For The Rescuers 

I have to share this poem with you all. I read it while browsing through a site that was raising money for shelter animals and it’s truly one of the best poems I’ve ever read. Certainly pulls at your heartstrings. 
** For the Rescuers

Once I was a lonely dog, just looking for a home.

I had no place to go, no one to call my own.

I wandered up and down the streets, in rain in heat and snow. I ate whatever I could find, I was always on the go. 

My skin would itch, my feet were sore, my body ached with pain. And no one stopped to give a pat or a gently say my name. I never saw a loving glance, I was always on the run. For people thought that hurting me was really lots of fun. 

And then one day I heard a voice so gentle, kind and sweet, and arms so soft reached down to me and took me off my feet.“ No one again will hurt you,” was whispered in my ear. “You’ll have a home to call your own where you will know no fear.“ 

“You will be dry, you will be warm, you’ll have enough to eat. And rest assured that when you sleep, your dreams will all be sweet.” 

I was afraid I must admit, I’ve lived so long in fear.

I can’t remember when I let a human come so near. 

And as she tended to my wounds and bathed and brushed my fur, she told me about the rescue group and what it meant to her. 

She said, “We are a circle, a line that never ends.

And in the centre there is you, protected by new friends.“ 

And all around you are the ones that check the pounds, and those that share their home after you’ve been found.“ 

“And all the other folk are searching near and far to find the perfect home for you, where you can be a star.” 

She said, “There is a family, that’s waiting patiently,

and pretty soon we’ll find them, just you wait and see.“

And then they’ll join our circle they’ll help to make it grow, so there’ll be room for more like you, who have no place to go.” 

I waited very patiently, the days they came and went. 

Today’s the day I thought, my family will be sent.

Then just when I began to think it wasn’t meant to be, there were people standing there just gazing down at me. 

I knew them in a heart beat, I could tell they felt it too.

They said, “We have been waiting for a special dog like you.” 

Now every night I say a prayer to all the gods that be.

“Thank you for the life I live and all you’ve given me. But most of all protect the dogs in the pound and on the street. And send a Rescue Person to lift them off their feet.” 

 

 Arlene Pace September 18, 1998

Awareness 

The aches and pains and exhaustion you get with the flu. That’s kind of what chronic pain feels like on a daily basis. Like how you feel after an extremely intense workout. Then when you have a flare up its like you’ve suddenly been struck by a speeding truck. Yet, pain conditions like CRPS (Complex Regional Pain Syndrome) are invisible, which means that many people don’t understand or sometimes even believe the person who struggles with such conditions. 
If someone you know suffers from chronic pain of any kind do something kind today to let them know that you are there for them and support them in their struggles. Everyone deserves to know that they are not alone!

Getting Back On Track


It’s so much easier to keep going than it is to quit and start over. I need to really focus hard on being consistent with my nutrition this week. The summer has been really hard and I’ve had a lot of trouble staying on track. The past 2 weeks have been especially difficult and I have really messed up. I’ve been eating a lot of junk and I even stopped doing my workouts. And I feel so ashamed of myself for this. 
Enough is ENOUGH. It’s time to get on track now and get my head in the right place. I’m not feeling very good physically and I know that it’s because of all the crap I’ve been eating. I don’t want to feel like this and the only one who can do anything about it is me. So here’s my game plan. 

I will have my Shakeology within an hour of getting up. That way my breakfast is taken care of every day AND I’ve got my Shake in. If I am getting up early to go out of town for something I take it with me and sip on it in the car. Or if I’m going to be out and not home for lunch I will eat my breakfast and mix my Shake and take it with me in my purse so then I’ve got my lunch covered. 

I will always cook extras with each meal so I can have leftovers for the next day or 2. 

Always keep a container of boiled eggs in the fridge and for my snacks I usually have a fruit and a protein (like eggs) or a veggie with protein. 

I will always have a big bowl on the main shelf in my fridge full of serving size items in ziplock baggies. I measure veggies like carrots and celery in my green container and put a serving in each bag. I do the same with my favourite fruits, like fresh pineapple chunks, grapes, and melons. 

Availability is key when it comes to ensuring my success with healthy eating. If healthy options are in my fridge then I have no excuse for choosing junk. 

If anyone has any more suggestions please share them with me. 

Quiet Madness

Quiet Madness

Nodus Tollens

“I would have never guessed.”

That’s the most common response I get when I tell someone I have bipolar disorder. I don’t really blame the person for it, nor am I offended in any way. The image most people have of bipolar disorder is someone who is extremely volatile and dangerous, someone who has to spend his or her entire life in a psychiatric ward because a normal life is out of the question. In short, bipolar disorder is synonymous to insanity. But I’ve never been a danger to anyone, except maybe myself but that’s a story for another day.

Bipolar disorder does affects a person’s moods, but it’s nothing like the mood swings that we all get once in a while. It’s not being hyperactive for a bit of time and then suddenly becoming sad; it’s not that simple. The moods cycle in episodes, lasting from days to weeks to…

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So in light of my last post about the bingeing, here are some pictures I’ve taken during the last 3 days. Many happy memories have been made!


A glimpse of the staircase leading down over a cliff and onto the beach or a place called Madrock in Bay Roberts, Newfoundland. Canada


Hubby and I on Madrock beach 


Waves crashing on the rocks. I was shocked at how loud it was there!


Lot of ducks at a little pond in Cupids, Newfoundland. Canada 


The birthday girl! One year old! Full of personality!!


The only picture we got of us together with her. We are very happy Godparents!

I may only have one arm but I can still pick up a baby, change her diaper, and feed her!