My Helping Hand is Smacked...

My hubs reached down to help me up during Physical Therapy.  I reached up to take his hand automatically but she Smacked his hand.

She said, "No let her get up by herself".  She said it nicely.  It is part of PT training for me.

I had taken it for granted of his helping hand.  He automatically reached down for me and I automatically reached up for his hand.

A lesson for me is that I should not to take hubs for granted!  He laughs about getting smacked for trying to help me up.

A spiritual lesson applies here also.  We are blessed to have a helping hand reach down for us also.

Laborless Day

I do enjoy spending time with family and friends.  It seems like I repeat that too often.

I regret not spending more time with the ones that have passed away.

Of course they can get on your nerves challenge your patience!

Thought for Saturday.....

Sweet P's Friday

Tea With Tiffany

I Love this idea of Prayers, Petition, Praise!

I do like to be thankful and I still have some hope for my van.  It still seems hopeless but we keep trying.  Dodge is going to look at it again.

I am Very happy to get a brace to help me walk for my ankle.  If the van dies then I will hope for new and better adventures of walking.

My prayer request is to walk better.  I Always pray for my kids.  My husband needs a job.  It could be worse, right?

Van appears Dead!

It seems to be, after 4 mechanics diagnosed it.  Your van is DEAD needs too many repairs.   I am about to believe them.

I am looking for a clunker SUV, that I hope to put a hoist in for my chair.  It would take much more walking.

That is the million dollar question, Can I do more walking?  I have been preparing more to walk, by exercising etc.

I would love to do this, if my body would agree.

I am fond of my van, however it has been in the shop more this year, than with me.

So maybe I should face the facts, and try to walk more.  Shoot for the stars!