5 Love Languages · gifts · love · Uncategorized · Valentines Day

Valentines Gifts

Wow!  David and I don’t exchange gifts or celebrate Valentine’s Day, but yesterday I came home to this:A toaster convection oven, and a Amazon Echo Plus!!!

We were in major need of a new toaster, and had talked about getting a toaster oven.  David didn’t intend for these to arrive on Valentines Day, but they did!  I have said before that my love language is gifts…this is so wonderful.  Appliances typically don’t make it as a gift…but my baby did very well with these.

Oh, and by the way, we don’t have anything smart in the house that works with the Alexa but we are learning

Happy!  Blessings!

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Bariatric Surgery - My Story · gifts · Random Thoughts · Sunday · thoughts · U2 · Uncategorized

Sunday Thought

“Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.” – Leo Tolstoy

I was in New Orleans for the U2 concert with Carmen over the last few days.  Home now, and need to do homework, but first this post.

We spent Friday exploring Cafe’ Du Monde, and Jackson Square.  We had the famous beignets (and water not coffee), and wandered around looking for a cheap protein for me to eat.  We found a cafe (that also had beignets), and ordered ham and cheese croissant, and a turkey and cheese on French bread.  Carmen and I only ended up eating half of each sandwich (I only had the meat and cheese off of a half).  It was a ton of food.

As we were sitting and waiting on the food to be delivered, we talked about the homeless and despair in the city.  I had taken pictures of the inside of the cafe (ceiling tiles) and outside – just in general pictures.I had noticed a guy sitting on the corner with a handwritten sign.  What did it say?  I don’t know.  But the discussion of what was on it was typical.  Don’t give him food, he will just throw it away.  They only want drug money.  Or they only want money for booze.  I kept trying to read his sign.  
My heart was heavy.  I had eaten half of this sandwich, and was unable to finish it. Carmen was unable to finish her other half as well.  We were just going to throw it away. We didn’t want to carry the leftovers around with us.  I got a to-go box, and placed both of our uneaten halves of food in the box.  Well, I said, if he throws it away, I tried.  I at least would give him the opportunity to eat.  Something kept telling me to do this.  No one else was noticing him.  He was just sitting there.  People kept walking by—avoiding eye contact. Most of the time with his head in his hands.  Tired.  Dirty.  Hungry.  I heard “you don’t know his story.  it isn’t for you to judge.  just love.”

As I walked up to him, I was bothered.  I didn’t want to do this.  I didn’t want to look at him.  It was leftovers.  I had touched it.  …wasn’t my choice… all I could read of his handmade sign said…  anything will help.  Looking straight at him, green eyes.  I asked if he would mind that it was my leftovers.  “No, ma’am.  I haven’t eaten in 3 days.”  It’s not much, but I am happy to help.  “God bless you.”  I walked away sadder than I did going over with the food.  I didn’t look back at first.  I couldn’t.  I didn’t want to know what he was doing with the food.  I didn’t want to be proven correct.

By the time I got back to my chair in the cafe, he had already eaten one of the sandwiches per Carmen.  He was very hungry.  Eating everything in front of him.  My heart was sad, but felt good about not just throwing away our food.  Carmen and I needed more water, so we bought an extra.  As we were leaving the cafe’, I noticed he was still there finishing off one of the sandwiches.  I took over my bottle of water, and as I was walking towards him, his head was shaken “no.”  “you have done enough” – I said not near enough, and I had given you bread, but nothing to drink.  “someone kicked my cup and broke it.” I am not sure that I heard him correctly, but again, not for me to even think about what was being said —just gave him a small bottle of water.

Drugs.  Alcohol.  Dirty.  Poor.  I prayed for him then.  I prayed for him on Saturday, and again this morning.  I can’t seem to get him out of my head.  My heart was heavy sitting there with a plate of food that I couldn’t finish.  How many others did the same thing and ignore that man sitting there hungry?  Something so simple.  Not for me to judge, just love.

