I'll try anything!

I contemplated sharing with you all about my little families broken heart over our beloved "Molly Girl" who was hit by car in front of our new house four weeks ago...
But I need to...Molly had the surgery to repair her broken leg....she was healing very well. So well...you would not of known of her trauma if her leg wasn't shaved... But...two weeks ago...out of blue she starting crying and experiencing pain on the opposite side of her body...near her ribs....Of course we went back to the Surgeon...and he could not find a thing wrong...and commented about how well her leg was healing....the post op x-ray was perfect...but he could not explain the pain!!! Why not? He's suppose to be the best in the state!....maybe a pinched nerve....He raised her pain meds last week and there seems to be a little improvement...meaning she can get up without my help...but she is screaming in agony...The Dr assures me that it's going to take time and to just give her time to heal...for some reason I don't believe him..why is that?
I spoke with my brother...who is a physical therapist and professor of prosthetics and orthopedics at a college...very qualified to help me...he said that it's probably muscle or tissue trauma and to give her some time...So...it's been a week since our conversation...and still...Molly's in pain. I'm at my wits end...crying with Molly as Emily leaves the room b/c her screaming breaks her little heart...when something comes to my mind........A friend at work who had a troubled horse...had a animal communicator come to her barn to work on her horse...My first thought was...'huh, are you kidding me?..' At this point I'm desperate...I do my research...and find a woman here localing that is not only a animal communicator but also a healer and Psychic...Wow...Molly and I have an appointment with her tonight at 6pm...Of course I'm skeptical...I mean...I've always believed in the Holy Spirit....but only when I put it at the end of "In The Name of the Father and of the Son..." I'm desperate for relief for Molly...she can not and WILL NOT continue to live with this pain!

Maddy..Emmy...Molly...girl trouble...

Maddy went back to school Monday..(yesterday)...she was most definitely ready. However, the homework has overwhelmed me...maybe it's her lack of interest in catching it up......I'm just thankful she is doing so much better and the pain has stopped.
Emily has a sinus infection...Yup, that's right. She missed school yesterday...we made a trip to the Dr. this am for a zpak..she then went to school.. because she "couldn't" miss Lit class...more like "wouldn't"...no fever...so off she went...I didn't make it to work until after 10am...which is not good considering this is my busiest time of year... Surprisingly, none of the guys gave me a hard time...which was nice...
Molly is another story...and it breaks my heart to start talking about it...so, I'm not going to right now...
The girls are going to Daddy's for Thanksgiving...and when its "his" Thanksgiving... I find myself on this organizational old picture...update baby book...crazy emotional roller coaster...so maybe I'll find some time to post some old pictures...
Emily at Cooks Forest Pa...
sweet face Maddy Brooke...
Moller Poller during happier times...

A Thanksgiving Prayer...

Lord, so often times, as any other day
When we sit down to our meal and pray
We hurry along and make fast the blessing
Thanks, Amen.
Now please pass the dressing
We're slaves to the olfactory overload
We must rush our prayer before the food gets cold
But Lord, I'd like to take a few minute more
To really give thanks to what I'm thankful for
For my family, my health, a nice soft bed
My friends, my freedom, a roof over my head
I'm thankful right now to be surrounded by those
Whose lives touch me more than they'll ever possibly know
Thankful Lord, that You've blessed me beyond measure
Thankful that in my heart lives life's greatest treasure
That You, dear Jesus, reside in that place
And I'm ever so grateful for Your unending grace
So please, heavenly Father, bless this food You've provided
And bless each and every person invited
Amen!
by:Scott Wesemann

Get Well
God of compassion, you care for
the sick and heal the brokenhearted.
We open our hands to welcome
your healing presence.
— The Blessing Candles

We are all creatures
of one family.
We are all
brothers and sisters.
--St. Francis of Assisi

I'm still out here!

Just a quick note to let everyone know I'm still out here in cyberworld...it's been so hectic...I've loved reading all of your posts...and can't wait to post comments too....

....a real quick update since we moved...

Maddy's been really sick...missed a week of school..we spent last Monday night in the Hospital...after many tests she was diagnosed with Mesenteric Adenitis.... swollen, inflamed lymph nodes in the abdomen...it's extremely painful...it's a virus...so we can only treat the symptoms...no antibiotics...Years ago before we had C-Scans...Surgeons would remove healthy appendix b/c the symptoms mimic that of an appendicitis! Please pray for Maddy's recovery.

You know about Molly...she was doing great...until the last week or so...and well...Now..the doctors are not sure whats wrong..pinched nerve..or what....The surgeon's and his team are baffled...b/c her leg is healing perfectly! She's goes back to the Vet tomorrow...and I'm not putting her through anymore pain...I'm praying for a miraculous recovery by morning..I just can't stand her in so much pain...tomorrow is going to be a hard day...enough is enough....Please include our family pet in your prayers...

Emily...is busy as ever...basketball...friends...and books...and all of her help with Maddy and Molly at home! God Bless her! She has been an amazing help to me! I wish I wasnt so hard on her!

This will touch your heart

I love this story.....I find myself pulling this out a few times a year.....This was read to coworkers and I during a pre-work communication meeting...It was read by one of my previous managers from my old job... I had many many managers while employed at that company...but very few that truly left such a positive mark as she did.... One of the most positive people I've ever met...someone who can make you laugh so hard your stomach hurts!....but still respected as the leader....she was always providing us with daily quotes and little antidotes...I've lost touch with her in the years since I left....goodness...why do I do that!
I hope you enjoy this touching story as much as I do! (every time I read it!!)
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A lady in a faded gingham dress and her husband, dressed in a homespun threadbare suit, stepped off the train in Boston, and walked timidly without an appointment into the president's outer office at Harvard.
The secretary could see that the people were not from Boston, and probably didn't even deserve to be in Cambridge. She frowned. "We want to see the president", the man said softly.
"He'll be busy all day," the secretary snapped. "We'll wait," the lady replied.
For hours, the secretary ignored them, hoping that the couple would finally become discouraged and go away.
They didn't. And the secretary grew frustrated and finally decided to disturb the president, even though it was a chore she always regretted to do.
"Maybe if they just see you for a few minutes, they'll leave," she told him. And he sighed in exasperation and nodded.
Someone of his importance obviously didn't have the time to
spend with them, but he detested gingham dresses and Homespun suits cluttering up his outer office.
The president, stern-faced with dignity, strutted toward the couple. The lady told him, "We had a son that attended Harvard for one year. He loved Harvard. He was happy here. But about a year ago, he was accidentally killed. And my husband and I would like to erect a memorial to him, somewhere on campus".
The president wasn't touched he was shocked. "Madam," he said gruffly, "we can't put up a statue for every person who attended Harvard and died. If we did, this place would look like a cemetery."
"Oh, no," the lady explained quickly, "We don't want to erect a statue. We thought we would like to give a building to Harvard.
The president rolled his eyes. He glanced at the gingham dress and homespun suit, then exclaimed, "A building! Do you have any earthly idea how much a building costs?
We have over seven and a half million dollars in the physical
plant at Harvard".
For a moment the lady was silent. The president was pleased. He could get rid of them now.
And the lady turned to her husband and said quietly, "Is that all it costs to start a University? Why don't we just start our own?"
Her husband nodded. The president's face wilted in confusion and bewilderment.
And Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford walked away, traveling to Palo Alto, California where they established the University that bears their name, a memorial to a son that Harvard no longer cared about.
" The Stanford Story "
This is a true story of the Founders of Stanford University
You can't judge a book by the cover....
Don't look at people with your eyes....
Look at them with your heart...