the marching

It’s been a minute. 

I’ve been super slack. 

Funny too because I write here all the time in my head. 

It’s time to put fingers to keyboard and get it done.  

Logo Sam & Philonena 2019

This little Ninja girl slipped into our lives full-on exactly two months ago this day.    I posted here with this picture but, forgot to hit publish.  .  .  what was I thinking? 

This little delight is a complete chatterbox.  She has lots to say. . . and wants her momma’s full attention.  

That momma obliges and my heart sings. 

Today I can hear the conversations as her momma tells her that on this very day she should be proud because her family is Marching for Life.  . . for so many years in a row now, they march.    

They march with the old and young of Greenville . . . they march with the man with the big laugh as he leads his group of youth.  They March with all of America in D.C.  

Marching on. . . peacefully.  

Standing up for what is right

and good

and holy.  

for the youngest ones.  . . for the most vulnerable . . . for all life 

they march.

and I’m not going to lie. . . I’m so proud they stand up.  

The fisherman and I have always told them to be better than us.  Do better than us  .  . they are.  . . they do.  

and I’m in awe of them all.  

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2020 – 1001 Gifts

1.) forgotten images that take me back

2.) sweetest conversations

3.) when she takes my hand and leads me to another room

4.) great friends

5.) watching them as adults

6.) time with my youngest

7.) baby smiles

8.) soft rain

9.) pixie lights

10.) a shoot tomorrow

11.) clean curtains

12.) work for him

13.) quite mornings

14.) sleeping in just a little

15.) they stand for what they believe in with all they have

16.) four years now . . . thank God!

17.) that smile she has

 

Need Inspiration?

There are some days I really just don’t want to workout. I can come up with a million and one excuses of why I can’t or why I shouldn’t; There is always the kids. I like the martial arts and I don’t have a punching bag. I LOVE! the old it is raining excuse. I have to clean the house. School is too hectic………..you get the idea.
But then there are these simple facts; I love the way I feel when everything on my body does not feel fat! I hate! tight clothes. When I have to buy larger clothing I take it really hard……. Exercise gives me energy. I eat better. It is good for my heart, head and my family if I get a workout in.
AND
The biggest fact of all!
My Father! Or sometimes known as my GUILT!
This is the gym my dad has worked out in for decades. It is his gym. It is our gym. It is a room off the side of his house that he has turned into a place of fitness. In this room we could spend time with him; doing sit ups, jumping rope, get on the rowing machine he use to have or simply do an aerobics tape. I remember many nights going out for a run with my dad and then going into this room to have a sit up competition or watch him do his push ups with his toes placed high on a stool he made to get the job done.
See the punching bag?
We had great times in this room.
AND
We still do.

Even though he now has NON smokers lung cancer (found in the late stages in 2005) and he has been getting heavy doses of Chemo treatments for almost 4 years now; He still finds the energy and mental strength to exercise in this room. Some days he does more then most his age. Some days he may not be able to do much at all. Some days he may just do sit ups in bed. There are times he may go out to this gym and try something but he may turn around after 10 minutes or less in exhaustion. BUT! Even though he may not have felt good that day, you can bet sit ups where tried, a little walking may have been done…..or even some type of leg lifts……… something in the form of an exercise was approached.

Even through all this ………..He is always thinking of others. He wants us all to be healthy and even though we can all come up with very good excuses of why we shouldn’t workout and we can all take care of our own needs……..well………mostly. He wants to take away all the obstacles and keep us all healthy.

For his 56 wedding anniversary he bought my mother a treadmill and an exercises bike to go in this room. My mother saw this gift of love for what it really was…………He was saying to her; “Hey, I am going to make it and I want you around with me. So let’s get to work.”

It seems there are no more excuses of why some type of exercise can’t be done by the healthy people around him……..He will often say………..You can only workout early in the morning…….”Come on over. Workout in the gym.”…………You can’t sleep and feel like hitting the bag?……..”Come on over.”……..It’s raining and you want to run?……..”Come on over……..No one will hear you. No one will see you……just come.”

I find it all very loving……….No, because of the cancer, chemo and radiation treatments he is not what he use to be in terms of physical fitness……….I personally don’t even think that matters.

To me ~ He is more of an inspiration these days then ever. If you ask me, he should be the Nike Poster Boy of the decade. He just does it…….. Even if it is not what he wants it be………..He does it.

We should all take a lesson from this.

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He gave me my love for physical fitness.

AND

My mother gave me my love for chocolate cake.

See, there is a balance. I guess that is why the marriage has lasted for 56 years.

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With these thoughts out there……….I really need to get it together and just do it. No more excuses!