Thank You Prayer

Sunday November 23, 2014
This is the prayer I prayed with my son when he was young. And then life overwhelmed us, school, homework, friend drama, depression and work schedules and prayer together went by the wayside. Howsomever, I do feel and believe this to cover pretty near everything in our current culture. So I felt I should share it with someone.
We thank You Lord
for a roof over our heads,
and a nice warm bed,
for food to eat
and stuff to drink.
For clothes to wear,
and shoes for our feet.
For books to read,
toys to play with,
music to listen to
and songs to sing.
Parents/grandparents who love us
and uncles who do, too.
Thank You for flowers, trees, birds, clouds
and rocks. Grass and weeds.
We thank You for Your Son who died for us
and rose again that we might live in You.
In His name,
Today I would add water to drink, our health and friends.
And of course, we cannot forget the colony cats that keep us sane.      Also, pecans to pick up, shell and eat as well as walnuts to toss.
We need to add internet friends of all persuasions, our jobs – whether we like them or not – are necessary for supplies in this world.
This isn’t quite in the flow and form of the original but it is close, not rhyming but it had a certain flow I am unable to quite remember at this time. Goes to show me how much I have forgotten.
Anyway, blessings to all in this season of thankfulness. Me, I’ll be working on Thanksgiving day as per usual these last 7 years – a 12 hour evening shift that day and I may have to work the previous night (the scheduling of a factory security guard’s life). Actually, I will be working for sure 7pm Thursday night through 7am Monday morning (12 hour shifts each night). And I am indeed thankful for my job. No rest for the weary. Not really complaining, just stating facts as I know them. So, yes, I have a lot to be thankful for all the time and I do need to be remembering this more often.
This coming year I am going to try to be more thankful and less complaining.
Thanks for listening.
See you on the flipside.
So, what are some of the people and/or things you are thankful for this season? Please to chime in in the comments.2013-05-16_08-28-15_9


Today, November 21, 2014, marks the day I might have been married 27 years. I say might because it didn’t happen that way. This coming December will mark 17 years that my husband has been dead due to illness. We had been married 10 years and 2 weeks when he died. I say might also because I might have separated from him or divorced him, if he had lived, due to mental and emotional abuse.
I was by his side when he died in VA hospice. He had been a Marine out of hight school.
Anniversaries are interesting things. We remember first dates and last dates, when we graduated from whatever for whatever reason and when we failed desperatly at something important to us, when we were chosen by our companion animals and their passing, birthdays and anniversaries, deaths.
Deaths can cover a multitude of items: people, ideas, companion animals, projects, jobs, coveted positions of power, a marriage.
Death can come to a marriage through different ways. The death of a spouse is common. And in today’s world I realize a marriage dies more often through divorce.
So, I will have been widowed 17 years come the second week of December 2014. A single mother to one son. My son still has difficulty talking about his dad as he was 5 years old at the time. I know he thinks of his dad more often than he tells me. He has anger issues. I do not force him to talk about his dad. We had a discussion 2 weeks ago in the car about how his dad and my wedding anniversary was coming up and how also in this year of 2014 the calendar follows the exact same days and times for his dad’s death. So far this season I am fine as opposed to the last time everything fell on the same days. I was a mess.
It is important to me that I acknowledge this day in my life this year.
So, what anniversaries are important in your lives?
Chime in in the comments.
Until next time,

Who I Am and Why I’m Here, Part One

Not Certain I Want To Be HereWell, the entire textual post that I wrote for the Blogging 101: Zero to Hero Day One challenge completely deleted itself while displaying the image I chose so I guess not all is lost. It is late where I live and tomorrow is to be physically busy. So I will add to this another time when I am not as frustrated as I am at this moment.

Later, taters.



Late Sunday Nite Pounce

IMG00142To all newcomers to the Homestead, I think I’d better warn you that Mama Mitsu is a “Cat Lady”!!!

