It has been a challenging time for me since the beginning of November. I have an allergic reaction toward something, possibly medications. After having gone to the Urgent Care twice, Emergency Room twice, hospitalized for five days and seeing eight doctors, no doctor could pinpoint what happened to the constant inflammation of my skin. All they could say was to ask me to discontinue this and that medication. I will discontinue ALL my medications in less than a month. What a motivation for me to get rid of all the medications I have been taking. They gave me some treatments such steroids and antibiotics. I spent Thanksgiving in the hospital and was hoping not to miss all the celebrations in Christmas.
With great effort and determination, I gathered my energy and ensured a pleasant appearance; I managed to sing in one of the two performances of Messiah. I couldn’t sing in the first one because I was still miserable. Laying in my bed, I could hear the choir singing. My disappointment was no greater than my motivation. I quietly plead for good health the next day so that I could sing. Oh, what a miracle! I woke up feeling the coolness of my body. It was a great joy for me to spend hours to prepare myself. The photos showed my red face (with no make-up) from the inflammation. My friends in the audience were happy to see me.
Retirees singing to the retirees
I also got to sing in one of the two chorale concerts. I missed the first one when the group sang in a retirement home. The second one was as fun when we sang to the fellow retirees.
Precious group of ladies at the Christmas dinner
Joy to the World celebration
There were two Christmas parties I was delighted to go and had fun seeing my friends of thirty years. One was the ladies Christmas dinner, and the other was the adult fellowship Christmas party.
I haven’t seen the end of the tunnel yet. I’ll still must take a blogging break until my health is fully recovered. Until then, I wish you all
Our church fellowship has an annual auction fundraising event for the missionaries. There are open auction and the silent auction. Members of the group donate goods or activities for auction. We then bid on the items and all proceeds go to the missionaries.
My husband and I donated a steak dinner event, and the bid went up to $400 from two couples. A friend and I sponsored a silent auction of brunch for 12 ladies with $25 each. There were more ladies who wanted to sign up, but it quickly filled all the spots.
We signed up for five silent auction events and bid for two open auctions. One of the silent auction I got was a Spring Brunch held last Saturday. The hostess decorated her home with Paris theme. The co-hostesses did a fabulous job to make the event memorable. The food was delicious and beautiful. Being with this almost 30 years of long-time friends is always a delight and enjoyable.
February 14, 2019, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about valentines. It can be Valentine’s Day, the exchange, love for another, romance, or friendship. Have a heart and go where the prompt leads!
The English word love covers a wide spectrum of emotions from liking to loving with mind and heart. The Greek word ‘agape’ has a general meaning of love not based on merit of the person loved, but rather unconditional. It continues to give even when the other is unkind, unresponsive and unworthy. It only desires good things for the other and is compassionate. The Greek word ‘phileo’ is the love with affection, companionship in deep and intimate relationship found in friendship or family.
In this lonely planet, we are losing the agape and phileo love. Many people say, “I love you.” But they mean “I want to own you and control you,” or “I give you when you give me with the same amount,” or “I give you some if you give me more,” or even mean “I give you a little to get you hooked on to give me all.” Read more
Ann-Christine gave us a thought provoking prompt this week – Happiness Is… We can ask if we are happy at this point of our life. If we’re happy, what makes us happy? If we’re not, what makes us unhappy?
I’m thankful to be where I am. I’m thankful for loving relationships with family and friends. I’m thankful that I could be helpful to people with my time and energy. It’s being with people and seeing people happy that makes me happy.
I can’t believe that Randy passed away in January 2016. I still can hear his cheerful voice and his laughter. Randy was our neighbor living two doors down the street. For twelve years, he and my husband went to the gym on weekdays, mountain bike riding on weekends, and happy hours on Fridays. I went with them for happy hours because I was the designated driver. We had barbeques on holidays and spontaneous game nights.
During the twelve years, Randy drove one and a half hours each way to take care of his ex-mother-in-law. When she was not able to care for herself, he helped to move her to a skilled nursing facility in our neighborhood and helped to sell her house. It amazed me at how a guy could take care of his ex-mother-in-law to that extent.
When he studied to take the Commercial Appraiser exam, his study materials made me dizzy. He was brilliant yet humble, accepting and non-judgmental. He kept in touch with childhood friends and held his own High School Reunion regularly.
Twenty-six months ago, Randy went on a mountain bike riding with a fellow from the gym. He had a terrible accident that smashed his head and face. He didn’t make it to the hospital. He’d be 65 years old on April 2, 2018
Randy was my husband’s best friend. Having a best friend in the next door is a rare, once in a lifetime experience. We miss Randy!
On Saturday June 24, 2017, there were about 20 ladies from our church group had a women’s annual Morning Outing. We gathered at the church parking lot, and then carpooled to Newport Beach, California. After we arrived, we parked the car on Bayside Drive, and walked through the beautiful Balboa Island neighborhood. This Island is a Prime Real Estate. The homes facing the ocean cost a bundle. Each home is a two-story building with a narrow front patio. In front of the patio are two strips of flower beds. The homeowners take pride to maximize the small flower bed space. They all have extravagant patterns of flower arrangements.
After we walked through the Balboa Island neighborhood, we took the ferry to get to the beach. We walked along the beach to the Newport Beach Pier. At the end of the Pier was the Ruby restaurant where we had breakfast. After breakfast, we leisurely walked on the pier, watched people surfing, swimming, or fishing. Some ladies left early, some left later. We all had a good exercise, good breakfast, enjoyable time of talking and laughing with each other.