My little red tether is my anchor in running with my friends. A beautiful guide dog has been my tether/anchor in mobility and independence for 17 years: 1. Pantera 2. Cricket, and now my beautiful 3. Georgina (Georgie). A life of family and friends is my joy and anchor in life.

The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it. CC Scott

Tuesday, November 9, 2010

My Theory on Life ...or something like that :)

This morning when I realized it had snowed I said dang, I'm not a fan of snow; however, I can wear my fun pink coat!
A colleague recently asked me if I still grieved my vision loss. I said, oh yes and there will be days ahead. That is real. My reply surprised her at first and then she indicated it also helped her feel relieved about her own journey she was experiencing. However, similar to my feelings of snow - I honor those feelings, process and then move forward and find the positive. Snow does not define the day and Blindness does not define me.

In a group experience at the office,  I recently had the candies: Treasure and Sour Patch Kids.  I invited the members to share either a treasure of an experience (pleasant) or a difficult or sour experience (unpleasant) .  We have them both.  That is life.  That is real. 
There are so many treasures to be enjoyed. (Peanut butter Treasures are my favorite :D)

I could write much more, but perhaps this will create a discussion. What do you think?


Reddunappy said...

Oh yes, I grieve the person I was before having a brain tumor.
But, I am not a depressive personality! I do the best I can with what I have and take each day for what it is! Not to say I dont get down sometimes, and feel sorry for myself, but I am a fighter and I just keep going as best I can!

Myrna R. said...

I think you look ever so cute in your pink coat. I don't grieve my sight, but I grieve other loss. Such is life. You are so wise.

3 labs 4 me said...

I love your pink coat & I love peanut butter too!
Remember ......when it rains on your parade, look up rather than down...for without the rain, there would be no rainbow.

(excerpt taken from Jerry Chin)

Becky said...

Thank you! Loving your comments.

jennohara said...

Love the coat!! And LOVE the snow! I wish it was here! We're getting 65 degree weather right now!

You are definietly a wise woman.
Love this post.

DCHY said...

I've been asked sometimes if I miss being hearing. Disadvantages and advantages. That's life. Cool post. :)

karen (Mom) said...

My heart grieves your vision loss every day of my life but then I look at you and see the grace and positive attitude your share with so many and my heart turns from grief to song of thanksgiving. Thank you.

Ro said...

Ah and the pink coat shall be the silver lining. Hmmm, that would be funny if the pink coat has silver lining.... *grin*

That's how I go about life; I always find a silver lining. Sure I miss my site, but I have my guide dog, and I have you and all my other blogger family. :)

Becky said...

Jenn; 65 degree weather -- that's biking weather. Sounds awesome!
DCHY: Thanks.
Mom - Thanks - happy we are spending Thanksgiving together.

Ro; we just checked and my coat has a grey lining! I said, cool calling it silver. I'll think of you.

MAXMOM IN SA said...

Hey there Becky...

As you know, I'm going to take a short break from blogging, but I will be checking on your blog every so often.

I hope you don't mind, but I feel a need to share a poem I wrote in 1996 for my seems appropriate when I look at your beautiful snow and think about the work you do:


What footprints will you leave, dear child, along life's narrow way?
Steady, unshaking, or will they be wayward and far astray?

The heritage you receive is clear, dear child, what heritage will you leave?
Take heart, dear child, what footprints will you leave?

His loving hand will guide your steps, protecting you along the way.
May your steps be purposeful, in His hands, I pray.

Take heart, dear child, you're fearfully and wonderfully made.
He loves you dearly - look at the price He paid.

Look to the Light for His leading.
Scatter your seeds with love.
What footprints will you leave, dear child?
What imprint of the Father above?"

(Caryl Moll 1996)

Take care are quite amazing!

Sending lotsaluv

Grandma & Grandpa said...

Snow in Utah! Hate to brag, but we're still enjoying fall leaves in Washington. I am trying to put your wonderful and wise insights into my life, Becky. Thank you for them. I'm the kind of person who struggles with having struggles! If you know what I mean.

Beth Finke said...

Love this line: "Snow does not define the day and Blindness does not define me."
You should be a poet. Better yet, a songwriter!

Becky said...

Caryl; That is beautiful! Thanks so much for sharing. I'll miss you.
Loye; Oh, Washington sounds beautiful! Yes, not too happy about our snow - still have leaves on the ground. I can relate.
Beth; Thank you for encouraging words -- enjoy writing. Love your book and your writings.
oh, sending love with this difficult decision. I wish the time didn't go so fast when it is our working guides. The years fly by.

s day @ said...

You put it in the most perfect words ever. I love the treasure/sour patch idea.
And I love that you've taught me to acknowledge, process and move foreword and find joy.
You're the best. And if you ever need to grieve and just let it all out - I'm here. And I'll treat you to lunch.

Becky said...

Shan; Sounds like a great lunch date at Sego Lily!