Tuesday, December 28, 2010
I, like lots of others, look forward to the new year, new beginnings. It feels like a magic date, one that will let us start over. But then I remember that EVERY day is a new beginning. I don't have to wait for that one magical date to "start over" and get healthier. I've got today! Actually, that's the only day I've got—today. I can't change yesterday, and I have no promise of tomorrow, but I have today. What a wonderful gift!
Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Today I read a blog by BILLPHIL, and it brought to mind that I have a similar problem, but not so close to home.
I have become "Grandma Nina" to a 10-year-old girl from a similar situation. She's not adopted, but living with another disfunctional family with two girls to whom I've become "Grandma Nina." She has such a wall built up around her, and her behavior is atrocious as a result of her upbringing, that I think only love will help her to realize that she is an okay person. She has many, many problems at school, with friendships, with obedience—well, you get the picture.
I'm 75 years old.. I have learned a lot in those years. I was a substance abuse counselor at one point in my life. But I feel if I can just use that wisdom, and the love I have for children, to help this one child, my experiences will have been put to the best use possible.
My heart breaks for all three girls, But they are resilient and strong, and I feel they have the potential to rise above their upbringing, if they can just get a glimpse of what life is like without the drugs, boyfriends, sickness, and all that goes with that lifestyle. And in my mind, that means helping them find their Lord and Savior, and teaching them how good life can be if they follow the teachings He taught.
I love all three. I guess that's what "Grandmas" do best.
Sunday, November 14, 2010
One of our Over 70 Team wrote a blog and seemed quite discouraged—but she's keeping on working towards her goal! I'm really proud of her. I wanted to share what I wrote to her in a comment to her blog, because it applies to so very many of us. Here it is:
"I imagine we've all been there, done that. I know that at least I have. But you haven't failed. "Diets" have failed you. They shouldn't put such restrictions on us that it sets us up to fail..... Break your [goals] into small pieces..... Maybe you start with only 2 glasses of water a day. Maybe you start with walking 5 minutes, just around your yard. Plan evening snacking and add it into a day's calorie goal. F'rinstance, in the evening I love an apple with almonds. Great combination! But I need to plan into my day that I AM GOING TO DO THAT and avoid eating that second helping, or cleaning my plate at the restaurant, because I WANT my snack at night!
"I admire you for not giving up. Discouragement is normal. Giving up is a choice. And just so you know -- I'm in the same boat you are. These words are as much for my edification as for yours!
"You can do it! t isn't easy, but it's worth it! "
I have contemplated that encouragement, as if someone else had told it to me, and realize that in spite of my own discouragement, giving up is a choice—and it is not a choice I want to live with. I appreciate her blog! I'm glad she made me stop and think about it.
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
I took the Spark quick poll today "Be honest: Do you secretly (or openly) judge people based on their weight?" As I contemplated my answer, I was ashamed to admit I'm guilty of judging people for various reasons, and I know that is wrong. "Judge not that ye be not judged."
I don't judge a person because of her (or his) size as much as I do on what appears to be their attitude -- slovenly or well kempt, walking (I admire!), or slumped in a booth stuffing their faces with junk food (I'm sorry to admit I judge), clean and neat (I admire) or dirty and sloppy (I judge). But I know I shouldn't. I don't and can't know their personal issues, their lot in life, their mental state.
I can't know what they experienced growing up, what abuse or torment they faced, what hardships life threw at them. I can't know what disillusioned them or beat them down, or overwhelmed them. But I often picture them as a little child, running carefree and happy, and wonder what happened in their lives to make them lapse into their present condition. Maybe a friendly smile or a kind word would help them. I can do that!
Whenever I find myself being judgmental I feel guilty (as I should) and wonder what people think of me when they see me. Are they judging? Are they wondering why I'm fat (I'm about 65 lbs. overweight)? Do I look disgusting to them? Do they pity me? (Not a good thing!)
But I can't improve in order to avoid being judged—I can only improve because of my inner desires. I can only do it for me, not to please others. Which brings me back to judging others. I don't want to be judged! I don't want to judge others! Only I can control that. And I will work harder at being kind and not judging others because of contemplating the Spark Quick Poll. Thanks, SparkPeople!
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