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A Mother’s Love

paul and dot family 1960I wrote this several years ago, just before my mother passed away in 2007. Thought you might enjoy another glimpse in my gardens of life.

Sitting in the chair next to Mom, I watched and listened as she breathed softly. Her face is so thin now, not like when she was up and on her feet. Even after taking care of Dad for many years as he suffered with Parkinson’s disease, she remained healthy and active.

Mom was always going — to church; with family and friends; outside to work in her flowerbeds! God gave her life and she enjoyed a full one. Married for fifty-eight years, mother to eleven children, grandmother and great-grandmother to many more, she always had charity and showed hospitality to all. She taught us what love really is.

Tears stream down my face as I recall moments I’ve cherished with her, trying to focus on the joy of the life He gave us. It’s a hard task, because Mom hasn’t acknowledged my existence in over a month, and I choke back the tears, not feeling joy at all. I miss her laughter.

I remember the day my son Russell was born, she was there helping bring new life into this world. Her love shines throughout my life. When my daughter Mirandy arrived, nothing could keep her out of the newborn nursery, even the nurse on duty. She loved each grandchild and great-grandchild even before they were here!

When my daughter’s firstborn arrived, Mom was excited to make the trip, although a long one. We invited her sister, Nonie. Both were about eighty years old, neither got around easily. My friend Trish and I were ready, albeit a little nervous about their comfort. The journey would be worth it, just exhausting. After praying, we were on the way!

Grandma Dot was ready to meet Ashley and be with Mirandy. Across the Midwest we drove, laughing and playing road games while stuffed inside Mom’s little white car! At the motel after arriving at our destination, we giggled like school girls, playing with Ashley and her gifts! Four generations of females were blessed those days in that room we shared. Our love grew stronger for each other.

On the trip home, time at Precious Moments became another precious memory. Afterwards, a fast food picnic lunch at a city park, and we were on the way to see where Dad’s maternal grandparents were buried.

Mom misses her mother, too. She is ready to go Home! It’s hard to give her up, but I have wonderful memories. Soon she will be with her Heavenly Father.

I wipe my face with an unscented white tissue, the kind she has always used. I think of her life, plain and simple, a God-fearing woman. I cry because I miss her, even though she is next to me. I wish she would wake up, call my name — be aware of me.

On a side note, my sister and I look alike. Both Mom and Dad have called me Vicki most of my life!

I’m thinking, “Say hello! Fuss at me! Call me Vicki!”

I dry my tears. She’s awake.

Hope arises! She opens her eyes and says, “Vicki?” 

“It’s Evelyn, Mom!”

Hi, It’s Just Me!

For those of you on Pinterest… just thought I would introduce myself and share a  few flowers in Evie’s Gardens! For those of you who read my blog… I  am back!

If you follow me on Pinterest, and wonder who I am and why I pin such diverse objects, let me introduce myself.  I’m Evelyn aka Evie. Passionate about life in general, I wear many hats. A gardener and crafter at heart, I incorporate both.

My yard and greenhouse are usually full of handmade, recycled, DIY objects. My many family members and my friends are the perks in my life. I enjoy making peanut butter sandwiches… aka… random acts of kindness.

I started this blog last year, then my computer crashed. My daughter was diagnosed with lymphoma and my husband was diagnosed with skin cancer. So… the blog was put on hold.

Unfortunately all of my Evie’s Gardens files were lost when my computer crashed. So I must start over. 😦

Computer is fixed. Life goes on. (Still haven’t retrieved all my files, but we are working on that.)

My news years resolution was to embrace the life God has given me, to live it, love it, and laugh and enjoy it and definitely be thankful for it!

No worrying about what ifs, no dwelling on why I didn’t. To do what I am led, no questions asked!

This is  my granddaughter Ashley. I have challenged her to eat healthier.

We’re working on this! Click on the picture and see what Doctor Oz says about healthy foods!

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We are making healthy choices this year!

