Exciting! A Pocketful of Joy 

A very short blog to celebrate! 

I have been with WordPress for over a year now. (In fact, I think it’s been 2 or 3) Yay me!

And I now have 200 followers! Yay you! 

Thanks so much everyone, for your interest, input, and support!


What do you have to celebrate today?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

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Gratitude – A Pocketful of Joy 

I am writing a quick blog so that you know where my joy comes from.


First and foremost, my joy comes from having a personal relationship with my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Without Him, I would be totally lost, both figuratively and literally.


Secondly, I am so grateful for my hubby, who enriches my life in countless ways.


Third, I am grateful for my walker. It helps me to get around and gives me a secure way to be more mobile and productive.


Fourth, I’m grateful for where I live. I love it here. I love my home and the beauty that surrounds me. 

Finally, I am grateful for all the therapists and techs who helped me with my recovery from my strokes, and for my doctors and nurses who kept me alive and thriving.

Thanks for your interest in my little blog. I will try to post more gratitude lists with new photos about once a month.

What are you grateful for today?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

Joy Cometh In The Morning – A Pocketful of Joy

Another year has gone by, but I am okay. Heavenly Father still takes care of me. I am so grateful to know His love, that He offered His Son, Jesus Christ, as an eternal sacrifice for sin, for this gives me hope and faith that I will see my boys again, and all my loved ones as well.

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I am also grateful for my hubby, who takes such good care of me. He has seen me through thick and thin, has lovingly cared for me in ways too numerous to mention. This would have to be a book instead of a blog in order to do so! And he continues to work, attend church (even when I can’t) and has even found ways to serve others.
We went to Mississippi about a month ago, to bury his aunt, and even the funeral director told him he didn’t have to come. But he did. He takes care of his family to the end. I’m a very fortunate woman.

As a side note, I sang Amazing Grace and in the middle of the song, my teeth fell out! I guess we needed some comic relief!

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One more thing, yesterday was the 21st anniversary of my son’s death, not the 22nd. Sometimes my brain gets a little foggy.

Weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
Psalm 30:5

So, what are you grateful for today?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

Birthdays-Death Dates-Musings On Love And Joy

Yesterday was my best friend’s birthday. I haven’t seen her in 17 years, but that doesn’t matter, because love is like that. We have sometimes gone for years without even speaking to one another. Still, when we do talk, it’s as if no time has gone by at all. I may have the opportunity to see her again soon! But once again, it doesn’t matter, because I believe it will all be in the Lord’s timing. And if I don’t ever see her again in this life, that’s okay, too, because I know this isn’t the end. I will see her again. That’s the way love is. Happy Birthday, Wanda!

Today is the 22nd anniversary of my son, James’s death. I can’t say how much I miss him. For 21 years he was my friend, confidant, and companion. I could talk with him about things that go over the heads of most adults! Things like politics, the scriptures, anything of a spiritual nature, were not beyond his capacity to understand.

However, he left me in the best hands possible. About a week before he died, he told me that he never liked any of the men I dated…until Hank came along. But now that he knew he could trust hubby to take care of me, that left him free to go, to move on. I thought he said that because he had finally moved out on his own. I wonder if he knew on some level that his time was short. 

But tonight, I might cry a little. Hubby told me it was okay. It was only love leaking out. That’s the way love is. It brings us the most pain, but the most joy as well. As much as I miss my boy, I wouldn’t change a thing. He was the beginning of my education in love and joy.

So hug your children, your spouses, your loved ones today. Let them know how much you care. You will only enrich your own life. Because that’s the way love is. 

How do you find joy in your families?

A Pocketful of Joy to Fill Your Day

Joy In The Memory

My hair has turned gray
My step is slow
I still dream of you
My heart won’t let go
But this isn’t the end
Still, 25 years
Was a long time ago
When I faced my greatest fear
I miss you, my son
So, forgive my tears
And I’ll keep your memory
Tucked safe and near

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Some days, it’s hard to find joy. But loving my son was worth every heartache. I only wish he hadn’t died too soon. That’s a pain that’s hard to take, even now, on the 25th anniversary of his death.
Still, I’ll honor him by remembering the silly, and the sweet, and the sly, and the joy that was Junior.

How have you found joy in your children today?

A pocketful of joy to fill your day.