Ahem, Pounce here, looking cute as always, for a largish  cat. Right now, I’m the oldest cat in the colony, along with .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  . .  .  .  .  .  . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. old man Gibbles. Ta da !!IMG00010

We sort of look like twins here, don’t ‘cha think? MM caught us just right. Of course, I tend to lay down in her path as she is traipsing around the homestead: here I’m on the house porch. I say “Aaaack aaaack” instead of what apparently most other cats say to humans. Gibbles she caught on her parents deck porch asleep. Look at those curled up hind feet and that front paw. I just know someone is going to “splort” as they say in the cutesy cat world. Sigh, I know. Silly but fun.

Anyway, I’ll be in and out of the homestead blog as it goes along and finds its voice/voices. Please to let us know if you are liking us, if you would, please.

Good night for now.

Later, taters.




Overwhelmed by Life

Sometimes I feel like this kitten: too much to do and no energies to do it. In fact, most of the time lately I feel this way.  Too many “I should be doing this” and “I should have done that” and “I really need a better job, career, more money coming into the household” and and and. Then there is the “What crafts can I create to sell to get income coming into the household” and “Where do I find the money to make the crafts to sell” (no I am not at this time making things to sell). And then there is the fact that I am stuck between my young adult son and my parents in their eighties and the demands of each of them. I’m widowed since 1997 so I do not have to account for myself to a husband.

Let’s not forget the Internet, emails, a website and game site that I’m a member of: umpty-umpt emails every day (ok- maybe not that many but a lot for me), half of which I do not read and need to unsubscribe myself, knowing I should check in at the web site and knowing I should go play on the game site since it is the one thing I purchase for myself to have fun. And when I do check some of the emails, I go further into their sites to find out the rest of the stories. And there goes another 15 – 30 minutes of the day.

I mustn’t forget my tiny 90 year-old house I live in (family owned) that hasn’t enough storage spaces in it so it is cluttered.

So I go to bed and try to sleep only to get up at least 2 times in the night (the nights I’m not at work). Rise in the morning, eat breakfast, get dressed, go outside and feed the cat colony here on the homestead, come inside and watch tv. Do some laundry, run the dishwasher, go next door to check in with my parents, take a nap, feed the cats again, find something to eat for evening meal. Watch more tv, think about applying for jobs in the paper, give up for the day.

Now, I realize there are many people doing variations of these same things. And I know all about the “God/Jesus stuff”: I have a master of arts in religious education from Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary and have studied on my own so please do not give comments saying do this and do that to find God. And I am not being flippant by saying “God/Jesus stuff”: it covers a whole lot of territory and a whole lot of heart-breaking serving history.

I’m simply tired of failed expectations, of falling through the cracks, of not being whom people want me to be and denigrated because of that. And I haven’t the wherewithal, money or energy to change things right now. I am overwhelmed.

Let me know if any of this is something you experience.


Procrastination, Priorities, Depression and Weather

2013-05-08_08-37-27_469The picture you see before you is a corner of the barn that is part of Featherston Homestead. The cats use it as an entrance to the main space which they use: feeding areas and bedding and such. [Not that they do not use the rest of the barn, they do. But this side of the barn is mainly designated for the cats.]

As you can see, it needs some repairs. It is an old barn. For whatever reason, we have not kept up with putting up boards to cover the gaps that the barn has acquired from shrinkage due to the weather over the years. The roof has been tarred so most of the holes in the tin do not leak.

I think I will probably this spring attempt, make it a priority, to board up the gaps on the inside so as not to lose the aesthetic of the weathered boards on the outside. I will leave places for the cats to use, though.

I’ve been a bit depressed these last couple weeks, what with the “roller-coaster” weather temperatures and the glacial wind blasts. And we have a month and a half til official spring (not that it means the weather will regulate).

Saturday, February 1st was my birthday and a little joy returned. My son, whom I will call Kitson here, made me some brownies to bring to work. And my dad, whom I will call Dadcat here, made me a birthday cake, Angel food, I believe. Also, friends on a private website threw me a virtual birthday party and made me smile.

I’m going to try to hold onto the better mood that I have now. It is going to be difficult, however, because right now it is raining where I live and the weather people are predicting (again) snow by Monday morning. Today, Saturday, we’ve gone from 64 degrees F to 41 degrees F with lower to come.

Oh, well. It is time for me to go on walkabout here at work so I’ll close for now.

May your path be smoother as you travel.





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