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FOR LOVE OF SHEBA

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Sheba WaitingI am not a dog person by nature.  When this unexpected visitor came, I did not expect that we would have such a long love affair.  Seven  years later, we are still going strong.

She taught me about unconditional love.  She showed me I had a heart.  She was such a beautiful baby that I could not give her up, no matter how hard and tough the going was.

So we muddled through the years – the cold and snow in winter, the slush and mud in spring, the dirt in summer and colours of autumn, the season of her birth.

LIFE

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She felt her heart begin to heal once she touched the keyboard.  The words fell from her fingertips.  The tight band around her chest loosened.  She could breathe again.  She could feel again.

She sighs.  Life is hard.  Life is easy.  You just have to breathe and be with the moment.  The rest will take care of itself, one second at a time, one minute, a day, a week, a month.  It will go on however you decide to make it.

I want life not to be hard but not easy either.  It needs to be of challenge and hope.

STRANGERS IN THE NIGHT

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I remember a time when we were strangers in the night.

The night was dark but the moon and stars were bright.  They lit up the sky and the world for us.  We took the challenge and followed the path.  We rediscovered who we were and are to each other.

It felt strange.  There was no choice.  Our script was already written.  We had to play our parts.  We did not forget the past and the other players.  They added challenge, richness and texture to our lives.

The play is still on for it’s a part of God’s grand scheme.

 

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MY LITTLE SISTER

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Here I am with my little sister on our first Christmas in Canada.  She was two and I nine.  The years flew like lightning.

Now we are grown, she a pharmacist and I, a retired nurse.   Though I’m the elder, I still consult her on things like my blood pressure.  ‘ If you drop 20 pounds’,  she said.

Drop 20 pounds!  Those were the right words.  The first 6-8 pounds came off in a few weeks.  Now I am at a standstill.  Still I am pleased.

I have more pounds to go.   I can get there now without my little sister kicking my butt.

I’D DO THINGS DIFFERENTLY

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It’s a glorious sunny morning.  Sheba and I are out on our daily morning run. It’s really a slow trot with a stop every half block.  It’s exhilarating.  I feel every cell in my being oxygenated and revived.  My spirit soars.

That’s what a little sun can do for me.  I savour the moment, feeling  pleasure all the way down to my toes.  I will remember this on those endless cloudy days when the sky is a grey blanket pressing down on me.  I can choose how I feel.  I will not just wish and say, I’d do things differently.

I KNEW IT WAS MY LAST DAY THERE

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The snow on the ground this morning made me think of my first time to Ghana, land of palm trees and warm beaches, being close to the equator.

Here I am, with my own chief, sitting on the balcony of our chalet, facing the ocean, creating my own photo memory.  I knew it was my last day there.

Pictures flashed through my mind – the woman in her black Benz on the red clay road, the son who thanked me and the balloon-filled sky as Nana drove towards the airport.

I remembered I was a woman of grace.  I am still.