VACATION
TIME
August
is the month when many here in America take off for vacation. My son and
his girlfriend are in South East Asia in the middle of a monsoon. My grandkids
are in New Mexico in the middle of a blazing summer. (Of course I'm worried
sick about their safety --- silly me!). My assistant is going on
a long trip. Some of the regulars in my business meetings are absent (most
probably escaping the doldrums of work). My neighbor is leaving for the
Philippines tonight. Me? I'm stuck here in good ol' Southern California.
Should I complain?
I
guess when we start comparing our vacation time with others we can get
easily disenchanted with our station in life.
I remember when I go on vacation, I would just walk for hours. (I think
you soak in the culture of the area more by mingling with the locals.)
I remember passing through the whole of Kyoto in one day on foot --- woke
up real early and went back to the hotel dead tired and real late. I did
the same through Italy, England, Austin, Chicago, San Antonio, San Francisco,
etc. --- just walked for miles.
None
of that would have been possible if I were confined in a wheelchair. How
terrible it would be to lose my hands ... to lose my voice ...my sight
... to lose my mind. Yet this week alone I've been approached by a few
people coming from or going to an operation where they may
loose these very things that we often take for granted. I am praying for
someone who lost her voice, someone who needs a kidney transplant, someone
whose father has cancer, another father and 2 mothers who are lost in
dementia, someone who had 4 stents placed near her heart ... and the list
goes on.
Can
we still complain that we don't have a vacation? How about a vacation
away from the hospital?
When
we count God's gift of health we actually are having a wonderful vacation
just where we are. We just need to pinch ourselves to know it.
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Wisdom
from Don of Kelowna, B.C. 
There are three kinds of men: The ones that learn
by reading. The few who learn by observation. The rest of them
have to pee on the electric fence and find out for themselves.
--- Will Rogers
Thanks
to this week's winners:
Dr. Al, Tom and Art of Pasadena; Mike of New York; Charlie of
New Jersey; Don of Kelowna; Dean of Vancouver; John of Torrance,
and Rodney of Manitoba.
My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, but God remains
the strength of my heart; he is mine forever.
---Psalm 73:26
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Comments
Anonymous
Fri, 08/07/2015 - 16:58
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Taking a City Bus in Alaska
Hi Raoul!
I was in Juneau, Alaska two weeks ago with a friend's Mum (who has Alzheimer's), her husband James, and the two of us. Since Mum is now using a cane to slowly walk, I suggested we get on a city bus for $2 each and see where it would take us. We ended up having the most interesting conversations with the locals for the next two hours.
Your walking story reminded me of this. You know Raoul, since we saw my friend's Mum last year she has forgotten ALL who caused her harm. It's really a beautiful side effect of a devastating disease. She's living her transition days peacefully. That is a true blessing.
e-hugs,
Denise
RaoulTGIF
Fri, 08/07/2015 - 17:02
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A different look at AZ
Hi Denise,
Ah! another tourist "walker." Good for you. Yes, isn't it better to meet the people rather than take snap shots of buildings and paintings? Well ... at least in some situations. And it's a lot cheaper too.
I didn't think of Alzheimer's that way. You're right. It is the people who take care of them who worry --- not them. That's a fascinating viewpoint. I need to change the way I look at this disease from now on.
Raoul
Anonymous
Fri, 08/07/2015 - 16:59
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It's a Parent Thing
Thanks Bro for the TGIF. I am glad I am not the only one that worries so much when my kids are traveling or starting a new adventure.
Thanks again and have a good weekend.
Rick
RaoulTGIF
Fri, 08/07/2015 - 17:01
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Parents
Yup! We'll always be parents.