When cancer strikes your family you question your mortality. We have a challenge to eat healthier! We are doing this daily in the choices we make!

Oh, to have the energy this little guy has!

Let's get healthy!

If my grandson Cooper can hoola hoop, I can, too!

My daughter Mirandy received the results for her pet scan. Halfway through chemo, the cancer has shrunk in half! Yeah, I’m praising the Lord!

Team Mandy

 This is my daughter Mirandy (front row – center), her family, my son and his family, and me!

This guy on the right is my husband. At this time I am staying with my daughter in IL while he remains at home in OK.

We are just a small part of Team Mandy. There are so many who support her through this battle in her life. We had t-shirts made as a gesture to show her we care, and they are proudly worn in Illinois, Oklahoma, Louisiana, and Arkansas! Go Team Mandy!

Even though we are having some bumps in the road, life is not going to get us down! We are fighting like a hoot! (Mirandy, aka, Mandy’s nickname)

I Pinned This!

I tried out the aluminum foil ball for the dryer that is supposed to get rid of static electricity. It didn’t. If anyone else tried it and it worked, tell me what you did right and what I didn’t!

If you would like to follow me as I go through my life in Evie’s Gardens… jump on board.

I’m you will find something that interest you, whether it is gardening, spiritual, crafts, food, DIY, kids fun, or just some good humorous fun! Please get involved!

Glad you dropped by.

Today I just wanted to introduce myself.

Hope your day is blessed beyond belief! ~Evie

In remembrance of  MLK… “Faith is taking the first step, even when you don’t see the whole staircase.”~Martin Luther King

The Flowers In God’s Gardens!

I grew up around flowers, am a grower of flowers, and totally a flower lover. As a youngster, when my mom and her mom walked around my grandma’s yard, I followed closely… probably driving them crazy wanting know the flowers names.

I don’t think there is more beautiful art than a flower. They are full of God’s glory. Each flower is an individual, you won’t find two exactly alike. Anyway, I have never. Each has its own unique petals, fragrance, and beauty. I named my daughter Mirandy after the rose in the above picture!

It’s like people! None of us are the same. Some think they are more normal than others, several are healthier, some are tall and skinny while others carry excess weight. While part of the population think they are smarter than everyone else, maybe some are while others have no self-esteem.

There are meek people, overly outspoken, beautiful, homely, etc. I could go on forever, but I won’t.

My point is it takes all kinds of people to make up this world. Some are beautiful roses, some are dandelions. I love dandelions. I also love sweet violets, red roses, yellow roses, daffodils, and zinnias.  (Okay, for real, I love all flowers.)

My hubby however thinks dandelions are weeds.

In a child’s eyes, a dandelion is as pretty as any flower in God’s great garden.

Today my friend sent me an email. As I read the story entitled The Blue Rose, I thought of all the differences in flowers and people. (Link to this email at the end of this story.)

This started me thinking again. I know… there she goes again!

Several years ago my mom, my sisters and I were in Connecticut. My younger sister Vicki was driving  us around, showing us her part of the country! We were admiring the peak season of the beautiful New England state, and talking about how vibrant the colors were.

One thing led to the another, and soon my older sister Pat asked this question, “If you were a flower, what would you be?”

Vicki said she would be a daffodil, Pat – a red rose, and me… well I have always loved friendship, so I always thought I would be a yellow rose.

When we asked our mother what she would be, she said very meekly and quietly, “Oh, a violet.”

I was thinking… a violet?

That is so small and common, and Mom, you have raised some of the most gorgeous flowers in the US… a violet?

Then she turned to us and grinned!

Breaking into  a beautiful song, she sang, “Sweet violets, sweeter than the roses!”

Oh the memories of sisterhood!  We always knew you were her favorite, Vicki! 🙂

Here’s the link to The Blue Rose. (author unknown)

So what kind of flower are you in God’s garden?

Socialization Rocks… Or What’s Your Story?

Third Grade, 9 years-old ~ What’s Your Story?

