Flurries--Snow and Others

It has snowed again in Middle Tennessee. Again. It has snowed so many times this season, I have lost track. Usually it only snows two, maybe three times. I think maybe we’re around snow number ten? We got about five inches yesterday. Surely, we are close to record snow accumulation. And that darn Ground Hog predicted an early spring. Are you kidding me?!?! It won’t even get above freezing today. Sheesh. Early spring, my foot.

Also flurries in my kitchen. Flurries of activity! Sentimental Sweets has over 20 orders to fill between now and the end of next week. And that is awesome! I am absolutely thrilled that I have this much work to do. I love it! I have been busy baking Old-Fashioned Pound Cakes and baking, crumbling, mixing, scooping, rolling, and dipping Cake Pops! (And yes, it IS labor-intensive. But worth every bite!) I haven’t really had time to count, but it is over 30 dozen Cake Pops. Whew! I’ll count when I’m done with this round.

(Shameless plug for Sentimental Sweets)

Cake Pops are a fun, cute, tasty little treat! Cake and frosting mixed together, formed into a super-moist ball, put on a stick, dipped in chocolate, and decorated. This is not an original idea. I saw it several places within a month, and they were around a couple of years before that. I have researched these little treats almost as much as I research for historical fiction writing! Cake Pops are the perfect little bite, and only about 90 calories each! Check out my pictures at www.facebook.com/sentimentalsweets.

Other Flurries… My husband is active duty military and his unit just got back from leave after deployment. He is also taking several online college courses. He is also a Deacon, Awana leader, and serves on a committee or two. He is a busy man these days. He’s getting a taste of what life is like for so many military wives! We may not all have jobs outside of our homes, but many of us volunteers on several fronts. Add that with raising kids and taking care of house and home, and we are sometimes hard-pressed to keep up with our active social lives! Ha! (Sounds weird, but I'm one of those people who NEEDS social interaction.) Gotta go on dates with the hubby and have Couples Game Nights (CGN) and Girls Nights Out (GNO)! A happy and fulfilled Mommy makes for a happy and fulfilled family!

Also have this project I am working on. Taken on more importance because I have given myself a deadline for part of the project. Haven’t talked much about this project to many people. Ya see, I have this problem with rejection, so I don’t usually advertise much of this aspect of my life. But I could use some accountability and the occasional encouraging word. I am a freelance writer. Have never had to submit any queries or proposals. I used to be an editor, so I got my foot in the door with writing through that career. I just get assignments. But I have a few stories in my heart and they are SCREAMING to get out! So the writing of fiction—Christian historical fiction—has commenced. I have no clue what I am doing. But I’m learning. Maybe. We’ll see. There, I said it. Now everyone who reads this—and I know there are MILLIONS of you out there!—knows about my project. Ugh. Now I HAVE to finish ALL of the stories. Nice. No pressure.

Now that I have taken this break to write a few words and look out at this ever-present snow, I must get back to the Baking Flurry. Those Cake Pops don’t make themselves, ya know!

Life Sucks.

Life sucks. Some days. Not every day. But there are moments when, even though things have gone pretty good all day long, melancholy sets in and life--for a few minutes, anyway--sucks.

So what do you do when you look around and are satisfied with absolutely nothing? And I mean, Nuh-theeeeng. Zero. Zip. Nada. Your husband is busy doing his own thing. Your child is playing by himself, when he should have that always-present playmate. The dog is having trouble deciding whether she wants to be outside or inside. Some projects are completed. (And though there is satisfaction in the completion, there is also a let down of activity.) People griping about stuff over which you have no control. Laundry is piling up. Bedroom is a mess. Bathrooms are dirty. And absolutely NOTHING seems right in the world, let alone in life!

Hey, even the most optimistic people have their down moments. The realists have them even more. And those pessimists? Good is about as elusive as a snow ball in Miami. And since I consider myself an optimistic realist, I do have a few down times. More so in the last several months. The blues are gettin' sung a lot more in my mind. Unfortunately.

So what do I do? Really. I have no real answers here. I have my faith. I have an awesome support system. Wonderful family and friends. But sometimes, in moments, it seems that absolutely nothing will help. It seems, in those moments, that despair and melancholy are now a permanent and increasingly present fixture in my life. And I do NOT like it! I don't like feeling sad. I don't like feeling blue. I don't like crying. This is not like me!

