In The Middle With Me: September 2012

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Day 24 and Day 25

September 24 - Before Bedtime

September 25 - Frame

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Day 23 - Three Things - Hear no evil, See no evil, Speak no evil.

Hear no evil - See no evil - Speak no evil

Let's try this again. Whoops Hear no evil, you can open your eyes.

One more time please.

OK, I give up.

Sunday Scavenger Hunt - September 23, 2012

Here we go with this week's Scavenger Hunt.

1. Cracked

2. Fallen

3. Ordinary Colour

(for a basketball, that is)

4. Bokeh

5. Fence

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Friday, September 21, 2012

Happy Birthday to the Man of the House

Day 18 - Day 22

Day 18 - Price

Day 19 - Underneath

Day 20 - Man Made

Day 21 - Sometimes

Sometimes my son comes home from University

to raid the refrigerator.

Day 22 - Look Up

Monday, September 17, 2012

Sept. 16 and 17 - photo challenge

Day 16 - Unusual

While a lighthouse is not particularly unusual, it is unusual

for me to see one in my day.

Day 17 - A Glimpse in my Fridge

Celebrating Womanhood - Because Women are Amazing

Hosted by Living, Learning, and Loving Life, Cabin Goddess, Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dave, Tea With Dee, and alchemyofscrawl.

For one day, we want to drown out negativity and celebrate the beauty and pride of women.

These days it seems that some people want us to be ashamed of being women. They want us to believe that we’re less: less intelligent, less important, less human. There is so much negativity out there. For one day, we want to flood the internet with positive messages about women.

What would I do without the women in my life?

With all the talk of equality of the sexes, and how men and women are the same, I have to respectfully disagree. I think there are significant differences. Of course, there are always exceptions to the rule but I will speak in the generalities of the women that I know and love. Yes, women are equal in the eyes of God, but there is no question that we are made distinctly differently. To see this, one has only to observe the way that little boys and girls play. Girls seem to nuture and discuss; boys battle.

Men, as they mature, seem to gravitate toward independence. Whereas, women thrive on interdependence. Often my "women friends" seem to know me and the way I think, as well as, or dare I say, even better than my husband.

Historically, this sisterhood need has been met in many different ways. There was the"quilting bee", getting together to put up food for the winter, or bridge club, meals for those who are ill, have lost a loved one, or had a new baby. We women may meet over coffee just for a break from daily drudgeries. Women know how to make each other feel loved and accepted. It is a gift.

In my life, I've been blessed with great relationships with other women. God has sent certain people into my life just when I most needed them. Whether for a season, or for a reason, women have held me up, kept me going, selflessly cared for me in numerous ways. They have showed understanding and compassion and disagreed without judgement. There have been those who have laughed with me, cried with me, talked some sense into me and gone along with some of my crazy schemes. When women work together, it seems there is nothing that cannot be accomplished. The hand that rocks the cradle truly does rule the world.

Beginning with my mother, my grandmothers and aunts, many friends and acquaintances, and right down to my daughters, I am so thankful for the women in my life.

What would I do without them?

I never want to find out.