Friends, I would like you to tell me… what’s your story? Please comment at the end of the post. Share with me just what it is that you get from this social networking site we use online on our computers?

Playing scrabble with my friend Patty, from childhood, this morning transported me to pondering about life. As I was thinking about my friends, I wondered how different life would be if we didn’t have this tool.

For one thing, communication with so many of your family and friends would be next to impossible. With social networking sites, we are able to stay connected to many lives. In an instant you can pray for someone, rejoice with them, or congratulate a friend! You can send birthday greetings, hear sad news, see milestones happen, and so much more.

Here’s my the beginning of my story. I hope you will share yours.

Rewind: …to my preteens. Living in a rural area, neighbors are not a few feet away. Growing up, we didn’t have close neighbors.

As I recall, one day Dad went to our neighbor’s house for some reason. Don’t remember why. Some of us kids were with him, and when arrived he said we could get out and play.

This little blonde headed girl lived there, and we immediately became friends. Living in another school district, I had never met her. Long story, short! We were childhood friends, who through the years saw each only  occasionally. Through Facebook we have connected with each other and started right back where we stopped.

I love connecting with my family and friends playing scrabble and WWF on Facebook. With chat on the page, you can laugh with each other while you play. Kind of makes you feel like you are there!

Visiting with and getting to know my friend Barb better has been a blessing in my life. We love talking about our grandchildren and have a lot in common. She makes me laugh and sometimes makes me cry. I enjoy her friendship!

I admire her for her courage in the battle she has fought to survive cancer. It’s rejoicing to know that my grandchildren have wonderful grandparents to love and care for them.

I can go on and on about the connections I have made, but I would be here all day!

I think we should start a blog roll and share our stories on the blog.

Here’s some people who I connect with.

My children, sisters, sisters-in-laws, nieces, brothers, brothers-in-law,nephews, grandsons and granddaughters, cousins, aunts and uncles. This includes childhood friends from church and school, and people I have met in my life. There are students I have taught, teachers I worked with, my some of my scout troops from many years ago. Many of my friends through life are on here!

It doesn’t take long to scroll down through your news feed and stay in tune with your people’s lives.

This is time I give to my life and living it… me, time! We may not be able to comment on every post, or read every link, but only clicking the like button shows we are alive, well enough to be online, connected, and interested in what the other person is going through in their lives!

That’s the start of my story! What’s your story?

First Times… A New Chapter In Life

This is one of our first times... when my son started school!

The first time my daughter Mirandy started preschool is one tearful day I will never forget. Fast forward a generation.

When her daughter started kindergarten, I was with her, too. Mirandy was an emotional wreck all day. When my granddaughter graduated from kindergarten, my daughter shed tears. (But then so did I!)

Last year I spent the first morning of two of my grandchildren’s school year with them. My grandson was starting pre-k for the first time, and my daughter Mirandy couldn’t quit crying.

I am often telling her the nut doesn’t fall to far from the tree! Then I remembered her first day at preschool!

Oh, how she cried! She wanted her mommy, but her mommy had to work. Hanging on to my skirt tail dragging behind me, was one unhappy little girl! I cried all day while trying to sell clothing at the department store where I worked. She was fine within five minutes of me leaving.

Today, my niece Angie is starting a new chapter in her life with her first baby girl. She started preschool for the first time. I think it was worse on Grannie than it was Mommy! And I think my great-niece was pretty excited today! I told Angie she came about it honestly, and if she didn’t have those feelings she wouldn’t be who she is… a caring Mother!
My friend Jennie’s new chapter is her son’s last year of school, her daughter’s first year of high school, and her little one goes to head start. She doesn’t know which one makes her sadder!

Then there is Niki, my cousin who I have been close to since she was born! Her son started preschool, too, for the first time. He informed her the night before at the dinner table, “I am walking into school by myself!” She feels numb.

My friend KML was taking her infant grandson for a walk. As she watched the little ones board the bus, she felt emotional. Excited moms were snapping pictures, instructions given about which bus to ride home.

