To Those Who Care For Others…..

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On the day that many associate with love, I would like to send a HUGE thank you to those of you who help care for others.  Chronic illness puts an enormous strain on relationships and too many people who are stricken are eventually abandoned to continue their fight on their own.  When I read about situations like these, it literally breaks my heart.  No one ever wants to rely on someone else to take care of them, but life has a way of putting us in situations that we do not deserve or desire.

So to all you caregivers out there, Thank You again for giving of yourself so unshelfishly, for staying, for loving, for listening, for assisting, for praying, for loving and for encouraging healing.  You have no idea what a huge blessing you are for those of us lucky enough to have you in our lives.

Te quiero me amor!  

living our best life – giving

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During the holiday season, we tend to spend time reflecting on upon our past.  There is something about the music, the lights, the gathering of friends and family and religous services that can send our minds straight back to when we were a child or those special moments shared with a significant other.

Despite the societal push to buy, buy, buy, when I think about past holidays I rarely remember the gifts, but instead the emotions I felt during the celebrations.

I have always found it much more enjoyable to give gifts and watch a person’s face light up as the package is unwrapped.  As the old saying goes, it is much better to give then to receive and I have always believed this to be true.

So my question for all you amazing people this week is, What gift have you given that still makes you smile when you think about it?  

Thank you for taking the time to comment…..

 

” I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all year.”

~ Charles Dicken, A Christmas Carol

 

Thankful for each of You!

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I wanted to take a moment today to thank each of you who bless me with your presence here on simplychronicallyill.

Every one of you have enriched my life with your kindness, comments, knowledge and encouragement and I am thankful for every visit.

Wishing all you a day of peace, love, laughter, smiles and kindness.

 

fear

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fear

seeps into your mind like an early morning fog,

slowly expanding into all the open trenches

unfilled spaces

finding places in the mind you didn’t know existed

enlarging to leave no room for productive thoughts

protecting its position like a vicious dog guarding it’s home

settling in like the dust in the carpet

seemingly unnoticed and determined to anchor down for the long haul

 

I am ready to clean house

sweeping it out, not under the rug

searching for all the hiding places

wanting to turn this into a childhood game i no longer want to play

i will find you

searching, one-by-one, the hidden rooms of my mind,

evicting the fear and pain

refilling the room with light and love and hope

 

slamming the door shut with a vengence

securing the deadbolt and allowing the love to expand to fill each and every room.

 

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you are worthy

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YOU my dear are worthy of love

YOU were chosen to be here

hand picked to be on this Earth

there is only one YOU

only one

never before and never will there be another person as special as YOU

today, i celebrate your uniqueness, the qualities that make you special

YOU deserve respect

YOU are not alone

YOU are loved

 

thank YOU for being YOU

 

my prayer for you

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that you experience true love

soaking in the sweetness of being loved for who you are

no matter what your failings, limitations or inabilities that may fill your body

 

that you feel safe in the arms of another

held when you are unsure or scared

lying closely as your heartbeats create a synchronous rhythm of comfort and respect

 

that your hand will be held with gentleness and caring to help guide you through life

you are comforted when ill

and protected when you are weak

 

that you find joy in their presence

your 1,000th kiss will feel like the first

and your day will not be complete without seeing the beauty of your love reflected back in their face

 

 

 

covered failings

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I was out with my entire family, something that rarely happens due to lack of funds and/ or my kids’ busy work, school and activity schedules.

During this rare treasured outing, my husband and I had purchased all of the kids a snack and they were sitting together on a bench eating, smiling, getting along and thanking us for the food.

In that moment, I became completely overwhelmed by what was playing out before me – happy, smiling, joking, loving, grateful, thankful kids.  Tears welled up in my eyes and I had a very hard time keeping myself from breaking down into uncontrolable sobs.  My son looked up at me and said, “mom, please don’t cry”  which made holding back the tears an even bigger challenge.

In the past, many of my tears were more about the guilt I have held onto for so long, raising kids while my illness took a front seat.  Having children before I knew I had these congenital illnesses, and the true horror of discovering that you have passed these nightmares onto the ones you love more than life itself.

But this is not what I was feeling in that moment.  Instead, I was caught up in pure love for my children, the extreme gratitude that God had blessed me with each one of them and felt me worthy of giving me such beautiful humans to care for.  God believed that I was worthy of being their mother, a gift I humbly treasure every – single – day.

Not only has God seen me worthy of such enormous blessings as my children, but that He has also covered over my failings, filled in the numerous cracks that I left as a ill and flawed human being.  He did what I had prayed and prayed that He would do, to make up for my many shortcomings as a parent, and despite my illnesses, allow my kids to grow up to be loving, caring, compassionate and unique individuals.  Prayers answered………and because of these gifts, my heart was too full with awe.  The happiness that flowed through my veins could not be contained within my body but instead flowed over and out my eyes………

They say that the window to one’s soul is through the eyes……….I hope my children could see that the tears were from the love overflowing in my heart for each one of them.

 

~ wendi is the author of two books that you can view here.

 

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part of me dies

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when i see you cry

a small part of me dies

i want to shelter you from every storm

create a world that is safe

for you to be free from pain

i want you to move through life as you please

independently with abundance of laughter and joy

but life is not always fair

bad things happen to extraordinary people

and despite my deepest desire and my fervent prayers

i can’t make it better

 

so when i see you cry

part of me dies…….

 

 

~ wendi is the author of two books, you can view them here.

 

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writing

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release all my thoughts

 

may my hand express the heart

 

let my words send love

 

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~ I am the author, under the pen name Charlie Lee Austin, of Frugal Seeds 501 Ways to Make, Save or Stretch a Dollar.

love

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love

when you have nothing to prove,

nothing left to give,

nothing left to receive,

……and you still remain peacefully and joyfully steadfast.

 

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~ wendi, under the pen name Charlie, is the author of  Frugal Seeds: 501 Ways to Make, Save, or Stretch a Dollar