What to Do When You Can’t Touch Your Toes Anymore

Seriously, what do you do when you cannot touch your toes anymore?  I’ve heard about this day, back when I was five and I could pretty much put my toes anyplace I wanted them…over my head, behind my back, on my fanny.  My Grandma Petty used to watch me pretend to be a gymnast and just shake her head.  “One day you won’t be able to do that anymore,” she said.  I laughed hysterically.  Not me, I thought.  I will do this forever.  But now I can’t.  Now, I can barely put my shoes on without utilizing the kitchen refrigerator for balance.

Age and arthritis has caught up with me in a race that began in my 20’s.  It is a mean and vicious competitor.  It will stop at nothing to slow down my body with creaks, snaps, pops, soreness, and stiffness.  It easily trips me if I’m not looking, and hits me from behind in the knees.  Quite frankly, Arthritis is one mean bastard.

Self-pedicures are now a thing of the past.  Oh, how I long for the days of being able to save a few bucks by soaking my feet in a warm bath and then scrubbing them with all the pedi paraphernalia and creamy, perfumed lotions.  Thankfully, there are lovely women trained to now do this for me.  And it’s wonderful.   It is wonderful to be pampered while taking a few minutes of “me” time to zone out to the world.  But it does come at a cost.

Shoes that tie?  No, thank you.  Those have been replaced with mules and clogs and sandals and slip-ons.  Bras that fasten in the back?  Slowly being replaced by front loaders.   Washing my back?  Long handled brushes have been made for that, apparently by someone else who can no longer reach places where they once did.

When my mom broke her hip, the hospital equipped her with a long handled device to help her pick up things and to assist with pulling on her socks.  I’m about ready to purchase one of those, sans broken hip, but with a stiff hip.  

So what do you do when you can’t touch your toes anymore?  You adjust.  You find alternate ways to put on your shoes and bra.  You pay someone to polish and pamper your feet, or beg the help of a friend.  You start doing gentle stretching exercises to help with the stiffness.  And you keep on keeping on because that’s what you do.  You laugh in old Arthur’s face, and you giggle when you start wobbling without a cane. The alternative is not nearly as much fun.

May God Bless all of you, from your head to your toes.

Take care of you….

Trish

The Handshake

Just yesterday, I posted something on Facebook about acts of kindness, some examples of acts I thought were kind, like replacing an empty roll of toilet paper, changing a lightbulb for someone who cannot climb, and a few others.  I asked for the thoughts of folks on what they considered acts of kindness, but no one responded.

Today, while working at the church, I was shown an act of kindness that took me by surprise, and it warmed my heart.

A young man came into the church office and sat down.  It is not unusual for strangers to come into the church and I was studying him as he sat down across from me, on the opposite side of my desk.  Often, I have an immediate sense in someone’s presence whether I should be fearful or not.  I felt no fear of him.

During our conversation, he mentioned he liked our church, he really liked our Sanctuary.  I shared with him of the first time I walked into our Sanctuary and immediately a warm feeling came over me that I was home, and I invited him to visit us some Sunday.  He shared the name of the church he was presently attending, of which I was vaguely familiar with.  Then he thanked me for my time and as he was walking out the door, he said, “I will come back to visit some Sunday.”  Normally when someone tells me that, I think nothing of it.  But I believe he meant it.

Now, here’s the part that took me by surprise.  He must have gotten about half way to the front door when he turned around and came back to the office and asked, “What is your name?”  I told him it was Trish and he walked over to me with hand extended and said, “My name is _____, and I am glad to meet you.”

Wow.

This stranger took the time to ask my name and shake my hand.  I know it sounds like something so small, but it seemed so kind at the time.  It was a “moment” that made my day.  Someone took a moment out of their day to know my name.

Maybe too often we don’t do kind things because we think it’s going to take a lot of effort, or cost too much money, or take too much time.  With just a few seconds, a few words, and a handshake, a positive difference was made to my day.  I’m still smiling inside.

Take a moment to be kind to someone.