Her little one was sleeping in the stroller with not a care in the world. As she gazed on him, her thoughts went back to another day. It seemed like only yesterday she was one of those excited moms!

For my cousin Jannie it is “Moving Day!” Her son is off to college. She has mixed emotions. She is happy  for him on this new journey, but she is sad at the same time.

When my son started school for the first time, I was sad all day, but he was ready for school and loved it. It was hard to send my firstborn out in the world.

My feelings were exactly the same the day Russ started college out-of-state and a new chapter unfolded! I remember how sad I was that he was moving out-of-state, but happy for his good fortune. Today he has a son and daughter in high school and the youngest son in elementary.

It is all mixed blessings. With new chapters in your life, sometimes there is sadness, emotions, tears, and well, just living. We want to hang on to the babies that we have nurtured and loved. We don’t want them growing up and having to face the real world.

But one day we all come full circle and treasure each of those special moments! We all live it, we all have our book of life to fill! We’re all going to go through transitions and emotional roller coaster rides so… I say, embrace life, and do live like you are dying!

My latest chapter is “Great Grandparents, Again?” I am glad I am not still raising grands!

But on those sad occasions when you are having a bad day, just remember chocolate is a whole other food group! 🙂

How did you feel when the first time  your new chapter started?

Life Is Full Of Joy!

...and full of glory!

Joy is a word we use to describe our happiness as we go through our daily walk of life. Some have more than others. People who suffer from depression or other emotional strife find it hard to get this feeling in their hearts.

There are times some of us can’t seem to find joy in anything. Our lives get overwhelmed by our needs; family, financial, and emotional. Our health may affect our mood. One day we are upbeat, the next, we want to just pull the covers back over us and sleep the day away, forgetting our problems.
We can’t find anything happy to talk about, and seem to only find things to complain about.
Merriam Webster defines joy as the emotion evoked by well-being, success, or good fortune or by the prospect of possessing what one desires. (and more)
Joy abounds in a lot of different areas of our life. It could be that new car we have eyed for months, finally  parked in the garage or that newly acquired piece of jewelry. Maybe you got a promotion at work, or landed a new job.
These things bring happiness to a point.  Sometimes after the new wears off, these material things don’t really matter so much. Many times we strive to find more happiness by acquiring more stuff. Soon we have an overflowing home and garage full of things.
If there was a major disaster, these items could “poof” be gone.
If our loved ones bring us joy, even after they are gone, we still have the wonderful memories of laughter we shared in our lives. Those joys are never-ending.
And yes, material things do bring us joy, to a point. An email brought me joy last week, and an electric stove that I desperately needed brought me much delight!
Yesterday I found it in getting our  water well repaired, because now I have plenty of water! I can give my plants a drink and do those dirty dishes that always seem to pile up in the kitchen sink. (Again, dirty dishes are a joyful blessing, means we have food to eat!)
This morning it was the many various birds at the bird feeders and the squirrels’ silly antics; then a relaxing phone call from my good friend glorifying God!
My latest joy was hearing my phone ring, and my daughter being on the other end of the line… just to chat!
Tomorrow, well, I am anticipating whatever life’s delightful surprises will bring! All of God’s blessings bring us joy!
Right now, I am going to find some making a batch of cupcakes! Want one? I will share!
Just what brings you joy? Tell us!
 
Don’t forget to share some joy with someone else. It may be the only happiness in that person’s day!
Hitherto have ye asked nothing in my name: ask, and ye shall receive, that your joy may be full. John 16:24 (Blue Letter Bible)

Charity And Love, What It Really Means!

Fruit of the spirit, yeah, that's love!

Just what does love mean to you? Is it only your family and your friends that you care about? Or do you love all the people in the world? I love my God, I love Jesus! I love my children, my grandchildren, my family! I love my friends and my pets! But do I love my neighbor?

One of God‘s commandments is to love your neighbor as yourself!

