Something Special

Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America - If you remember,
she's the wife of Todd Beamer who said 'Let's Roll!' and
helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania that was
heading for Washington, DC back on 9/11.

She said it's the little things that she misses most about
Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he came
home, and her children running to meet him. She's now
the Mom of a beautiful little girl, Mary.

Lisa recalled this story:

"I had a very special teacher in high school many years
ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart attack.
About a week after his death, she shared some of her
insight with a classroom of students. As the late afternoon
sunlight came streaming in through the classroom
windows and the class was nearly over, she moved a few
things aside on the edge of her desk and sat down there.

With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she paused
and said, ' Class is over, I would like to share with all of
you, a thought that is unrelated to class, but which I feel
is very important. Each of us is put here on earth to learn,
share, love, appreciate and give of ourselves. None of
us knows when this fantastic experience will end.
It can be taken away at any moment.

Perhaps this is the power's way of telling us that we
must make the most out of every single day. Her eyes,
beginning to water, she went on, 'So I would like you all
to make me a promise. From now on, on your way to school,
or on your way home, find something beautiful to notice.

It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be a
scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out of
someone's house, or it could be the sound of the
breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or the
way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as it
falls gently to the ground. Please look for these things,
and cherish them. For, although it may sound trite to
some, these things are the "stuff of life.
The little things we are put here on earth to enjoy.
The things we often take for granted.

The class was completely quiet. We all picked up our
books and filed out of the room silently. That afternoon,
I noticed more things on my way home from school than
I had that whole semester. Every once in a while, I think
of that teacher and remember what an impression she
made on all of us, and I try to appreciate all of those
things that sometimes we all overlook.

Take notice of something special you see on your lunch
hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at sunset.
Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double dip ice
cream cone. For as we get older, it is not the things we
did that we often regret, but the things we didn't do.

If you like this, please pass it on to a friend,
if not just delete it and go on with your life!
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take,
but by the moments that take our breath away."


HAVE A GREAT DAY!
GOD Bless you every day of your life

What's Up!

I know it has been way too long since I have posted on any of my blogs and I apologize for that. Things have been getting better but still quite hectic and emotional for me.

A lot has been going on but I don't have the time to get into it all.

I have however, found the love of my life and that has made me very happy.

Monique

I am still here

It's been months since I have thought about updating or even posting to any of my blogs. I doubt I have any readers still but if I do, thank you for keeping me in your favorites. I am going to update you on what has been going on.

Last year (seems funny to say that since it was only weeks ago) just before Christmas I was admitted to the hospital for two weeks. I was admitted on my birthday, happy 33rd birthday! It was officially the worst birthday of my short life thus far. I got release on December 23rd two days before my first Christmas all alone. Last year was one of the toughest years of my life and everything that happened seems like a fictional novel but it wasn't as it really did happen. I would love to write a book about it even though I wouldn't know how to even put my thoughts about the year into "readable" phrases. I might not make much sense but to have gone through it all still seems like a bit of a nightmare.

So anyways, I am doing better since my admission. I am back on medication to level off the seratonin in my brain, lucky me I was born with a seratonin deficiency and it will be this way for the rest of my life. I can't help it and I can't help that people don't understand my "illness" I wish it would go away but I can't change the way my brain works, if I could I certainly would. I hate that I have to take medication to feel somewhat "normal" but it's like having any other illness that needs medication, it's necessary.

This year I am trying very hard to take each day as it comes and not worry about tomorrow as there is nothing I can do about the future. I am not going to school right now as planned and that makes me very sad but again, there isn't anything I can do about it right now. I am going to try to take care of myself and get things in order so I can be ready to go to school. I know it will be a huge move and an even bigger change so I have to be strong enough to endure it.

I have been reading a lot of books lately and barely sleeping. The sleeping is getting to me as I just can't sleep more than 4 hours lately and I am exhausted and even when I take my medication to help me sleep it doesn't help. Reading kind of relaxes me and helps my mind think of other things. Well, try as I may, I will write more often and update my blogs.

Ciao,
Monique

Please Pray for Ramona

Pray for Ramona

To anyone reading my blogs could you please keep this very sweet girl in your prayers. She is an inspiration to a lot of us and she always has a smile on her face. I have had the pleasure of registering her at the hospital and she truly makes me want to be more positive in my own life. She is facing so much in the next few weeks and I pray for her healing.

I am okay . . .

It has been some time since I have updated any of my blogs so I guess it's well overdue. Life for me has been extremely stressful and hectic with me packing to move my life yet again. I should know by the end of this week if I will be going to Vancouver or not to start my new life. I am praying for a miracle because God only knows I need one.

The past 7 months have been a crazy rollercoaster in my life, so many downs and a few ups. I have been to hell and back, some things in my life seem surreal. I am not going to go into detail of some personal things because they are too difficult to even explain.

I am praying that God will allow me to move to BC so I can start my schooling at Vancouver Film School on January 4th. Right now I need enough money to move my things home and find somewhere to live, time is running out and I am starting to panick. I did have a place to live but it fell through because the landlord was a bit fishy to me and he still needs to send me my money back. It seems I am having no luck with people and money these days.

I just want to be able to live in Vancouver without worrying about money so I can concentrate completely on my studies. Maybe by some miracle this will happen and if not, I guess I am stuck here in Winnipeg for at least another half year.

My health has been good thankfully. Today I had my first migraine in about 6 months, I think changing my eating habits helped but I am overworked and overtired right now. If you can spare a prayer or two I could really use them. I pray that I keep going on the right path to becoming healthier and losing more weight. I am down 38 pounds and by the grace of God I hope to get back to my pre-Winnipeg weight.

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I can't explain . . .

What I have been feeling with all the emotions that have been surging through my body, mind and spirit. I finally told my family about my husband and daughter only because of the tragedy that unfolded a week and a half ago. But to understand it, I have to start at the beginning.

It all started in April, the 9th to be exact. That day I woke up late the same as any other day where I am working late evening shift. I took my medications but for some reason I took more than I should have, I didn't care I, I was fed up with the "crap" that life was dealing me. I walked to my physiotherapy appointment around noon and woke up in the hospital around midnight. I had nearly succeeded in taking my own life but I guess God had other plans for me.

Less than a week later my boyfriend of 10 years broke up with me. I was shocked but after the shock wore off I was happier because I had been miserable for the past 10 years. There was no love, he was more of a best friend than anything.