Flood of Feelings


It was near the end of my workday when I saw an email from the boss and double-clicked to open it up.

It had to do with the move to our new hospital.  OK, I know that is coming up on 12/13/14 day (December 13, 2014).  Our department moves a couple weeks before that, and this looked like more specific information for us.

There were several attachments and I started opening them one by one.  The first couple were general information, one a little lengthy so I’d come back to it later.  Then I opened the timeline.

At first glance I saw that some of our departments were moving starting today.  Not a big surprise as one of my friends mentioned last week that she’d be moving this week.  There were several departments moving this week.

Next tab was for the move in late November, my move.  I began reading through this group of departments making that move, and it happened.

A small wave washed over me.  Which surprised me.

I have worked here since long before the idea of building a new hospital even came up.  I’ve been here through thick and thin as talks began, great obstacles arose, and success was finally assured.  I’ve seen the progress every step of the way, buildings come down, streets straighten out or pushed through, new buildings go up, the enormous hole, cement, 3 huge cranes, cement, layer after layer, cement, steel and cement, cement, cement, cement, walls, windows, bricks, on and on and on!  It has been fascinating!

The excitement has been building.  Pictures and the model look wonderful.  Landscaping, signs, and sidewalks all add to the vision.  Everyone can hardly wait.  When will we finally get to see inside?!

But now suddenly, here I am, looking at the schedule and the wave hits.  A strange little feeling.  Hmmm.  I open the remaining attachments.  And I go back to the lengthy one, glancing through it, stopping to read a little here and there.

The wave isn’t bothering me anymore.  Because now it’s a flood!  I feel giddy, it’s so real, I feel anxious, will it all work out, there’s still excitement, it’s actually coming!  I’m having trouble concentrating.  I need to process these feelings.  Good thing I read this at the end of my day, I’d hate to have to deal with all this all day!

I imagine tomorrow will feel better.  And I wonder how many others are, or will have (perhaps even have had) this flood wash over them?  There will be a lot of differing reactions, I’m sure.  Hopefully I can help some, knowing what they’re going through.  And perhaps I’ll be a little more prepared having experienced this myself to a degree.

And the really funny thing is, I won’t even be in the new building!  We’ll be in an ancillary building.  :0

 

The Aspen in Colorado


Beloved hubby finally felt up to doing something again yesterday after having kind of a rough couple weeks.  So for the first time in years we took a ride to see the aspen in the Colorado mountains.

Since I’d filled the car with gas a couple days earlier, we didn’t have to worry about buying any or running out.  So off we went!

As we left the city behind and became engulfed in the mountains, I found myself relaxing, feeling calmer, and drinking in the beauty of the landscape around us.

As we traveled, the yellow fields gave way to evergreens and bushes, and before long also to aspen trees.  Beautiful, golden, quaking, “money trees”.  A few here and there at first, then yards of them, and soon – mountains of them nestled amongst the myriad of evergreens blanketing the valleys as far as the eye could see!

The deeper we went, the fresher the air, the bluer the sky, the greater our tranquility.  It was wonderful.

Then I noticed the aspen were differing shades – yellow, deep gold, flowing into crimson.  So much beauty!

It lifted my spirits, filled my soul, and strengthened my relationship with God, the Great Creator of it all!

I found peace in the aspen of Colorado.  :)

Visiting Teaching Woes


Where has the month gone?  And I’m still trying to do my Visiting Teaching!

Visiting 3 sisters (ladies) in our ward (congregation) with another sister as my companion (teammate) shouldn’t be that difficult.  It’s the Church’s (well, Lord’s) way of helping us befriend and support each other.  It’s a beautiful plan.

But schedules can be very difficult to coordinate.  And amazingly, even in this wonderful age of technology and communication, it can be hard to reach someone even to look at schedules!