Do you really know your neighbor? Can you really love that person if you don’t? And then, that being said, who is your neighbor?

Many people think they know just what is right, and judge others for their (in our minds) wrongdoings. Often we think we are the ones that know best, and we put others behind our opinions. Do we stand in judgement for this?

Sometimes people do things that really tick us off, make us angry! We have a tendency to not like some people, and really think others are special. It could be we don’t like the way someone dresses, their form of self-expression, or their shortcomings that make us feel this way.

Taught all through all my life to love the sinner, hate the sin; sometimes, it is hard to see past what you think others are doing wrong, and not love them for those particular reasons. As I have said before, He is still working on me, and will be until the day I die.

At times people are just a thorn in your side. Ever have one of those? Someone that just really irritates you, one that you just don’t get? Unfortunately, I do. But I try to see past all that, and I am sure some people feel the same way about me.

It could be the teenager at the grocery store with the cell phone in her ear or the foreigner at phone company that really gets to you and makes you not feel very lovable at that minute and want to just hang up on them.

Love is the most beautiful word in the English language, don’t you think? It compasses all the good about everything, none of the negative. It is the feeling of joy, hope, compassion, and peace. We never feel anything better. No money can buy it, no possessions can own it. Love is happiness, security, and contentment. So why is it sometimes we don’t feel love?

Is it knowing that God loves us, and has sacrificed His own for us?

Do we have that love in our hearts? Love is charity! Not the kind you write off on your taxes; but true charity, giving of yourself, and not expecting something in return. You have to give love to receive love! That simple.

So… what do you think?

When writing this blog, I am not writing at you, but to you. Therefore, I would appreciate your comments to let me know how you feel. All response on these topics can only broaden our views, our thinking, and our outlook on life. I need your advice. What do you do when someone is a thorn in your side, and you don’t understand?

Have a blessed day! Evie

The word “love” occurs 311 times in 281 verses in the KJV of the Bible. According to the dictionary in the BLB, Christian love is the fruit of His Spirit in the Christian. Gal 5:22. See below.

But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance: against such there is no law. Gal 5:22-23

Fruit of the Spirit

There's peace and contentment in serving the Lord!

It’s three o’clock in the morning, and I can’t sleep. I did get a few hours before I woke up, coughing my head off, and now I just can’t seem to get back there. It makes for such a long day, when I don’t get my beauty sleep! 🙂

I can’t shake this thought of the “hate mail” I received yesterday from someone who doesn’t know me, and hasn’t a clue about life in the first place. This person pretty much said to me that our whole nation is a bunch of imbeciles and that the gods are going to make us pay for believing in Christ. Being a Christian, it saddens my heart that there are people in this world that are so totally off the mark… crude, rude, and totally ignorant of what life really is about.

My husband wanted to fire a response back to this person and give him/her a piece of his mind. I don’t think that is the way to handle situations like this. It isn’t the Christian way. I am really praying for this person to have understanding, because it will be a sad day when he/she meets the real God and stands in judgement for what has came forth from his/her mouth and heart.

That being said, I wonder where or if compassion ever enters the picture in a person’s mind that thinks that way. I realize there are people in this world so full of anger and hate that their life is miserable. I am glad that I have peace and contentment in my life, and that I have a Saviour to call upon, to keep me steady and walking on solid ground. It is a blessing to have love in my life, family and friends to enjoy along the way, and hope and faith to carry me through.

Sadly for many people, one day they will meet their maker. It is sad, too, that people live in such a closed world that they can’t enjoy the life God has given them, and feel the need to bring others down with them.

The one thing this has brought to my mind is… I am going to write more, share goodness with as many people who will read what I write and not let the devil have a foot in my door! To all the non believers in this world, I pray one day your eyes pop open and you can feel the love!

To all my believing peeps, keep spreading the word, living the word, loving your life and all the blessings God gives you!

God bless you. Evie

Just What Is Life To You?

It's the little things in life that make me smile!

