Whispers From Above

Yesterday I took a long walk at the ocean.  I was looking for some great pictures that rank high enough in design, color and content that I can print them on canvas and hang them in our home.  In my quest many intriguing things caught my eye so with my little inexpensive camera I shot away.

As I walked I was searching.  Searching not just for a great photo op but for answers as well.  You see this past few months I have been searching to discover what my next career will be.  I feel very strongly it's more than just a paycheck... what is waiting for me is not a paycheck, it's a calling.  I can hear whispers of it beckoning me; however the whispers are not loud enough for me to discern what is being said.  How I wish it was as easy as simply turning up the volume so I could hear!

Later that evening I stood at the waters edge following communion at a worship service on the beach and I felt a sense of calm come over me.  Just like the flat, waveless water covering my feet, I felt peaceful and at ease.

I must be patient and the direction will come. 

Having a "Grand" Time

Thanks to the wonderful world wide web and programs like Skype my GRAND knew who I was right away even though it was over 3 months since we've been together.  He came to me, snuggled in and gave me a mombo mouthy-cheek kiss!  Gotta love the world of grandbabies that's for sure.  The rest of our hangout time that weekend is best expressed visually.  Feast your eyes as he (and I) are Chockful and Bursting with Joy!

He's quite the armful!

Using his keyboard 

What's not to love?

Flying South for the Winter

My five year old nephew noticed the birds flying in formation through the Wisconsin sky and asked his mother about it.  She explained to him about migration and that the birds were going south for the cold winter months.  She shared with me that she hadn't realized he felt so attached to the birds so was a bit surprised when he became very upset that the birds were leaving.  His older sister told him that the birds were flying to Florida and that's where Aunt Patti is.  He immediately felt better and was A-OK with it.

We were quick to assure him that we have bird feeders in the back yard and are ready for his birds when they arrive.    

Funny isn't it how we feel better about losing something, if we know that someone is waiting to care for them when they arrive?

I guess death must be like that for those believing in a greater being.  The ones left behind are sad at the loss but comforted knowing their loved one will be not only welcomed with open arms, but loved and cared for after arrival.