Finding Joy ~ Happiness In The Journey ~ Happy Valentine

Hello my dear friends, thank you

for staying with me as I have

been a hit and miss blogger.

I started my blog with sharing in mind.

Sharing with you my journey through life.

I like to share my talents, my home,

my love of all thing beautiful and praiseworthy.

Along the way I share with you my joy, my

happiness, my ups and my downs. 

My pillars of strength.

And since Valentine's Day is only a day away

I want to share with you 

a few of my favorite things.

Yes my Family is the light of my life.

My Faith is the pillar to hold me up.

And Friends.

Oh how empty my life would be without

these three.

These two little characters are part of my

life and oh, how I love them.

They are my loyal companions.

They love me no matter what.

And I love them.

Teddy Roosevelt and Johnny Cash!

Who would have thought?

I am blessed and I am grateful for my

Talents. . It gives me joy and happiness

to create.

And Share.

Picture overload!

But I want to share!

And so. . . 

I wish you all a 

Happy Valentine's Day!

With love in your heart

Find the joy and happiness

in your Journey.

Little Amish Boys

Hello from my snow covered  part of the country

It is beautiful.

This was actually taken before the 

Big storm hit.

18 inches of snow in the valley, 

Much more in the mountains.

But the focus of my post today is not

about the snow or the beautiful mountains

that surround me.

This precious picture is what I want to tell you about.

I gave this to my Dad and Step- mother

27 years ago as a Christmas gift.

The moment I set my eyes on it I knew it

belonged to my Dad.

It now hangs in my home.

My Dad passed away 23 years ago this month.

My step-mother has moved from their home

so she can live with her daughter.

My step-mother is 86 years old

and cannot live alone.

This beautiful watercolor that my Dad loved 

so much has been returned to me.

It now hangs prominently in my living room

It was painted by

Eric Mohn

who was injured in a car accident in 1963.

He is confined to a wheelchair with

limited use of his arms.

He paints with the brush between his teeth.

My Dad was injured in a auto accident in 1955

He lived the next 40 years confined to a wheelchair.

The painting has significant meaning to me.

Here Is A Little Update

Hello Everyone

And

Thank goodness it is

Oh this short little month

is a very welcome sight.

For me

means there is light at the end of

my dark Winter days.

thank you for giving me

HOPE!

I am serious, I have really had

a struggle in the last month

with my depression.

Oh yes, I suffer with the curse of

DEPRESSION

The illness no one wants to talk about.

Most of us do not

want anyone to know we have it.

At least that is how I am.

I put a very good mask on so no one

will know I am in such turmoil and chaos

on the inside.

Believe me I could write a book on how to

to make yourself feel better.

 Have positive thoughts,

Exercise.

Get plenty of rest.

 Simplify your life.

Serve others.

(there is a good one when you can't even serve yourself)

Pray

Trust God

Have Faith.

Seek professional help.

It is hard my friends!

It is real, it is all consuming.

It is a constant battle for some of us.

There are periods of good days and months

And then the "beast" rares its head.

And I am barely able to breathe.

"They" can mend and fix just about

anything. . . . . BUT. . . 

What about me?