Bee well

I was reading this month’s issue of Skirt! magazine (www.skirt.com) and ran across an ad for Bee Well Wishes (www.beewellwishes.com).  This is a lovely company that developed after a woman had a tumor while pregnant, but due to feeding tubes and allergies, could not accept the loving gifts of food and flowers.  Instead, her favorite gift was a pair of comfy pajamas.  I cannot tell you how many days I have spent in pajamas over the last six years.  When you are severely disabled, all you can do is sit around in bed.

I think that the “bee” design is very poignant.  Bees remind me of the bittersweetness of life.  Sometimes we have to go through a horrible sting in order to get something as sweet as honey.  I even have a tattoo of a bee on my back.  Mind you, Melissa means “honeybee” in Ancient Greek, so it reminds me of something that is near and dear to my heart.  While in the hospital recently for depression, I even decided to make my own “feel-good” pillow case which reminded me of the good things in my life.  On it, I drew a bee.  Little did I know that a company was already out there making blankets and pillowcases with the same design for just the same purpose.

So, the next time you feel the urge to send someone a gift who is ill, please turn to this company.  Believe me, flowers will die and food will be consumed, but pillowcases, blankets, and pajamas will be used time and time again.  And everytime the recipient looks at this lovely gift, she will remember all of the wishes to “Bee Well,” and her spirit will be renewed.

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“To Everything There Is A Season”

Tonight I had a lovely chat with my dear old friend who just lost a child to miscarriage.  She has miraculously turned this personal tragedy into a triumph by creating her own foundation called Snowflakes of Hope (http://www.snowflakesofhope.faithweb.com/) for those who have suffered the loss of a child to miscarriage or stillbirth.  Talking with her and viewing her site reminded me of my own loss.

Loss runs deep and wide in my world.  I have lost my health due to chronic migraines and severe Fibromyalgia.  I have lost my chosen career because I was too sick to work.  I have lost my love and best friend because he was unable to cope with my illnesses.  I have lost my independence and moved back home after being ill.  I even lost the will to continue on this path shortly after the death of my close cousin.  Yet, with every loss, I find that there is something to be gained.

When I lost my health, I gained faith.  When I lost my career, I gained hope.  When I lost my love, I regained my family.  When I lost my independence, I gained the world of expression.  And when I lost my cousin, I gained the love of her 10 year old daughter who has come to live with us.  Now I am helping to raise a challenging child, using my talents as a teacher, seeking help for my illnesses, inquiring about returning to school, and attending religious services.  “To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under Heaven.” (Ecclesiastes 3:1)  Seasons are changing.  I can feel the winds beginning to blow.

Evergreen Grrrl!

This past summer I was hospitalized for perhaps the worse bout of depression I have ever experienced.  This is probably why I chose “To Write Love On Her Arms” as my SocialVibe charity of choice.   Having reached an all time low, with my disability due to chronic migraines and severe fibromyalgia, being unable to teach or finish graduate school, losing my life love, moving back to BFE, and finally the death of my close cousin, I lost the will to continue down this path we call life.

While in the hospital, I met a lovely man who very quickly became a close companion.  Before leaving his stent at the hospital, he drew an amazing picture and gave copies to all of those that had touched him while he was there.  This pencil drawing depicted all of the things that led him to his place in life.  On the bottom, he wrote: “Stay green.”  I pondered over this image for a second because there was nothing “GREEN” about it.  Not even the paper it was drawn on had been recycled.  I asked him what he meant by the phrase and he so eloquently stated that to be green is to be young, always willing to know and grow, taking in all that surrounds us, easily adaptable, and ready for change.

He had no knowledge of my own personal quests: religion, health, independence, wisdom, love, and a greater view of myself and the change that I could make for myself or others.  So I have now adopted this motto of “staying green,” hence the title of this blog.  I hope that you will allow me to travel this road at my own pace with the guidance of those sages that inspire me daily.  I encourage you to travel this road as well, stay evergreen, and allow the grrrl to express herself.

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