I had a great time with seeing a band that I love their music.  But now, and for as long as I can remember, has a mission of helping others.  Many may not agree with what they do, or how they go about helping, but they give.  My heart always wants to help, but I have gotten burned but people that have abused that gift.  This weekend, that man, helped my heart give willingly again even if it was only a leftover sandwich.

“That one day is today.” – Thega-Alem Berhe

God has a way…always.  Sometimes we listen.

Blessings.

 

gifts · Happys · Random Stuff · Random Thoughts · Uncategorized

Happys

Happys is a term I use when gifting.  A Happy is just that…I thought of the person, and thought they would like this happy.  Simple.

I ordered an assorted set of cookies from Cheryl’s Cookies.  They are buttery, not too sweet, and super full of flavor.


Where I work, we host a kids summer camp.  It gets really crazy before the first two week session.  Our maintenance staff does so much for us, that a simple thank you just doesn’t seem to be enough.

Cookies?  A basket full of assorted Cheryl’s cookies says a little more.  Happys. Everyone deserves a happy every once and a while.  Just a little something that says thank you; I was thinking about you; or just ’cause.

Happy.

 

5 Love Languages · Empty Nest · gifts · Random Thoughts · thoughts · Uncategorized

5 Love Languages

So the other night, David and I were watching “A Big Fat Greek Wedding 2” and someone made the comment in the movie about being married takes out the romance of the relationship.  I snickered.  David took offense.  We have different definitions of romance, and we both realized that at that moment.

The 5 Love Languages talks about how you like/love and how your partner receives those same things.  I have the book from years ago.  I even got the one for parents and kids to discover how to communicate with your children.

Well, we are learning to communicate again.  We are in a different place with the kids gone out of the house.  We are in a different place.  And, I am learning who I am again.

So, in The 5 Love Languages, you basically break down what brings you joy.  Mine are receiving gifts, personal touch, acts of service, quality time, and words of affirmation.  I had forgotten how important gifts are to me.

David made me a gardening bench out of pallets he found.  Completely blew me away last year.  (It popped up on my Facebook memories feed.)13166716_1131160830269618_122406483_nHaven’t used it like I want to, but in the next few weeks I will be doing some yard, and gardening.

I am trying to remind myself that these are just small snippets of our personalities, and that we are really good.  But I also believe that we need to grow, and adapt to not only to each other but to oneself.

More to come.

Blessings.

 

Bible · Day 28 · friends · gifts · NaBloPoMo 2012 · old · past

Bible

NaBloPoMo2012 – Day 28

My favorite Bible is a leather bound, NKJV, Women’s Study Bible that I have had since August 22, 2001.  It was given to me by precious friends.  Inside the front cover they have signed it with their favorite verses.

Several of the verses come from Philippians 4.  And they are my two favorite verses.

Rejoice in the Lord always. Again I will say, rejoice!  Phil. 4:4

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Phil. 4:13

I have had a hard time finding a new Bible.  Mainly this one has sad memories associated with it.  My first husband didn’t see the need in purchasing much for anyone but him.  My friends knew that I had purchased this Bible for me (in hard cover), and had to return it.  So for my birthday they had purchased it and inscribed it with my name.

So every time I see my name I remember that.  They purchased something so beautiful for me to study.  I still use it daily.  It is my favorite with the added features for women.

Carmen and I were shopping on Friday after Thanksgiving, and we went into the Lifeway store.  My only reason to go in there was to purchase a gift card, but it never works out that way.  I have been wanting to update Carmen’s Bible as well, since hers was a teenage Bible.  So after finding several things for purchase, I went over to see if she had found one that she liked.  She had, and we purchased it.  But in the process of looking at the Bibles, I saw one.  A new Women’s Study Bible in the New King James Version (my favorite), and leather bound.  I purchased it, and will have it inscribed with my name.

I will treasure my old Bible, but it was time to put the past away and move forward.  The new Bible will be wrapped and placed under the tree for me from the kids.  I will treasure it.

Blessings,
Jerry Ann