It’s the little things in life that make it worth getting out of bed for. Something as simple as a word from a friend or a sibling can make our day brighter. It could be a bird chirping that brings a smile to your face and in your heart. Maybe it is a beautiful rose budding out covered in the morning dew. Maybe your child is starting school for the first time, or that child lost a front tooth!

There is an old Irish saying that comes to mind, Live long, laugh often, love much.  Although sometimes life ends too soon, and tears flow; the love that you share with others is the binding tie.

My friend just attended a funeral for a very close family friend whose life ended suddenly, and as I reflected on her words she had posted on Facebook, I thought about how many times I have spoken those very words. “It is good to see everyone, but not under these sad circumstances.”

Why is it that we don’t make the effort to take the time to reconnect with our loved ones more often? I know life gets busy, but it is so bittersweet that we always see each other at funerals.

And on that thought, who will be next? It could be you, me, your best friend, or your sister or brother. Could be your child.

Just a phone call to say hello, a plate of cookies to share with a friend, a compliment to say, “I appreciate what you have done for me!”

In this world of turmoil and strife, those little things are what makes a person’s day better and yours, too.

You don’t have to spend money you don’t have to bring a smile to someone’s heart. It’s connections with your people. Caring thoughts and sincere words do more than anything a dollar can buy.

It’s relationships, it’s feelings. Take time out of your day to call someone you care about. Even go a step farther and call an elderly person, just to let them know you are thinking of them! Call your momma! 🙂

Life is precious, life is short. It’s all about feelings, all about a person’s heart.

It’s dancing in the rain, a soft breeze on a hot summer day.

It’s me rambling on!

My forever friend posted this on Facebook today…

Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart!

So true… and just what are those things that fill your heart? Is it trying to get ahead, to buy a new toy, or is it the people you love?

For me, it is the people I love. God bless you all, and thank you for everything you have ever done for me, what you mean to me! And by the way, thanks for reading my ramblings! I hope it touches your heart!

Sista Friends

You really do!

Our ladies auxiliary gathers once a month and visits with a sister member who is pretty much housebound. We bring a dish of food to share! Today was the first time I was able to go, and I have to say, I had a wonderful time.

It was so good to see my friends, and just kick back, enjoy some good grub, and relax! Usually we are in a meeting, and don’t get to just sit back, visit, and chill.

Nona, the sister that we went to visit, was as excited to see me as I was, her. I have really missed her smiling face and bubbly outlook!

Thinking back to when I first met her, I recall sitting in our meetings. She was the secretary, I, the assistant conductress. I would get so tickled at her, sitting behind me, mumbling to herself about something she had messed up on.

God bless her! It was such a blessing to get to hug her neck today and visit with all my friends that were there.

I do have to say this, I ate too much! Everyone brought salads, and no one brought the same thing. The dessert was awesome, too! Thanks, Kay!

When I stop and think about the blessings God has given to me, I think that friends and family are the greatest blessing of all. Everyone one brings something to the table, and I am not talking about food. (Although that was some pretty good chow!)

My friend Shirley, (thank you very much,) picked me up and gave me a ride. I enjoyed the time we had to spend together during the commute there and back.

I guess what I am trying to say is this. Cherish your friends. Life is short. We don’t know what tomorrow will bring, and who will still be in our lives. Make the effort to see them.

I think back to a morning I got a call from my cousin, Annette, telling me my friend Junie had passed away in the night. Such a shock, but it has made me realize just how short life really is, and how much I do cherish my family and friends.

Junie and I had bumped into to each other at Wal-Mart, just a short time before she passed on.

Every time we had seen each other, we would say, “We should do lunch!”

(With eyes leaking…) It’s not ever going to happen here on this earth. But it is not too late for you and your loved ones.

Speak goodness, not gossip. Have the heart you wish others would have, and above all, be thankful for the life God has given you. Share a few minutes of your day with someone less fortunate. You will all be blessed.

Go do lunch!

Nuff said, E.

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