Eating Ice Cream with My Fingers – A Fresh Perspective

I am in year 3 of my blog.

In the early days of this blog, there are posts that received little exposer.

I have a new category ‘Reruns – A Fresh Perspective’.  This category reposts these earlier posts that received little exposer and a fresh perspective on how I feel about them today.

This post was originally posted on May 19, 2015 –

Have you ever eaten ice cream with your fingers?

I remember back at a time, maybe 25 years ago, when I was going through one of many rough times in my life.

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This particular time in my life was rough because I was struggling to survive to make ends meet, to move forward.  This particular time in my life was just one of many where I was experiencing life’s bumpy road.  I was going through my divorce and working a job that did not pay well.  I was depressed, alone, paying child support for several kids, trying to pay bills, just trying to survive; and wondering where my next penny was coming from.  During this period of struggle, even though the money was minimal I needed to do something for myself.  I felt I needed to ‘treat’ myself because I did not want to neglect myself, I did not want to neglect my well-being.  I gave myself a ‘treat’ at least once a month.  One month I bought a cheap picture to put on a bare wall in my apartment of little furnishings.  I needed something to look at besides the wall paper.

Another month I decided to buy ice cream as a ‘treat’ for myself – I needed it!  I went to the store and bought the ice cream and was excited and looked forward to the moment of eating it because it was so desired.  As soon as I arrived to my apartment I immediately wanted to eat the ice cream.  But wait!  It occurred to me that I have no silverware; no spoons, no forks, no knifes, nothing.  I had no plates, no bowls, no cups; I had nothing!  My apartment of little furnishings was not going to prevent me from eating the ice cream I desired.  I used my fingers; I used my fingers for as long as I could, until they became cold and I felt they were getting frost bite.  The well desired ice cream was good and I felt good.

I think back at this one moment in time when I wanted something that I felt I needed, desired and deserved.  Even when the tools were not there for me to use, I ate my ice cream anyway.  I will never stop eating ice cream even when it appears sometime will prevent me from doing so.  There is nothing that can stop be from eating my ice cream.

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So, if you do not have the tools to eat your ice cream – don’t let that stop you, there is always another way to eat ice cream.  I know how.

A Fresh Perspective –

Not much has changed with this attitude today.  It is important to treat ourselves and especially when times are tough.  So, no matter the struggle, no matter the time in our life; we should ‘treat’ ourselves, even when we may not have the utensils to do so.

beauty of each moment

With family members here visiting this past weekend, I have fallen behind.  With my current health, my body fatigues easily and I need more rest.

More rest means I am spending less time doing other things – such as WP related activities.

I have fallen behind.  So, a short post for today.

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O-O-H CHILD

I wrote this post prior to my recent hospital stay.

Early morning and I am drinking coffee.

The lights are dim, just the way I like it in the mornings before others have awaken.

The body pain is a little stronger this morning than usual.

And then a song pops in my head.

And I remember the words and the music and I sing a portion of it in my head.

Ooh-oo child

Things are gonna get easier

Ooh-oo child

Things’ll get brighter

Ooh-oo child

Things are gonna get easier

Ooh-oo child

Things’ll get brighter

Some day, yeah

We’ll get it together and we’ll get it all done

Some day

When your head is much lighter

My mornings are usually the same; wake in pain, about a level 5, drink coffee in silence to reflect and ponder about myself, my cancer, my life and my upcoming day.

This particular morning as I was doing my usual morning routine, a song popped in my head for a reason.

Was someone or something sending me a reminder?

That morning, a song that popped in my head is O-O-H CHILD by The Five Stairsteps

It is a good reminder for me and I think maybe a good reminder for the world we live in.

Stop & Listen

Back in December of last year, in my post ‘Reveille‘, I wrote the following words –

In the mornings after reveille, the National Anthem is played.  In the United States, we play the National Anthem before sporting events and sometimes other types of activities where large amounts of people are gathered.  I would acknowledge the song and maybe sing along with it or, maybe not.  Since living at NAS, that has changed; I feel differently when I hear this song now.  The song has more meaning for me.  Why?

No matter where on the base one is – when the National Anthem is played in the morning or evening, everyone stops what they are doing and gives their attention.  Military personal both active and retired salute and civilians with their hand on their heart.  My heart pounds as I am stopped in my tracks and begin singing the National Anthem – what an honor.

