Why I love homeschooling #934

Okay. Reason number 934 that I love homeschooling. If you learn differently, it's okay. However the information will stick, that's what you do. Lol

Hugs,

Melinda

Yes, that's Little Bit on the couch doing her math, upside down, with her feet in the air.

Five Minute Fridays - Nothing

Today's post is in participation with Lisa Jo's five minute Fridays, where we write for 5 minutes unedited, then go back and link up and then say howdy to the person in front of us.

It's really fun.

And this is where I would say "GO," but I'm not going to tonight, because I started already.  Today's prompt is NOTHING.

And I can't think of anything to say.

Nothing means empty to me.  I am empty, drained, tired.  I feel nothing, except exhaustion. 

Nothing can be big, like the universe.  Or nothing can be big, like a feeling. 

But it's not nothing.  It's something.

One of the things I've learned through several battles with depression is that God gave us feelings.  He gave us those emotions for a reason.  Yes, it may hurt.  It may be scary and it may be hard to feel.  But He, the creator of all life, gave us our feelings. 

And then we try to cover them up and hide them.  Or we medicate ourselves so we don't feel.

That's not what God wants.  So I think feelings are important.  I think our nothing can be turned into a glorious something.  It is only because of the glory of God that I can share this lesson with you.

Go out and feel today.

And STOP

I must apologize.  We just got home after being at a race track for 3 hours waiting on Dale to participate in a bike race.  Which took 8 minutes and 46 seconds to complete.  My brain is a little scrambled.  Sorry if my post doesn't make a whole lot of sense.

Hugs,
Melinda

FMF: Close

This post is a part of Five Minute Fridays at Lisa Jo's blog.  You write for 5 minutes, uninterrupted, no editing.  Then you share your writing, and you visit other peoples' writings.  Today's word is Close.

And GO:

The time is close.  She's drawing nearer and nearer.  We've seen the end for so very long, and been thankful that the end has taken so long to get here.  We're singing to her, for her, to God.  He has held her in his arms for so very long, and held us close as we have walked down this long path of cancer and treatments and medicines and doctors and nurses.  The end is near.

I'm strangely aware of the time, the nearness of the end.  I'm so very aware that I'm losing my first best friend, my closest confident, my mother.  All I want today is one more hug, one more phone call, one more card, one more "I love you."

God has held us together as a family and kept us close even though the disease has taken her far away from us.

And now, she is closer to God than I have ever been.  To share in that glory, to share with her that unending joy, that is how I keep my Momma close to my heart, how I draw her close to her grandchildren who barely remember her.

Heaven is close to us in these moments, these times.  I know God is with us, drawing us closer to Him.  I give all glory to him for allowing us 2 years longer instead of 2 months.

And STOP.

A bit of background here.  My mother passed away from a Grade IV Glioblastoma on May 21, 2006.  She was originally diagnosed in March of 2004 and was given 2 months.  She lasted 2 years.  I miss her.  Some days it hurts more than others. But I'm thankful for the memories I have.

Hugs,
Melinda

I'm a Whovian

I will come back to explain this in a minute, but right now, I just need the URL of the picture.  ;)

Hugs,
Melinda

[eta]  Whoops, I forgot to come back.  That happens sometimes.  I ran a race on May 3.  This young man was at Mile 2 (I think), telling us the next turn.  The funny thing is that the Doctor Who theme song was playing on my iPhone while I was passing him.  It made me happy.  :D