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Name: Tricia
Gender: Female
Interests: watching baseball,
working in the yard/gardens,
baking in the bakery,
talking to my "girls" about spiritual things,
politics,
spending time with my family,
giving gifts to people,
going to the beach,
designing websites,
collecting cocacola stuff,
decorating the outside of the house with christmas lights
Expertise: creating websites,
creating cool flower gardens
baking at the bakery
peacemaking
gift giving :-)
Occupation: Customer service/support
Industry: Retail
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AIM:  tboomerj
MSN: triciajones1210@hotmail.com
Member Since:
11/18/2004
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| not much to say except...
school is over for 2 weeks (hopefully I'll get a couple of days to rest and clean the house)...
mom is having hip replacement surgery on tuesday (please pray for her protection)
Rachel's grandma is headed Home soon. (please pray for the whole family. Her grandma means an awful lot to them)
Brian got a job!!!! PTL
The hydrangia's miraculously turned blue this year. (every year they've been pink-mom likes blue better)
my house got painted finally (it looks lovely)
Me n MB are back to working at the Bakery helping Sarah out. (we have gotten 2 newer restaurants/coffee shops PTL)
Corrie Lynn (Cori's baby) is built like her Grandpa Jones. 
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| So today was the 2 month anniversary of dad's death....Today was a
day of tears and mourning still. I think we are still in shock of dad's
passing so soon. I visited his grave today and talked to him about
what's going on, the difficulties and the little good things. There
were some fires we put out today, some mini-blessings, some difficult
things that we glimpsed "the light at the end of a very long tunnel".
Having little Corrie Lynn has been a blessing. But still life is very
hard now that dad is gone. Psalm 27 is a verse that dad would speak to
us if he were alive. Ironically, it's the psalm number of the day he
died (feb 27th)..so here it is..in his favorite translation..
Psalm 27 (New American Standard Bible)
Psalm 27
A Psalm of Fearless Trust in God.
A Psalm of David.
1The LORD is my light and my salvation;
Whom shall I fear?
The LORD is the defense of my life;
Whom shall I dread?
2When evildoers came upon me to devour my flesh,
My adversaries and my enemies, they stumbled and fell.
3Though a host encamp against me,
My heart will not fear;
Though war arise against me,
In spite of this I shall be confident.
4One thing I have asked from the LORD, that I shall seek:
That I may dwell in the house of the LORD all the days of my life,
To behold the beauty of the LORD
And to meditate in His temple.
5For in the day of trouble He will conceal me in His tabernacle;
In the secret place of His tent He will hide me;
He will lift me up on a rock.
6And now my head will be lifted up above my enemies around me,
And I will offer in His tent sacrifices with shouts of joy;
I will sing, yes, I will sing praises to the LORD.
7Hear, O LORD, when I cry with my voice,
And be gracious to me and answer me.
8When You said, "Seek My face," my heart said to You,
"Your face, O LORD, I shall seek."
9Do not hide Your face from me,
Do not turn Your servant away in anger;
You have been my help;
Do not abandon me nor forsake me,
O God of my salvation!
10For my father and my mother have forsaken me,
But the LORD will take me up.
11Teach me Your way, O LORD,
And lead me in a level path
Because of my foes.
12Do not deliver me over to the desire of my adversaries,
For false witnesses have risen against me,
And such as breathe out violence.
13I would have despaired unless I had believed that I would see the goodness of the LORD
In the land of the living.
14Wait for the LORD;
Be strong and let your heart take courage;
Yes, wait for the LORD. Dad, Mom, Rachel n Daniel The whole family minus Daniel (he was working) | | |
| Dad passed this morning between 3:30 and 6. Just please pray for us | | |
| I generally am a very quiet person when it comes to what's going on
with my life, that is unless someone asks me. But for now, I find
myself overwhelmed with so much to so, and with my life completely
taken up with caring for Dad and Mom, more of that "so much to do"
doesn't get done till the wee hours of the morning.
Sitting here at 3:22 pm, I am just beginning my work for the day,
because Dad needed a hair cut this morning, so I helped him get ready,
took him, then helped him get situated when we got back home. That took
all morning till 1:00. Then I went to the bank with mom to get
something notarized, and went to lunch with her till 2:00, then when I
got home, helped the Oxygen people give dad what he needed for the week
and helped dad with lunch, till 3:00. Because Dad is so winded, he
needs help even getting his feet up so the fluids will drain better.
Today, he is trying to put his feet up level with his heart because his
feet are turning really red, and he is worried about it.
Some have talked about using home health care (nurses come in and help
with things), or hospice, but I could not imagine not helping my dad
with his final days, or months or whatever God has in store for him.
Dad is such a private person, and very modest about everything, let
alone very independent. But I think, as his love language has always
been "acts of service", he has spent his entire life loving the family
and working tirelessly to support us. So, despite his utter feeling of
uselessness (which I hate that he feels that way), I feel that he
deserves being taken care of with the best of care.
I have watched him really go down over the past month, and really could
not imagine him getting much worse. Each of us is having a difficult
time in our own way and a difficult time with how each of the rest of
us are dealing with it. So please pray for mercy for Dad, first of all.
I don't know how much more debilitation he can handle. And pray for us,
that the Lord's peace be with us all. | | |
| I have been awed with the pessimism i have seen over the past few weeks about celebrating the holidays. 15 and 16 year olds are basically emotionally saying "bah humbug" mostly because what used to be real Christmas celebrations are now emotionally upsetting days. When family does come over, I guess either there is fighting or the older siblings are more interested in what the next friend is doing, or that they "have to work the next day" that they don't take time to appreciate the younger ones they left behind. Favorites are chosen, and gifts are given with that perspective, thus hurting the ones who need the love.
"Grown" children (18-25 unmarried) affect the spirits of their teenage siblings. Even the parents ignore the emotional well-being of their younger ones, probably due to mid-life crisis or something else so immense.
It just baffles me.
Christmas is supposed to be about celebrating what Jesus did coming to earth. It's about celebrating the power of God come to earth. It's about the ultimate gift. That's why we give gifts to one another and celebrate the people closest to us in life. It's supposed to be a time of joy, of love, of kindness.
Daily drama should be dropped and forgotten, like what the shepherds did when they left their flock to go see Jesus.
So take it or leave it, if you are an older parent to older kids (teenagers to single adults), make sure that all of your kids are emotionally encouraged, and loved, and taken care of in their love language.
This, I guess is all shaded by the fact that this could be my last Christmas with my dad, due to his lung cancer. I am more keenly aware that each moment with him is precious.
So if you are a teenager, take to heart what is going on in your house. Make sure that when you are a parent, or older sibling, you use your heart during the holidays and always think of other people. Create a new tradition, if need be, where you can learn to love the holidays, and appreciate them for what they are supposed to mean...
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