Thursday, July 26, 2012
My Sun Conjures have three eggs. I have believed the brighter orange conjure is a male. His name is Dancer and he sure acts like a male. It has been over twenty days since Starr laid her eggs, and I wait to see the babies. I take my little flash light and gently raise the sheet to see if the babies have been born. To you who have grandchildren this would seem like foolishness, but I will probably never get the pleasure of having grandchildren. My son is grown but has chosen a different type of life style. This week he was found unconscious on the sidewalk and taken to the hospital. He called me later to let me know what happened. He seemed frightened by this incident and has started having seizures even when he is drinking.
He checked himself in to be detoxified. I will be traveling again this week end to pick up the dog, put bleach on the floor of a cottage I landlord and visit him. I am so glad that I have Adonai in my life, my faith keeps me strong even though heart arrows pang sharply when he tells me these dreadful things that happen to him. My Abba has given me this job and I love where I am working; but I do miss my friends of the last twenty five years. I am joining a Messianic Synagogue here and starting to learn more Hebrew dances. It is so awesome to be involved with Jews that have accepted the Messiah. I am learning more about the roots of my faith and I am grateful joy is unspeakable!
My life change and loss of weight has been exceedingly slow. I am probably one of the slowest in the history of Sparkpeople. But when I can take the time and enter what I eat and walk; I quickly realize where I am failing, the grounds where I work are beautiful and I can walk around the pond being in shade for most of the walk, three trips around the lake give me give me about 4000 steps. I wait in expectant hope that my son will touch the corner of the Messiah's coat and be totally healed!