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You Are Welcome

Last night we were in the ER with our A-Grape who hadn’t been feeling well yesterday, but whose fever got very high, she began vomiting, and became lethargic and limp. Our poor sweet eight year old girl was trying to cooperate with doctors and nurses and answer their questions, but she was too weak for even that.

Do you know what I noticed?

No matter what anyone did to her, or how lousy she felt, every single time a medical professional talked to her, or examined her, or even just came in the room,  she said “Thank you.”

The nurse brought her a cup to pee in. “Thank you, ma’am.”

As the doctor left the room after doing a throat culture that made her gag, she looked at him and said “Thank you.”

The phlebotomist poked her with a needle and hurt her, and she said “OW!” but laid still for him. When he was finished filling his vial, she looked him in the eye and said “That hurt! But you were so good at that. Thank you!”

At one point, the nurse stopped what she was doing and said “A-Grape, I’ve noticed that you keep saying “Thank you.” Can I just say thank you for saying thank you! Many adults do not possess the manners which you clearly have.”

Nurse Kelsey brought A-Grape a popsicle, and she responded with a huge smile and a big “Thank you!”

And even we, her parents, had the pleasure of hearing our precious daughter say “Thank you, Mommy and Daddy, for being here with me, and for being kind, wonderful parents. *sniff* She even tried to make up little poems. 

Several hours after arriving to the hospital, a new and improved feeling A-Grape was discharged for home.

And, as we walked out of the hospital, every doctor, nurse, tech, or intake person she remembered seeing got a big and hearty “Thank you.” as we walked out the door.

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Friends, “many adults do not possess the manners” which my daughter showed last night. Social media is fraught with poor manners, manipulative memes on all sides of any argument, and with folks saying vile things. When I was a little girl, my mother used to tell my brothers and I, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, say nothing at all.” It seems time for some adults to re-examine what and how they say things, what they post, and perhaps they need to say nothing at all if they can’t edify, encourage, live at peace, be patient, strive to do what is good for others, and give thanks from time to time.

Can we all give this some thought and behave at least as well as an eight year old?

Thank you!

Be Blessed,

Deb

Romans 12:18 If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.

Titus 3:1-2 Remind the people to be subject to rulers and authorities, to be obedient, to be ready to do whatever is good, to slander no one, to be peaceable and considerate, and always to be gentle toward everyone.

 1 Thessalonians 5:12-18 Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing. Now we ask you, brothers and sisters, to acknowledge those who work hard among you, who care for you in the Lord and who admonish you. Hold them in the highest regard in love because of their work. Live in peace with each other. And we urge you, brothers and sisters, warn those who are idle and disruptive, encourage the disheartened, help the weak, be patient with everyone.  Make sure that nobody pays back wrong for wrong, but always strive to do what is good for each other and for everyone else. Rejoice always,  pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

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Just One More Step

 

We took our children on a week long vacation in the Smoky Mountains last month. Dr. P thought going on a hike would be a good idea, and I concurred. What could be better than a long walk in the mountain woods!? Dr. P chose some “easy” mountain trails to get us started.

rocky pathEight year old A-Grape and I learned some lessons on these walks…errrrr…climbs through those “easy” mountain trails.

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First, easy is all in one’s perspective. For my husband who has been walking 4-11 miles/day for over a year and has lost 50 pounds in that time, for my son who runs and bikes several times/week, for my two older daughters who bike often, the hikes were easier. They were barely out of breath, for the most part, and even ran down much of the trail returning from the first day’s hike.  For A-Grape and I, who were each wearing improper foot wear, for A-Grape’s shorter legs, for my out of fitness self, the trails were much harder.  My lungs were burning so badly at one point I thought I could die, although I also had a head cold and cough.

flat pathSecond, on the first day’s trail, we climbed a little over a mile up to Grotto Falls while we were feeling energetic and fresh. We were heading downhill for the second one plus mile half of the hike. On the second day’s hike, the first half of the hike on Baskins Falls trail was more than 1.5 miles down to the falls, but we also added an extra unplanned detour to hike back up a marked trail to an old family cemetery, then back down to the original trail, finishing the first half by climbing down rocks to the falls. The second half of the trip we had to climb back up those rocks and the trail. It had rained the day before, so the trail was also slippery with mud in spots. There were streams to cross on both trails, but the second trail streams had mostly logs to cross, while the first day’s trail had had stepping stones.

