Been creatin'

And it sure feels good.
Been awhile since I could really sit and enjoy the process. I have gotten things done for projects that required my attention, but it was purely out of need not desire. So this week, I worked on a layout and some cards. Sure felt good.
Things with my neck are going well. Darn if those physical therapists don't know what they are doing. ::grin:: If I could reach, I would treat myself. I have started putting J. through the ringer though. ::grin again::: I am still achy now and again but not too bad. Still can't hang clothes, but that will come. Now if only I could get my hip to stop killing me every time I drive in the car, things will be good. Can not be sure that is connected to the accident or not. I have also been doing a lot of research on abnormal "girl-y" issues and the effect stress, poor diet and no exercise can have those symptoms.....hopefully things will slow down now that therapy is winding down and I am feeling better. The running, the appts. and the stress have been crazy. I know one thing, I can not put up with these symptoms.

Seems to be a lot of sadness and worry circling my little group of friends lately - heavy things. Bring down your spirit things. The prayer list is very long. Makes my little problems seem petty. So I found this today on a blog I read. I loved it and had to put it here. Such a *coincidence* that I always seem to find these things when I need them most. ::smile:::
Reinforces my belief in the restorative uplifting power of friends and their support. It makes a huge difference in your circumstance, or at least mine anyway , to know you are not alone - someone else has been there and survived.

“Jacob, where do you find the strength to carry on in life?”

“Life is often heavy only because we attempt to carry it,” said Jacob. “But I do find a strength in the ashes.”

“In the ashes?” asked Mr. Gold.

“Yes,” said Jacob, with a confirmation that seemed to have traveled a great distance.

“You see, Mr. Gold, each of us is alone. Each of us is in the great darkness of our ignorance. And, each of us is on a journey.

“In the process of our journey, we must bend to build a fire for light, and warmth, and food.

“But when our fingers tear at the ground, hoping to find the coals of another’s fire, what we often find is the ashes.

“And, in those ashes, which will not give us light or warmth, there may be sadness, but there is also testimony.

“Because these ashes tell is that somebody else has been in the night, somebody else has bent to build a fire, and somebody else has carried on.

“And that can be enough, sometimes.”

~Noah benShea