Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Hello Again

Good morning. I haven't posted anything for the past 2 weeks, and I apologize for being absent. Now I'm grateful to be up and moving again. Do you every get bombarded with more than you can handle at one time, and you seem to sink down into the mud? Well, that's where I've been for the past few weeks, exhausted while dealing with health issues and 3 computers. (One was insane) Oh, yeah, my printer died too.

1. Last fall my old computer bellied up and died. I had it for 10 years, and we had our ups and downs, but it was friendly and simple. I like a challenge, and I'll learn when I need to, but I'll choose simple over complicated when I can. I still mourn the loss of that old friend. When it died, I went outside and screamed. Sometimes that helps, but I think I scared some birds away. I heard their wings fluttering as they made their escape.

2. Then someone gave me a brand new Windows 8, and my computer nightmares began. That new desktop responded with ugly resistance. It took 4 or 5 steps to get where my old one required only 2; when I was working on a page, a new unrelated page suddenly appeared, and I had to click, click to get back where I was; it said there was no connection when there was; I got lost in the mire of stuff I never used; etc. etc. Everyone I know who has a Windows 8 has the same complaints. It wasn't made for desktop anyway. I read that, as is, it was a mistake, and will be replaced by 2015. Duh.

3. When my printer died, I got a new one. Then after much turmoil and some choice words, I fired 'Mr. 8' and found another computer like my old one. I tried transferring new data from the Windows 8 to the new computer, but then had to get a friend to do that for me. I'd been editing my new book, Me and Granmama in the Hill Country, and I didn't want to lose my revisions. Yes, my computer skills are limited, but we can't all be endowed with the same talents. That's one reason we need each other, and we need equipment we can work with.

4. Then during my computer problems, I was also dealing with health issues, going between several doctors and running all over the place for a bunch of medical tests. I was so exhausted, even my brain shut down and wasn't running on all cylinders. (Does a brain have cylinders?)

So Now I have a question for you. What do you do when you're facing a bunch of stressful situations that need to be resolved, and you've got all your other usual stuff that needs attention? I'd really like some feedback. Like I said, we need each other. How 'bout some comments on the subject.

When problems come, I wish you one at a time with peaceful solutions.

Marilyn

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Passing The Test


Every once in a while, I stop, get quiet, and ponder on where I am now and where I want to go from here. Sometimes I smile. Sometimes I don't. But I always find this time enlightening and well spent. One time I wrote a poem about the experience, and I'd like to share it with you today. Not a perfectly written poem, but hey, I'm a work in progress.

If life is a test, I pray that I'll pass.
I've been in this school a long time.
Each day of my life I take what comes,
And work toward doing what's mine.

Sometimes I look back where I've been in the past,
And I think of the times that I failed.
The hurdles I faced with fear in my heart.
And the times I proudly prevailed.

Most of the time I walked by myself,
And picked myself up when I fell. 
With lessons involved in each turn I made,
As I tried so hard to excel.

The places I've been and the people I've known.
They've come and gone through the years.
Sometimes they were close or a face in the crowd,
And occasionally brought bitter tears.

I think of the ones who are close to me now
And the ones that I've left behind.
I think of the  years that tested my strength
And the answers I never could find.

I tried to resolve all the issues I met,
And complete what achievements I could.
To live by the rules I'd been given in life,
And live like I thought that I should.

Now I don't know what my score will be
When I get to the end of my test.
Whatever the outcome with that final stroke
                                                  I hope that I gave it my best.                                                     

But there's only one question that will really decide.
The one that stands out above others.
The one that tests all the years of my life.
Did I love my God, myself, and my brothers. (Sisters too) :)


I wish you wonderful discoveries

Marilyn

PS. Please excuse the line out of place. I didn't know how to fix it.