I can't stand it when people are continually complaining about their life. The kind of day they are having. Their kids. Their husband. I can't stand it! I want to scream at them, "Appreciate what you have! This may be the last day you'll have to spend with your child!" I have never liked hearing those constant complainers. And now, I fear, I am becoming one. Oh, the agony of becoming someone you don't like!

I'm not going to ask what else could go wrong. I know there are many, many things that could go wrong. I always cringe when someone asks that. Life has taught me--through observation and experience--that there are countless things that could still go wrong. And if you are wondering that when you experience small and inconsequential trials, what on earth will you be thinking when major trials come your way? I assure you that things can DEFINITELY get worse.

I guess really, if I'm honest with myself, I can admit that I'm having a pity party and didn't bother to invite anyone else. But, I don't like parties of one! I like it when I'm surrounded by friends. Good times. Laughter. Love. But when I am feeling blue, down, sad, depressed... I don't want anyone else with me. And I don't like it and I don't know what to do about it.

Please don't tell me to pray about it. Read my Bible more. Go to church more. Fellowship more. Really? I do those things faithfully. I don't want your pity or your sympathy. I don't want pat answers. I don't want you to tell me I need counseling or drugs (though honestly, drugs sound really tempting at times!). Actually, I don't really know what I want. Well, yes, I do. I want to be able to re-wind and live December 17, 2005 - May 24, 2010 over and over and over and over and over again. Until I can be with ALL of my family again, I'm afraid there will be many days when I will think, "Life sucks."

Life is Like Baking a Cake

I've said this before, and I'll say it again: Life is like baking a cake. Baking cakes requires exact measurements and procedures. Cookies and brownies are much more forgiving. But cakes? The recipe writer knows what she's doing. She put together the best to get the best. Follow her advice.

The best cakes include the best ingredients. Good cake flour, premium butter and oils, grade A milk and eggs, pure vanilla extract, and sugar. These are the things you have control over. Your choices and decisions. Your education. Your friends. Your lifestyle choices. The better you choose with these, the better your life will be. Choose less than the best and you'll still have a pretty good cake, but it might not turn out exactly right.

We are given talents and intelligence (some of us more than others!) and choices. Depending on how we handle these will determine how good our lives will turn out. We may still experience some measure of success, but if we don't make the best choices, our lives will not turn out exactly right. Exactly as God intended. He makes the best available, but if we choose something different, things won't turn out right. Did you know that there really is a difference between good flour and cheap flour? It determines the texture and lightness of the cake. Choose an inferior flour and your cake won't rise. Choose an inferior lifestyle, and YOU won't rise. Choose the best and you'll be your best.

Then there are those things over which we have little or no control. With baking; things like humidity, faulty appliances, and interruptions. With life; things like death, job loss, sickness. You can't really control these things, but you can make adjustments to accommodate them. The more knowledgeable about these possibilities and the better prepared you are for them, the more likely you'll be to overcome these little obstacles. If you aren't prepared, again the cake may be pretty good, but it won't turn out exactly right.

When hard times come--and they WILL come--it is best if you are prepared. Our preparedness makes getting over the obstacles of life much easier. If we think hard times won't come our way, we won't be prepared. And we will fail. If your oven bakes at a lower temperature, and you know that it does, you can make accommodations for your cake. If not, your cake will not be done and may be inedible. Yuck! Have you ever seen an underdone cake? It falls flat and turns dull and mushy. If the cake is over cooked, it is hard and may taste burnt. Like life, be ready to make adjustments. If adjustments aren't made, life may look, feel, and taste bad.

Then there's the recipe. It tells what all is needed and how to put all the ingredients together to get your best product. There is a recipe for life. It's called the Bible. It's not hard to read. It just takes time. And like a recipe, you need to read the entire thing through or you may miss something important. If you read the recipe and follow it, you'll get a great cake. If you read the Bible and follow it, your life will be exactly how it was intended.

My Perspective

The writer of the letter was tired of people telling her to "get over" her daughter's death. Here is...


My Perspective

Just in case you are wondering when she will make her appearance, the "old" Dana is never coming back. She is no longer here. She died along with Jacob.

Losing Jacob has changed me forever. I will never be the same person that I was. I will never view things, situations, or people the way that I did before. And this may surprise you... I don't even WANT to be that Dana. And the loss is so completely profound that I could not be the same even if I DID want to be.

I can't "get on with my life." My life has been inexorably altered. Jacob's birth was life-changing. His life and battle with pulmonary hypertension were part of the everyday fabric of my life. How could his death be anything less than catastrophic? I will never "get over it," but I am learning to live with the pain and the loss.