Working full-time cuts down immensely on the available time for other activities.  I must say that Visiting Teaching (and in fact a host of other things) was MUCH easier to do back when I was a homemaker (stay-at-home-mom).  :)

Back to reality…it occurs to me that I need to ask my sisters, companion included, what their favorite communication style is.  Indeed, in this wonderful age of technology and communication, it certainly MUST be possible to stay in touch in some way.  With phone, text, email, internet, and the old stand-by, regular U.S. mail to choose from, I imagine we can begin to find some common ground and communicate a little more regularly.  What happens then?

A lot less Visiting Teaching Woes!  :)

Sportsmanship in Primary


Primary is such a great place!

Today the Junior Primary (ages 3-8) was playing a game during Sharing Time.  One of the 7-year old girls was called up for her turn and her friend was so excited for her that she jumped up and gave her a big hug!  :)

The kids were having a great time talking about honesty and how to be honest in different situations.

Then one of the girls a year or two younger than the two mentioned above was called up to take a turn.  She picked a picture of an ear of corn off the wall, the situation was read, and the kids answered the question.  Then she got to try tossing 2 beanbags into the hole in the middle of a box.  She did great and everyone was thrilled!

As she went back to her class, one of the youngsters from the youngest class jumped up and gave her a huge hug!!

Yep, go to Primary to learn what good sportsmanship is! :)

Bariatric + 6 Months


The changes in him are absolutely astounding.

90-pound weight loss over the last year, and while he doesn’t have “a spring in his step” as another bariatric patient I heard about was described, I am finding myself trying to keep up with him.

His mind is more clear, despite being on the same medications he was on previous to the surgery (except of course for the ibuprofen).  In fact, he was just part of a special Think Tank focus group that discussed the topic of Immigration, to share ideas and recommendations with one of the sub-committees of the United States Congress.  Wow!  :)

Too bad the arthritis is still very much there.  However the weight-loss is enabling him to be on his feet more and to do more.  And his recovery is faster – though every so often it catches up to him and he has a sleepy day in bed.  Guess his sleep has as hard a time keeping up with him as I do.  :)

And he is still tethered to the oxygen tube, but he finds new and original ways to deal with that, and with getting things done from his electric wheelchair that would otherwise involve too much walking.

He is now so much more than I had expected he would ever be again.

Amazing!

Miss a week and everything changes!


Boy, you miss a week in Primary and everything changes!

I walked into Primary today and saw several new people there.  Then I noticed that there were several people missing.  And as we prepared to begin, these new people were the ones coming up to lead the meeting.

Wow, did the Primary presidency change last week?  Yes, the entire Presidency changed last week!

Am I worried?

Am I concerned?

That is one of the beauties of the gospel of Jesus Christ and the organization of His church, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  Everything is so well-organized, and there are manuals and instructions that guide you to the letter, that it doesn’t matter if someone new is given the job, the calling.

So someone new can step right in and get right to work.  There is no break in the program, no hesitation about what needs to be done.  It keeps running smoothly along.

And not only here, but anywhere in the world.  Everywhere it’s the same way.  So no, I’m not worried, I’m not concerned.  They will pick up where the others left off, and all is well in Zion!  :)

Wedding Reception and Baby Blessing


It’s been a busy weekend and it’s nice to sit and relax for a moment.  This weekend has been all about family.

With a beautiful wedding reception for one, and the sacred blessing of a new child for another, we came together to celebrate and enjoy being together.

Family is a wonderful thing, a blessing from our wise and all-knowing Father in Heaven.

A family is there to help us through the rough times in life.  A family is there to celebrate the good times with us.  A family is there to love and strengthen each other, to be best friends, confidants, to help heal heartaches, and to get us through difficulties.

When you think about it, the family is a truly unique and inspiring phenomena.  It is like a garden, where we learn to give tender, loving care to nurture grass, flowers, bushes, and trees and watch them grow and develop.  A garden is impacted by many things: sun, rain, soil, heat, cold, attention, neglect.

A family is the same way, impacted by many things: love, time, attention, neglect, money, warmth, insecurity, greed, selflessness.

In a family we have the opportunity to gain many skills, character traits, and attributes that we otherwise might not ever learn.  A family can help bring out the very best in us!