The courage of the Life, Delicately Balanced.


It is harder for us to see the hidden pain, the physical disabilities, and ailments are easily noticed.

Personal courage is almost always ambiguous.

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Bravery and courage can be seen at every turn, if we are looking.

Courage may be moving on alone, to protect those left behind, and living with the pain of a decision made.

Bravery may be waking up every morning with thrashing reality of love lost.

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Courage is stepping away from abuse to persevere.

Bravery is the strength to walk away — not toward anything, no where to go, no one to go to, just away.

Courage is endurance, to live; in the fog of reality.

Bravery is stepping back in to bring love home.

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Courage is facing that demon head on.

Bravery is knowing he is just around the corner.

This kind of courage is rarely impulsive. Nor does it emerge from nowhere.

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Whether you have survived a trauma or not, the psyche is still a dark forest of scars and tender spots. Each relationship is intricacy piled upon intricacy, fertile ground for misunderstanding, separation, perseverance, reunion and joy.

My life was:  Stay focused on staying busy.

I survive as I always have…I survived by keeping my emotions in check – by maintaining my composure and tucking it all away. I managed to stay under the radar, skating through without anyone truly remembering I was here….oh, to stand out would have been unthinkable. Life in my world, was designed to stay busy, less time to dwell…You can’t control what you, are not responsible for…so you carry on, life carries on. I guess you just don’t pay attention. I think you’re too busy attempting to fade…until one day, you realize; I don’t need to hide, I don’t need to keep my head down. I have survived!

My husband and children are awesome; my life full of hope and love.

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A life clearly marked with moments of struggle and overcoming.

Courage, determination, pride…that’s what little girls are made of.

Joy!

Be well,

Jess

Comfort.


Do you sometimes feel too comfortable, like you need to shake things up a bit to keep from standing still? DSC_5236

Is there some deep down craving, a story left untold, a path grown over from lack of treading? Or is it just me that has to push, to find detours, over mountainous obstacles, brought to a dead end; only to turn around, catch my breath only to be propelled forward yet again.

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Its only human, I suppose, to want to hide from change. To stay snugged in your box of contentment.  Why venture out; it’s warm and cozy there.

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We should leave our lives open to serendipity; creative souls are not meant to be boxed in. There are discoveries out there that may make our hearts quiver, or shake us to our souls.

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(Howie is so cute in his hat.) You only have to take the chance. Bring a friend, or go it alone. DSC_4580

Come out from behind your self imposed barriers, (yes, you Sidney) DSC_5044

We have dreams, we have fears to conquer. (Well, Sidney; I do)

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We have an adventure ahead. Let’s not waste a moment. (You’re not coming with me, are you Sidney?)

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How does the saying go? ” “I’m an idealist. I don’t know where I’m going, but I’m on my way!” (No wonder Sidney doesn’t wanna come.)

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Maybe Cicely will come? Maybe not.

Be well,

Jess

a month of thanksgiving…a challenge


To put the world right in order, we must first put the nation in order; to put the nation in order, we must first put the family in order; to put the family in order, we must first cultivate our personal life; we must first set our hearts right. ——Confucius

Everyday this month, I have challenged my self to post something I am thankful for…join me by doing the same if you’d like, or maybe just add a note of thankfulness as a comment on my daily post.

November 1, 2011

Family

In truth a family is what you make it. It is made strong, not by chairs filled at the dinner table, but by traditions; you help family members create, by the memories you share, by our commitment to one another over time, caring, and the love you show, and by the hopes for the future…as individuals and a family. In family a story is constantly playing out, and each family their story embodies its hope and despair. Our family has seen many changes in the past years, coming home…passing on…bonds are strengthened, memories made, memories retold.
I believe balance comes from family; some times you lean on them, other times they lean on you…
With all of the differences, all of the quarrels, all of sadness, and hurt…we are always there, always willing to give of our time, our selves, our finances if need be.
Our family aglow with warmth of common references, jokes, events, calamities ~ all combine to cement a sense of a family…We have been through so much together; continually trying to make our way, forge our future,our destiny…We are a family ~ like any other family…in family even exaggerations make perfect sense…and a hysterical, if not peculiar charm.

I thought I’d share a few old photos, the first of my Grandmother (Burr) McHale holding my Mother…and before the pending birth of my Uncle Frank. The next are of my Mother varying ages.I just love old photos…

Gramma McHale~ She taught me the good side, to act right, be polite.unconditional love, kindness, patience, humor, comfort, lessons in life; and, most importantly,we shared tea.

It is as grandmothers that our mothers come into the fullness of their grace. ~Christopher Morley

You don't choose your family. They are God's gift to you, as you are to them. ~Desmond Tutu

Family faces are magic mirrors. Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present, and future. ~Gail Lumet Buckley

The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. —–Bombeck, Erma

Be well,
Jess