You Just Do It! I was asked this question so many times over and over years ago as I carted my children along with me everywhere I went, especially in the summertime when there was no school; but even before that, when they were just babies. The oldest who really wasn't very old, now that I look back at this.... was such a "little Mommy" to the others. She would push one double baby stroller and I the other, and we would take a walk. I had twins twice! Plus ......Jen was only about 3 and 1/2 . She seemed so much older for her age! She thought she had her own little babies. We would get the strangest looks at the grocery store and now I realize why. Who wouldn't stare? Here I was...trying to push one stroller with two infants, and trying to push a grocery cart with the other hand at the same time, then Jen pushing the other stroller. Wow...no wonder people kept asking me.... "How do you do it?" And I never really knew what to tell them... I just did what I had to do... I had no choice. I didn't have help. There was no family around... no nanny, no best friend to call and say, " come on over I need to run out for a few minutes"....etc. It was me, myself, and I! So I did what any good mother would do.... I did it! Sometimes we are in situations that seem so impossible to bear and other people may even look at it and say ... "how in the world do you do it?" All you can do is "Do it"! I was thinking on this as I await my test results and my diagnosis, and wonder how people with cancer cope with it? Duh! I just clunked myself on the head.... same answer, you big dummy! You Do what you have to Do, and when the time comes to handle things, God gives wisdom and strength to cope. I have made a lot of wrong choices and suffered some pretty dire consequences because of them, but when I wait on God and make the choices He wants, I end up a lot better off. He always has a much better way of working things out than I do! I say to all of my faithful blog readers I could use a lot of prayer right now.... some of you know why and some maybe not, but I am in a situation that needs to be handled for my own health's sake and I have no clue what to do... so in such a situation.... I ask for "God to be God" and do " Something" because I am at the point of being able to do "nothing" about it....maybe this is just where He wants me so that when someone next time asks me ...."How do you do it?" .... I can say..."Only the grace of God..."
Psalm 9:9 "The Lord also will be a refuge for the oppressed, a refuge in times of trouble." Proverbs 1:33 "But whoso hearkeneth unto me shall dwell safely and shall be quiet from fear of evil."
Pain or no pain...I awoke on the fourth of July with good old American blood running through my veins and decided that I would not waste my holiday sitting on my behind listening to the phone for one more day! I have had it with this recovery process ...and anyway... it just is NOT the Fourth of July to me without... a parade, firetrucks, clowns, ice cream cones, and of course fireworks! Well... my search for a local parade turned out to be a bust...much to my disgust! We live at least a half hour from a decent sized town in all directions but I figured that someone nearby must be having a parade! How UN -American to NOT have a fourth of July parade! All across America little towns are doing away with it!! Our children and grandchildren are not being brought up with the same sense of love for our country and sense of pride for our flag as we had....what a shame is that! I ended up searching on the Internet and found a town north of us about an hours drive, and although I am in pain still from recent surgery I figured it would be worth it to me! I know you may think MY thinking is somewhat warped or morbid but in my own mind I think like this....if this was the very last fourth of July I ever get to celebrate then how would I want to celebrate it? This kind of thinking has been playing a large role lately in decisions about what I choose to do or not do. Anyway... back to the fourth. We parked our chairs along a shady spot on the sidewalk next to a family eagerly awaiting the arrival of the parade. I sat down next to two little girls so excited to be there and so ready for all of the candy that was to be soon strewn all over the street! I have been to many a parade and have to say that this parade was very generous in their distribution of candy! These two little girls soon became my friends and decided that I was to join them and catch the candy too! Of course I had no objections to this! At least at first... but then... this parade... went on and on and on.... and the candy just kept on being thrown and there was enough candy for everyone! There were flags flying and firetrucks sounding their sirens and bands playing and I was in seventh Heaven! For just a little while... I really forgot that I was fifty one... for just a little while I forgot I was recovering from surgery... for just a little while I had a blast! I was glad to see so many flags in this parade and tribute to our veterans. Thank God there are still places like this one all across America that do still take the time and effort to celebrate our freedom and fly the flag! 
