Don’t forget to look over on the left in the category cloud for Irish Blessings. There is sure to be some inspiration there for your holiday journaling.
I sometimes have so much bottled up inside of me and so many simultaneous trains of thoughts that I have no idea where to begin when I want to journal.
I recently found a good website for inspiration. There are good suggestions here whether you journal in the traditional manner, or you journal for scrapbooking. http://debbiehodge.com/2012/03/keep-a-5-year-journal-progress-to-date-and-prompts-for-april/
There are suggestions here for 365 days of the year.
I have been spending a lot of time in hospitals lately. My Dad recently passed away from esophagheal cancer. Then my Mom developed an ulcerated place on her foot. Three days after she came home, she fell and broke her shoulder. While she has been staying at my house, she developed infection in her kidneys and had to be rehospitalized. The day after she came home, my husband became ill and had to go to the ER.
Have you ever had something funny happen to you at the hospital? I have had several things happen. When I was a teenager, my Grandpa was in the cardiac ICU at Ohio State University Hospital. We lived in a suburb of Cincinnati and had to travel there on weekends to visit him. My Dad hated it when someone double parked. We had a small Mazda hatchback at the time. After driving around for a half an hour looking for a parking place, we passed by a spot where someone had double parked their car. Dad told me to get out and he was going to park. He squeezed the car into the tiny space left next to the other car. Then he climbed over the back seat and out the hatch, in order to get out. I never did figure out how those people got back into their car.
A while back Mom had a few trips to the ER due to her diabetes. On the first trip, they gave her too much insulin and her blood sugar level dropped so fast it almost killed her. On the second trip she was afraid they would repeat it and instead of saying that was the problem, she was being really hateful and contrary with the nurses. So, I told her that she needed to be careful what she said to them because they were the ones taking care of her and they might give her a shot with an air bubble in it if she wasn’t careful. I thought it was funny, but I’m not so sure Mom did.
About 3 years ago, I had a desk chair that broke and flipped me over backwards. I hurt my back pretty bad and had to go to the ER. While I was sitting in the hallway outside of radiology waiting on my turn to be x-rayed, there was another patient wheeled up to wait too. There are these grab bars all along the hallway in most hospitals. He tried to move his wheel chair over by grabbing one and pulling. It almost flipped him out in the floor instead. I tried to hide my smile, but he caught me anyway. So, to make him feel better, I told him don’t feel bad, I’m here because I flipped over backwards in my desk chair. He didn’t feel so bad then.
If you maintain a good sense of humor, even hospitals can cause funny situations.
I recently read a journaling prompt which asked, “What makes you feel Powerful.” I know that for some people having children makes them feel powerful because their children are completely under their control. Some people feel powerful in jobs positions which give them subordinate employees. I know for a fact that many school teachers and principals get a charge from their authority.
The thing that first made me feel powerful and in awe simultaneously was realizing that just by being in the same room with my husband could have an effect on him. I am not necessarily referring to sexual chemistry. After we met we have never wanted to be apart. We immediatly became halves of a whole and each other. I know that he feels the same way, because he has said so without my prompting. It may be true that absense makes the heart grow stronger. We used to live 3 hours from each other.
I also remember that when I was in junior high school I realized that my words or my level of vocaublary gave me an edge over kids who had teased me mercilessly since kindergarden. Suddenly I realized that with a well worded sentence that I could turn their insults back on them. I took particular satisfaction from insulting them in a way that they didn’t understand and it was even greater when they had to ask someone what I had just said and make fools of themselves. Truly the pen/word is mightiers than the sword. I also had to learn not to abuse the power.
What makes you feel powerful
When I read this quote, it so very beutifully echoed what my intent as a parent has always been. Ask them, and they will tell you different. But I know in my heart what I wanted for them.
To believe in a child is to believe in the future. Through their
aspirations they will save the world. With their combined knowledge
the turbulent seas of hate and injustice will be calmed. They will
champion the causes of life’s underdogs, forging a society without
class discrimination. They will supply humanity with music and beauty
as it has never known. They will endure. Towards these ends I pledge
my life’s work. I will supply the children with tools and knowledge
to overcome the obstacles. I will pass on the wisdom of my years
and temper it with patience. I shall impact in each child the desire
to fulfill his or her dream. I shall teach.
– – – Henry James
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This site has many prompts and I’m gonna use some of them.
The first one on the list is: What is something you don’t like about yourself?
I have high standards and am frequently disappointed when other people can’t meet my standards. Not about stupid stuff like which way the toilet paper hangs. I just have a high moral standard. I think sometimes what would be better? If I lowered my standards so people don’t disappoint me, or if I were able to get people to take things more seriously.
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