The Path...

I have so many things I want to accomplish in the life the Lord has given me but sometimes trying to accomplish all that I want to accomplish leaves me terribly exhausted.

My career, spiritual climb, being a wife, my family issues, being the oldest as well as girl, daughter, sister, mother, and grandmother each has several tasks and duties that I seem to tap into each and every day.  I have often been referred to as an every-ready-battery but in actuality that is what people see, yet what is underneath is a tired woman. 

Looking over my accomplishments, and there are some, there is the thought, "Will there be more?"  My dream to give to the community with my own business seems so far away. Finances are low and I mean extremely low and with no relief in sight.  How do I get to complete my dream if I constantly keep depleting my finances just surviving.  My husband often tells me to keep the faith and stay close to the Lord.  I do have faith but what is uncomfortable is the fact that my dreams may not be the plan the Lord has in store for my life...

I am coasting down a winding road that is navigated by a pilot; GOD.

The Adult-child Caring for an Elderly Parent

Who would have guessed or even planned for this?  As a child we evolve into the adults we are suppose to be, some productive and others not so productive, but in many instances we inherit the responsibility of caring for our parent(s) or an aging family member.

What I have come to realize is that this act does not have a racial preference.  This thing called aging happens in every family of every race.  These are the questions I asked my self as I laid in my bed last night.
 

• What are the characteristics of this role?  
• What adult-child is more responsible to inherit this role opposed to the other siblings in the family? 
• Did the parent or adult family member groom and/or set the foundation while raising the child so he/she can adequately perform this role?  

As I tried to answer these questions I listed in my mind the things I need or would like to do to make my parent(s) more comfortable in their current environment. 

My father passed in 2007 from lung cancer and to this day I still have his phone number in my phone. I asked my self, is this because I am having separation issues or is it that I am in denial. Well, for what ever reason it is obvious I miss him tremendously yet as I approach the anniversary of his death these questions popped in my mind.

My husband and I have aging mothers that we are destined to care for and unfortunately we are not as prepared as we would like to be however we believe that GOD will make a way. The stress that is associated with this role are sometimes unbearable yet we trudge forward and prevail each obstacle one at a time.

My mother while I was younger insisted that I be more responsible.  I believe her constantly repeating responsibility to me is one of the anchors in the foundation she laid in me as a child.  My father instilled in me the value of family and how important it is to be a leader and not a follower.  As a child the cloud of their constant wording enveloped around my sphere but now the replica of who they wanted me to be is who I am; Me.

As I with my loving husband embrace the future of caring for two aging parents I may never be able to answer these questions.  The answer to the questions above will have to be answered as we think of our children we raised and determine who will carry the baton.    
 Violet

The "Mistress" and her Lingering Smell

Let me start this post by stating, I am truly glad to be an inspiring and motivated woman and even more grateful to be this awesome age; 45 years old.

My life consist of busy, busy, and busy as I work towards my late identified career and family.  I also attend an online college as I pursue keeping my brain sharp.

As you can see my day is full from the time I awake until the time I lay my head onto my pillow for rest and sleep.  Rest and sleep are the two most important tasks in my progression through life but here lately, there is one issues that is becoming more prevalent in my life than it was two years ago.  Well for that matter 10 years ago or as far back as I can remember.  The one thing, that is really annoying me is that my body is beginning to change its "smell".  My body has claimed a new scent and I am having a hard time getting use to this invading fragrance.  I am going to refer to the smell as the "Mistress" so not confuse you as I write and express how I feel about her.  I noticed the "Mistress" a few weeks ago in my clothes as I undressed for my bath and to my surprise after my bath the smell dissipated with a little help from Jergens Coco-butter and Johnson's cornstarch.  At first as I undressing I thought that I may have over exerted myself throughout the course of my day but unfortunately that was not the case.  During the day, at lunch time, I use to walk 3 miles, not briskly, for exercise.  The "Mistress" invaded my clothing like a sultry woman lurking in the most intimate parts of your husband or mates disclosed desires.  Unbeknownst to me she was imbedded in the stitches of woven fabric I carried around on my person all day.  I felt dirty and unclean when she revealed herself but I whisked those clothing into the washer machine.  

I am unsure if women who being to age experience this invasion but I sure hope the "Mistress" does not reveal herself as an annoying house guest that will not leave. Maybe I should banish her but first I have to identify where she came from and then what she did with my original scent.  Wish me luck!

Hopefully I won't have to embrace her as she has embraced me.

Violet