Years ago, on a short trip to Montana, my sister and I went up to her “cabin” – she called it the Barn. Along a dirt road we spotted some fantastic Sunflowers in the middle of this farmers field.
She stopped the car and wrangled her way over the barbed wire fence. “Sharon, you are trespassing!” she laughed and said, “He wont mind if I get these.” Just as she was almost to the flowers I heard a four wheeler coming down the road. “ooooh my gosh– you are so busted!!” and she ducked down in the tall weeds and grasses leaving me just standing there on the side of the road.
Dust trailing off the back of him, he flew by with a smile on his face waving a good morning. As he topped the hill she stood up with a broad smile and we had a great giggle.
Sunflowers in tow, she picked off all the thistles stuck to her and we headed home. We spent the day arranging these beauties and taking pictures.
The image above were these flowers. I stumbled upon this in a hard drive I un-boxed! I was so happy to have this as a great remembrance.
I put one of my favorite poems on the vase–
That was the fall of 2010. January 2011 we lost her to complications of diabetes.
Life has a funny way of carrying on despite our personal tragedies. Learning how to live a full appreciative life is difficult after I lost my life long best friend. However I believe that she is still near me. Sunflowers have taken on a different meaning.
Be sure to appreciate your day to day life, you never know how dramatically it can change in an instant.
How is it that you view yourself? When will the day come that you will embrace the beauty that others see?
Change Your Thinking
It’s been said that it will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.
One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.
His bed was next to the room’s only window.
The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men talked for hours on end.
They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..
Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.
The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.
As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.
One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.
Although the other man could not hear the band – he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.
Days, weeks and months passed.
One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.
She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.
As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.
It faced a blank wall..
The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.
The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.
She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’
There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, this is why it is called The Present .’
The origin of this letter is unknown, and I have read it several times.
It doesn’t change how my heart feels every time I read it.
Remember that when we come upon Dark and Cloudy portions of our life it isn’t necessarily a bad thing…
We might just have to look closer with real purpose to see the beauty… because whether we take the time to “look” or not, it’s still there.
Please visit Susan and the OutDoor Wednesday gang… there are some smashing sites to see.
Also remember Melissa at The Inspired Room where she has a great apple pie neighbor gift idea.
And Stop back tomorrow when we will have a wee bit of a celebration on EARLY Halloween!
TTFN~~ Claudia ♥ ♥
Since January 1st 2010 -- I have been celebrating finding Beauty in our every day lives. Stay in the Day... be in the moment. Don't wait to live your life.
Stop and make a habit to find the Beauty and you will be amazed at how Beautiful your life is. Be thankful and remember:
"When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change." Dyer