreciated.

This grieving sister Shelia ,  this new stranger had become a new inspiration for me.

The sister said ” would you happen to know Angie?  Yes , it was the same Angie

Sheila  continued  speaking with her experience with Angie . She tearfully and painfully described how her sister had a rough life , lot of regrets and remorse .

The sister nor patient had shared any of this with Angie , it had really become a “ family secret “

However , Angie being Angie , pulled the sister aside one day and said “ I really think Pam is experiencing what we call terminal restlessness, it appears  she may have unresolved issues “

Oh my gosh !Oh my gosh ! How did you know ?  You see………

Pam also knew a stranger

When she was only 16 years old she became pregnant and had no choice but to give her son Blake up for adoption.

She was not allowed to have a picture or anything personal related to Blake nor was anyone in this family allowed to speak of Blake .

Pam went on to marry multiple times and unable to have  children and / or had a hard time letting people in. Decades of carrying an open wound .

Angie gave Pam the morphine for pain per doctors order but she knew thru years of experience that morphine does not help what she calls soul pain .

Angie thought about Pam and tried to envision how Pam’s young life’s choices had effected her every day life .

And now at 88 years old  and on her death bed it remains with her .

Angie called Shelia and asked her to come over as soon as she could , that she had a gift for Pam , Shelia and yes Blake .

When Shelia arrived she handed a soft blue baby blanket and asked Shelia to give it to Pam .

With shaken hands and tears falling she placed the blanket on Pam’s chest and said I love you , and Blake.

Pam opened her eyes, tears rolling gently down her face, she held and patted the little blue blanket , her furrowed brow became no more , her pain was disappearing.

She held her blanket to her cheek and in a faint voice  said “I have always loved you Blake “

Pam passed away at 237 am exactly 35 min after uttering those words “ I have always loved you Blake “

Everyone has been hurt , Everyone has a story .

Are you an inspiring stranger ?

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Elaine $ Scarlett

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