Do not try to think that you understand. You don't. Do not try to tell me how I should cope. You have no idea. Do not try to tell me what I should or shouldn't do. I am doing exactly what I need to do. If you want to know how to help, let me heal the way I need to heal. Listen to me talk or sit there while I say nothing. Allow me to talk about Jacob, but don't push me on things I don't want to tell you. You may not like what I say if pushed too far.

Accept me for who I am now and who I will be, but don't expect the "old" Dana to ever come back. She, like Jacob, is gone. If you have the chance to see me in heaven, with my entire family reunited, then you can expect to see a different Dana. But she, too, will be different than any Dana you've ever experienced.

I am Nothing

I am nothing. I am no one. Except that I am holding tight to my faith. Has it taken a hit this year? Most definitely. And no, not at all. While I wonder what good prayer does in the face of trials and tragedies, I have been assured more than ever that God is sovereign. He truly is in control. I had to change the way I look at prayer. I was like a spoiled, little kid. I thought that if I asked sweetly enough and often enough, my wishes would be granted. But that is not how things work. Prayer has to be more of a seeking of peace for what is to come than of a hoping to manipulate what is to come. I am learning to accept that I cannot see the whole picture. I cannot pretend to be in charge. I have to be assured that there is a loving, caring father who can see dangers and blessings and lessons that I can see only AFTER I have passed through. And I am not through with this section yet, but I have learned a few things. Well, I am in the process of learning some things...

I am assured that there IS life after death. Jacob IS with Jesus in heaven, and that I will also be there someday. I don't get to go to heaven just because I am a nice person. Too many of you know that is not always true! I don't get to go to heaven just because God loves me. Though He loves me more than I will ever comprehend! I had to make a choice. I had to choose life. Eternal life. Through my faith and belief in Jesus as the Christ. The Messiah. The Savior.

Are you laughing at that? Do you doubt it? Are you positive that I am wrong? Well, you can look at it a couple of different ways... Either I am completely disillusioned and am wrong and will simply return to dust when I die. OR... Or I am right. Jesus IS the promised Messiah. The Savior of all. If you're right and I'm wrong, we'll both be dust. But if I'M right and YOU'RE wrong, where will that leave you? Let me spell it out for you-- H E L L. NOT the place I'd want to spend eternity. Forever. And ever.

I really have read the whole, entire Bible. And I really do believe it. In reading it, my faith was affirmed. If you have NOT read the Bible, how can you say that you don't believe it? Do you always make blanket belief statements based on what someone else has told you? Do you believe everything you see and hear? Can you HONESTLY discount an historically accurate account of history that is documented not just with one people group, but with ALL major people groups? Look it up. If you have read every word of the Bible, have given it a fair shake, and can still say it is filled with errors and contradictions and lies, fine. But if you have NOT read the book, then don't say you don't believe it. You don't know what it says.

Some people might claim that only ignorant and uneducated people believe the Bible. Really? Do you know me? If you think that, then you must think I am both ignorant and uneducated. Granted I am not the smartest person I know, but neither, my friend, are you. If you think all this this is emotional and has come about because of life circumstances, you are wrong. If you know me at all, you know I am not really an emotional person and you also know that no book that has thousands of closely-spaced pages would hold my emotions hostage long enough for me to read the entire thing. No this is not an emotional decision--this whole Christianity thing. The decision that I made when I was nine years old has simply solidified as I have grown older and wiser. I have questioned my belief and my faith. And I have held true.

This year has been completely full of ups and downs. Mostly ups the first four and a half months, many downs in the last seven and a half. I now think of everything as "Before" or "After." And I'm pretty sure that is how things will be from here on out. I can think of very few things that are worse than all that happened the week of May 24th. Jacob died. He was only four years old. He was an incredible little boy. He was so very smart and talented. So sweet and funny and full of life! He really was a blessing, and still is. He was our miracle baby. After so many years of infertility, we had a baby, and now he's gone. Jacob still exists. I know I will see him again someday, but not nearly soon enough. Why do I know this? Because I BELIEVE. Not with emotion, but with an analytical mind. I have examined the facts and I STILL believe.

