Saying Goodbye to my friend Paul

My friend Sharon's husband of 40 years passed away last Sunday,he was 58. I was recently reading an article of how a buddist dealt with the loss of his wife and it so happened that my husband and I had this conversation the night before he passed. My husband has taught me that each person grieves in their own way. The man in the article spoke of "bearing wittness" to the loved one who passes, by getting your feelings way out there. My husband attempted to suppress his emotions but they came to surface with avengence (much). I don't have words for Sharon, but here goes it to Paul: You brought us food at my job and didn't want a penny for yourself, you just said, "Give it to Sharon". Eventhough you were a flirt you were still a genuine nice guy. Knowing you didn't have much, you still gave to all of us just so that you could eat lunch with your favorite woman. How neat is that. This is something that us younger couples have no clue about. Trying to get me to eat Checkers eventhough I was watching my cholesteral and KFC. Sharon's favorite. You will be missed very much by those who knew you and most of all by your partner, who I know loves you very much. Love Cara

you never know...................

stress and depression

How we choose to deal with stress and depression varies from person to person. Depending on how strong the person has become and when they notice these things. Ofcourse I want to be optomistic about this and I am really trying to take better care of myself too. I am riding our stationary bike for close to 50 minutes around 9 miles. I am reading daily my self help buddism books that help me to look at why I react the way I do and to look at things a little different. I still believe in God, but I use buddism as a path to try and guide me at viewing things as positive and not to be as sad when things happen. I know the outcome of things on this planet, my parents are 82 and almost 81 and I don't want to waste time wishing I had not wasted those moments when I was emotional. Enough said, I want to laugh at all things and try and find humor in everything. Example: this just came natural last night by the way. Daisy our dog loves to go for walks like any dog. Usually when my stepson Blake comes for the weekend Daisy knows she will go on a walk with one of her boys. This weekend it rained most of the time so we didn't get to take her. My dad goes to bed early 9ish so we decided to go see a movie, so I got my sneakers and socks and headed down stairs to sit for a few minutes with mom and wait for Ron and Blake. Well Daisy runs down and sees my sneakers and thinks she is going for a walk, then she sees Ron and Blake head out the front door without her. So off we go and we return at 12 ish and boy is she happy to see us! I decided to go to bed a short while after so I got into bed, was going to read and decided to call Daisy on the bed to cuddle. I hit the bed with my hand to call her and no reply and noticed a spot on the bed. So I moved the blanket a little bit and discovered that Daisy had peed on Rons side of the bed and not just a little. I was laughing so hard, Ron didn't find it though. I think she was mad at him because he usually holds the leash when we walk or its's because we left.