Blessings
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Spring Ready

Even though it’s not officially here, I always think of March as the beginning of Spring. Easter flowers, lilies, and tulips begin pushing up through soil dampened by the showers that have been ever present this winter. Grass grows greener and lawn mowers get prepared for the cutting season. Short sleeves, shorts, and umbrellas are sighted, no matter what the temperature is. Sneezing, red eyes, and runny noses renew their appearance with the pollens, and vegetable seeds, hoes, and garden gloves replace snow shovels in the garden centers. It’s Spring, and she is welcomed.
This Winter has been mild, which I have loved. Many are worried that we haven’t had a long enough freeze to kill bugs and diseases. My thought is that even with long freezes, we still end up with bugs and diseases. But one thing is for certain, we cannot control the weather.

I love seeing the early blooming flowers and shrubs in yards as I drive to and from work. The first sighting of new plants outside Bob’s Market always brings a smile to my face. Memories of driving mom around to purchase her seed potatoes and vegetable plants back when she was active and able sneak through my mind. It was a serious deal for her. She couldn’t wait to start tilling the garden soil and get her hands dirty with planting.

I did not inherit the gardening gene that mom and her mother had, and probably a long line of women before them. I’ve made a few feeble attempts at pot gardening but seem to fertilize too little or too much. Same with watering. My preference these days is to enjoy the fruits of others labors later in the Summer when they harvest their crops. I guess that works out OK for everyone.

There was a meme floating around Facebook which said what was wrong with the world today is that no one snaps beans with grandma anymore. How true that is! Many of my Summer hours were spent on the front porch with grandma stringing and snapping green beans, shelling the shell beans, and listening to the stories she told of both her youth in Ohio and adult years spent in California. Sometimes it bored me and I would have rather been reading a book, but mostly I loved it because it was time spent with her. Well, except for when we were shelling Lima beans. I would have rather cleaned out a calf stall than shell those Lima beans! Oh, they surely made my thumbs sore!

I’ve been watching the extended two week forecast and it looks like days in the 50’s next couple weeks, with nights still not dipping into freezing. I’m OK with that. March can be unpredictable, though. She’s been known to dump more than a few snowfalls on us, so I will enjoy and savor the warmer days each day they come.  

The arrival of Spring makes me happy. Fresh colors will soon begin appearing every day in nature’s landscape. God is an amazing artist.

What do you look forward to most about Spring?

Take care of you.

Blessings 

23 Signs You Need a Vacation

Are you a workaholic who doesn’t know when to quit?  Finding it difficult to relax?  Do visions of sandy beaches or night time camp fires invade your thoughts throughout your day?  You may be in need of a vacation.  Here are some signs:

  1. Your daily coffee cup consumption exceeds your weight in pounds.
  2. During meals you pour sugar on your plate and make believe you are running your fingers through white beach sand.
  3. You find a broken fingernail in the sugar and believe it is a shark’s tooth.
  4. You determine whether to make a clothing purchase on whether it will pack well in a suitcase.
  5. You buy shampoo and deodorant only in travel size.
  6. You spend all your free time making lists of what to pack for vacation.
  7. You keep a suitcase packed at all times for a quick getaway.
  8. You keep a marijuana plant in the bathroom and make believe it is a palm tree.
  9. You get heart palpitations at the smell of coconut.
  10. You think all umbrellas would look better on the beach.
  11. You play a sound machine of crickets at night while sleeping in a sleeping bag on your bed.
  12. You search the Internet for campfire chili recipes.
  13. You put on your sunglasses, turn on your Happy Light while running bath water and make believe you’re at the ocean.
  14. You start having road rage symptoms before you start your car of a morning.
  15. You use hand signals as a second language while driving.
  16. The words “good morning” make you chew an antacid.
  17. All beverages begin looking better in a martini glass.
  18. You sing campfire songs while roasting marshmallows over the gas stove burner flame.
  19. You spend months working on the perfect grocery list foods to take to the cabin.
  20. Your vehicle is always fully loaded for a week away.
  21. Pigeons begin looking like seagulls.
  22. You dream of being on the Titanic and are just grateful it’s a cruise with great food.
  23.  You pretend your significant other is a cabana boy and slip a $2 tip down his/her shorts.


Life is short.  Take care of you.

Now, stop dreaming and go on vacation!

Blessings.