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On that second day’s Baskins Falls trail, A-Grape and I had the others go on ahead so that they could run or climb as they wanted and we wouldn’t hold them up. Not far into the upward hike back to our car (about 1.5 miles), I began to doubt that I had the strength to make it, and my feet and legs already hurt. We were climbing tree roots up a steady incline. I was severely out of breath when A-Grape said very sadly “I can’t do this. This is too hard. I’m tired. I’m not big enough. I think I could faint.” I regretted sending the others ahead at this point, as I was also dizzy, and I was afraid we would need their help and they wouldn’t hear us. Thankfully they didn’t go very far ahead of us, and waited for us often. But, being the adult, and wanting to encourage her, I told A-Grape that she was big enough and strong enough, and that she wasn’t going to faint. I told her that I couldn’t faint, and neither could she. I told her she had to just keep taking one more step, and that if we both just kept saying “one more…just one more step.” we’d make it off the trail and to the car. I told her we would stop at random spots to catch our breath, take photos, eat a granola bar, sit on a flat rock, and that we would get this done in our own time. We continued telling each other “We HAVE to keep taking one more step,” held each other up, and told each other we could do it because we were strong, mighty girls because that is how God made us. We spoke truths to each other.

  • We are conquerors. (…In all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. Romans 8:37)
  • We are strong and mighty. (Be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. Ephesians 6:10)
  • We can do all things through Christ who gives us strength. (Philippians 4:13)
  • We can keep our eye on the prize and run the race (climb the climb) set before us. (Hebrews 12:1b-3; 1 Corinthians 9:24)

Once we got to the end, we were relieved, believe me. But we felt stronger, mightier, (exhausted), and more confident. Next year we’ll wear better walking/hiking shoes. I’ll be more fit. She’ll be a little taller. Now we know.

ConqueredFriends, no matter what strenuous thing you are going through, just keep taking one more step. Forward momentum to the goal is worth taking. Keep your eyes on the end of your trail, taking it one step at a time, accepting a helping hand from time to time, keeping yourself and your mind well nourished with good fruits and sound principles. You will make it in your own time.

Enjoy the views along the way. They are worth the effort.

ViewIt’s ok to be silly, take a nap, and celebrate after a big accomplishment too.

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Blessings,

Deb

Side note: Now that I hiked those two mountain trails last week, my morning walk on the hilly roads around our home were a speedy, easy peasy, cake walk today! I was barely out of breath at all, although my ankles, knees, and hips are begging me to get new walking shoes. Apparently my “out of fitness self’s” aches and pains are not all related to just being out of shape.

In other news, June 1, 2016 brought new products to Lilla Rose. Why? Why would you use anything else?

Memories of Grandpa G.

I celebrated a fun, albeit bittersweet moment with my youngest daughter, A-Grape this week. It’s bittersweet as this is the last time I’ll celebrate this “first” for one of our children. These “lasts” seem to be coming in faster frequency lately.

For several days, her tooth was very loose. I was sure she would lose it any moment. She, however, was determined to keep it as long as possible. The other morning it was flopping sideways and turning backwards. I had an errand to run, and I didn’t want to miss her first and my last first tooth loss. I had her wiggle and turn so she could pull the tooth herself, to no avail.

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Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle…

After many minutes of waiting for the tooth to come out, I suggested she let me work on it a bit. She was having quite a bit of anxiety that it would hurt, and she was pulling away from me. It was so loose that I truly began to be afraid she would swallow it while I was out running errands.

As I gave the tooth a last tug, and as I comforted her when she realized it had come out, I had a flashback memory of my great grandfather, Grandpa G.

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Grandpa G.

Grandpa G.’s father had been a dentist, and Grandpa G. had quite a lot of experience in gentle tooth pulling. When I was a little girl with loose teeth, my Dad would drive two hours north to visit Grandpa and Nana on a Sunday afternoon for a “loose tooth assessment.” If it was loose enough, Grandpa G. would pull it without my even knowing he had done so. If it wasn’t loose enough, he’d suggest we make another trip back to see him soon. We’d eat Snow’s New England Clam Chowder and Ritz crackers with peanut butter before heading back home.

These happy memories make me so thankful, and while I pulled A-Grape’s tooth, I shared them with her. I’m not sure the stories comforted her as much as they gave me joy.

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Sporting the “Gap.”

Regardless, A-Grape lost her first tooth, and now she sports her “gap” with great pride.

I love being a Mom and celebrating these smallest of joys!

Have a blessed new week!

Don’t forget to celebrate small joys and make memories!

Deb

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