I’ve Got The Joy…

When I was a little girl, I remember singing that song, “I’ve got the joy, joy, joy, joy, down in my heart.”  It was such a cheerful tune and lighted up my soul as I sang along with all my friends and we clapped our hands in the happiness of the moment.  Can you recall a time like that in your life, when your face hurt because you were smiling  so hard, but you just couldn’t stop?  Or has time erased some of what was once so easy to bring to mind?  It isn’t hard these days to lose sight of our inner child, the one who craves the simple sound of a song.  So here, I hope you’ll find a pocket full of joy to fill your day with just enough of that tune to see you through whatever is your need.  Stop for a moment.  Breathe deeply.  And soon, you may be singing of joy as well.

Another Oops! But Still Joyful!

Sorry I haven’t been around for awhile. It seems I had another mini stroke. And I spent another month in rehab. At least we believe we found out why this keeps happening. I was having atrial fibrillation while in the hospital. My primary care physician said that could be the cause of all this, because it has been known to bring on strokes.


Thanks to all the people who helped me in rehab. Here I am having physical and occupational therapy. I also had speech therapy.
Now I have a walker and I am home for Christmas!



And I am full of joy for that little baby who grew to be my Savior, who is Christ the Lord!

What are you joyful for this Christmas season?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day!

Things I’m Learning About Joy

I have been through a lot in life, but my experiences have taught me a few things that I’d love to share with you, things that I’ve learned that, perhaps I would not have known in any other way. This is a little bit about joy.
First, I feel joy in growing my garden. It isn’t much, because we don’t have much room, but we have three different tomatoes, two different peppers, and a rosemary plant. I’m so excited that they’re growing!


Second, I’m learning that I can find joy in imperfections. Whereas I strive for perfection, I don’t have to be perfect today. I only need to be one step closer today than I was yesterday. And let the Lord deal with the rest.


Third, I find joy when I get a little exercise with my hubby! But it can’t be just any form of exercise. It has to be fun, but most of all, it has to be something I’ll do! So, I like to ride my Terra Trike! I love it!


What do you do that brings you joy?
A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

A New Month, A New Beginning: Joy

I have started two challenges this month, but they are both so closely related, that I knew I would be up to the mark. I’m excited, actually, because they have awakened in me a new desire to create, to write, to make music, grow my garden. I feel as though I have had a great night’s sleep for the first time in forever and I am now breathing fresh, clean air deep into my lungs and I am ready to take the next step in making my dreams come true.
What are my challenges? To love myself, and to offer gratitude for what I have. Pretty simple, but quite profound. And it will be amazing to see the changes that occur as a result. I plan to document my progress in my blog, so you can come along for the ride! Hopefully I can find pictures to go along with it!


We planted peppers and tomatoes. These are the peppers. I’m grateful for the means to do this, and I love myself for going with my intuition to go for this.
For any who don’t know, Florida, where I live, has two growing seasons. It’s too hot to grow much in the summer.
So, are you having a loving relationship with yourself? What do you think you can do to begin one?

Just a Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

Missing You; A Pocketful of Memories

Today is the 45th anniversary of the death of my mother. There is so much weight in that sentence. I feel it heavily on my shoulders, constricting my chest. How I wish I could find the words to ease this pressure, to allow its escape from my heart!
But then I remember the years in which such love was ingrained within my soul by the very cause of my grief, and I ask myself, “Would I have it any other way?”
Of course, the answer is no. I wouldn’t trade you for all the grief and pain in the world! Not for all the riches in the universe.
For you ARE my riches! You ARE my foundation. You are my best friend. You taught me enough about life to survive, and then you trusted me to do the job.
It’s been so long. I’ve grown up. I’ve grown old. I’ve missed you so much! I wish you could have been along for the ride.
But then again, maybe you have been.

Who have you been missing today?

A Pocketful of Memories to Fill Your Day

Making a Difference A Pocketful of Joy,

Did you ever want to move a mountain?

Throughout history, there were mountain movers who I admired, who I wanted to be like. People like Martin Luther and Ludwig von Beethoven were childhood heroes of mine.

To be able to write symphonies while completely deaf marveled  me, and to stand up against the Catholic Church astounded me! The hardships they must have suffered are beyond my capacity to understand.

Yet we are the beneficiaries of their marvelous gifts. For Luther gave us more than a new religion. He gave us a freedom of religion, a taste of something entirely new to what was known then. And Beethoven gave us heavenly music, eternal music, music written from his heart to God’s ear. It was truly a gift for the ages.

And they changed our society. We wouldn’t have the life we know were it not for their contributions.

So how can I make a difference?

I always like to begin with prayer. If you are a praying person, gather your faith, fall to your knees, and pray. God hears and answers all sincere prayer…even if the answer is, “No.” If you don’t believe in prayer, there are more things you can do.


Reach out to your community. Is there a library where you can volunteer with a literacy program? Or a Senior Center where you might teach the people how to use computers or other technology? How about a middle school where you might work with some at risk teens?

Maybe you would like to take some time to educate yourself. Grow a garden. Learn to store your produce. Give away your extra supply or sell it at a local farmer’s market.


Serve at your local church or community center. Learn what to do in case of an emergency. Be like a Boy Scout and be prepared.

So what are you going to do to make a difference?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

Photos and Memories: A Pocketful of Joy

I was thinking the other day about the memories we make, and how many go without any documentation at all. We don’t write about the things that are relevant in our lives; we don’t even mention those things that are dearest to our hearts.
We spend our time making friends on Facebook, or pinning the next recipe from Pinterest. Not that there is anything inherently wrong with those things, but shouldn’t there be a balance?


Perhaps we could get out and take some photos of the world around us. Make some memories. Track the memories we’re making! Share them with the world!


Cultivate a new hobby. Grow a garden. Plant some plants. Don’t water the weeds.


Seek out your history. Do your genealogy. Find your name.

There is so much out there to capture. So much can be found in the lens of a camera. Don’t let your memories get lost. Let them bring you joy.

What can you do to make sure your memories will last and bring you joy?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day