And because of that, I can live. Only through my faith in Jesus. My faith in GOD. If not for Him, I would be dead. I would be an alcoholic. I would be a drug addict. But because I HAVE to believe, I am alive. Not happy, but alive with a peace that is beyond comprehension. I have total and complete faith in the knowledge that this life is NOT all there is. And somehow I even have a little bit of joy. More joy will return as I wade through the devastation of losing Jacob. I know that. And that little bit of joy that I still have is not based on emotions or circumstance. It is based on Jesus. HE is the One Who is the source of my faith and joy and love and hope. Without Him, I am nothing.

Friend or Foe?

Are you a friend or a foe? Do you know the difference?

A friend listens to you. Laughs with you. Prays for and with you. Spends time with you. Talks to you. Has good stuff to say about you. Isn't jealous of you. Is patient with you. Accepts you for who you are. Doesn't criticize you. Doesn't hold grudges against you. Doesn't gossip about you. Tells you if you have offended them. Apologizes if they have offended you. Tells you the truth. Talks to you about the future. Reminisces with you about the past. Knows some of your secrets. Doesn't tell your secrets to others. Is loyal to you. Shares your friendship with others. Isn't jealous when you spend time with other friends. Would never hurt you.

A foe doesn't listen. Laughs at you. Wishes bad things on you. Avoids you. Talks bad about you. Is jealous of you. Is not patient with you. Criticizes you. Demeans you. Holds grudges against you. Gossips about you. Gets mad at you if you offend them. Does not sincerely apologize to you. Lies to you. Refuses to share feelings with you. Makes up stuff about their past. Brags about their future plans for success. Tells every secret they know. Is loyal to himself only. Is jealous of your relationship together. Is jealous of the time you spend with others. Hurts you.

Are you a friend or a foe? Is your best friend REALLY your friend? Or is he your foe?

And You Want Nationalized Healthcare Why???

We went to get our flu shots today. My 3-year-old has Pulmonary Hypertension, which makes him high risk for influenza, so all of us in the house need to be vaccinated. Shouldn't be that big of a deal, right? We are all insured though a MAJOR insurance company. We'll call it MyCare. And my son is actually double insured, because he also has Social Security benefits.

(That is not any of us, I just think the look on her face is hilarious.)

We first went to our LARGE medical facility on a LARGE government-run installation for the flu shots. Only 50 shots were available at the clinic that treats the medical needs of my two boys. And those 50 vaccinations were ONLY for high-risk children under the age of three. At first, I was told flu shots were not available, period. Then I was told they were ONLY available for high risk patients, and NO ONE else. No siblings. No asthmatics. ONLY high risk kids. So, I requested that the admissions clerk directly contact my sons' care provider to get approval for the flu shot to be administered. The boys' provider did, indeed, grant approval. BUT, only the 2-year old received the vaccination. The 50 vaccines were only for high risk kids under three years of age. My 2-year-old was given a vaccination and we were directed to any off-installation pharmacy.

We drove to the closest pharmacy, presented the written prescription for the influenza vaccination, along with proof of insurance, and requested the vaccine. I was informed that I could pay full-price for my flu shot, but that MyCare would not cover the cost and that they did not have vaccinations for my 3-year-old. I had an interesting conversation with the pharmacist there. It went like this...

Me: "Ya know, it seems like MyCare would WANT to pay for flu shots for everyone in their system. It would save them a lot of money."

Pharmacist: "Yep. And they would rather you get it at their facilities, but they never get any where near enough vaccines. Most people have to go somewhere else to get the shots. It's a waste of a lot of money and time."

Interesting, huh? Why can we see this, but those we vote into office can't? Oh wait! That's right. I didn't vote for these particular people...

Anyway... So I paid the fee for my vaccine and drove to the recommended pharmacy that would have the vaccine for children between the ages of three and nine.

At that pharmacy, I again presented the written prescription and proof of insurance and requested the vaccine. After my son got the shot, I went back and asked if we are all square on the fee, because I wanted to make sure I don't owe the pharmacy any money. The cashier at the clinic IN the pharmacy told me that they would keep billing BOTH of those insurance companies until one of them agreed to pay for the vaccine. That between the two government agencies, one of them would be bound to pick up the tab eventually!

Maybe this doesn't seem like that big of a deal to you, but this is just another example of why I DO NOT want the government to run all our our health care! Private businesses, ya know--FREE MARKETING--makes for healthy competition. Which leads to better service. Which makes for faster service. Which makes for HEALTHIER people. Bureaucracy WILL NOT make health care better, more affordable, nor more accessible. It will make it slower and ineffective and terminally ill.