In today’s post, I write the following –

From Wikipedia –

The Star-Spangled Banner” is the national anthem of the United States of America. The lyrics come from “Defence of Fort M’Henry”, a poem written on September 14, 1814, by the 35-year-old lawyer and amateur poet Francis Scott Key after witnessing the bombardment of Fort McHenry by British ships of the Royal Navy in Baltimore Harbor during the Battle of Baltimore in the War of 1812. Key was inspired by the large American flag, the Star-Spangled Banner, flying triumphantly above the fort during the American victory.

My friend and fellow blogger Jennie over at A Teacher’s Reflections published a wonderful post back in November of last year about the significance of this song with children.  I did not realize there is a book The Star Spangled Banner by Peter Spier that depicts the words to this song in full color illustrations.  Please stop over to Jennie’s blog and check out her wonderful post Children and “The Star Spangled Banner”.

Having lived on the Naval Air Station (NAS) Pensacola, Florida – I heard this song every morning.  We sing it many times in our lives without much thought into the words and the meaning of the song.  I realize the following video is rather long (11:38 minutes), but if you have time to watch it, please do.  I hope you listen to the words and watch the video today, and learn something you may have not known and maybe just maybe, it brings to you a new significance; and the next time you hear it, a since of honor and pride will fill your heart.

high-flying

Last month, I wrote in my post ‘Moment of Silence‘, that Gary and I attended the NAS Pensacola Blue Angels Homecoming Air Show that was held just across the street from our RV park on the Pensacola Naval Air Station.

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I took many pictures and wanted to share some with you.

merriam-webster.com has the following –

high–flying

Simple Definition of high–flying

: flying far above the ground

: very successful or determined to succeed

image1Man must rise above the Earth—to the top of the atmosphere and beyond—for only thus will he fully understand the world in which he lives.

— Socrates

Good things require work

I recently read a well written blog post from my good friend Osyth over at Half Baked In Paradise.  The title of her post is ‘Good God (or The Devil) is in the detail‘, and I encourage everyone to take time and hop over to her blog and read her inspiring post.

I hope Osyth does not mind if I take a couple of her sentences from her outstanding post and use them here.  Osyth’s own written words –

Here’s the thing, we can all be decent just because we want to be decent.  It is absolutely in all our hands and minds and hearts to want to change and to stop being selfishly driven by our own needs and to accept that we are all particular and that none of us is a better particular, a more worthy particular than any other.

What I will bring to you is the detail of harmony, peace and tolerance – not things that just magically happen but things that require work.

In my video post ‘Have a Happy Day‘, I spoke about my aches and pains I am experiencing every day and my ‘bad’ mood I am in.  These aches, pains & ‘bad’ mood are affecting my motivation and patience and energy level.  But I continue to move forward not letting these difficulties stop me from trying to ‘Have a Happy Day’.

My nights are increasing in the lack of sleep I am receiving due to pain and discomfort, and I wake every morning tired, feeling lifeless with spirits down.  These difficult nights, the lower right back pain and the burning bladder are all taking a toll on my body and my emotions.  I am crying more in the mornings, not necessarily because of the pain, but more so because of the quality of life I am experiencing.  I think about the significance of my illness and think to myself; people either do not understand or do not care.

So the physical pain and the emotional pain are beating me down.  It is difficult for me to be in a good mood, to be happy, be grateful and thankful.  I feel none of these right now.

But then I read Osyth’s written words; that post and those sentences.  Reading her words, she reminds me “not things that just magically happen but things that require work.”  I am allowing myself to feel sorrow for myself, and this is okay for a while.  During this time of sorrow, I become selfish; angry and frustrated that those who should be interested in my wellbeing are not.  I know they are, and I know life, and I know I do not always receive that which I desire.

Osyth’s written words remind me, I will work on my motivation, my patience, being grateful and thankful for those that are in my life and the good things that I have.  These good things do not just magically happen.

And I continue to work on these good things again for another day.

Thank you Osyth for an outstanding post – one that enlightens me and benefits me – I am grateful.

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Life as a Goldfish

In my post ‘Life begins out of my comfort zone‘, I ended with the following –

images5FY7ICW1I will leave the home comfort zone as the current home is being sold.  I will leave my set ways, my current habits and start anew.  I will do this: but I will admit I have some uncertainty and some fear.  But then again if I do not try my life will not begin again.  The time is ticking, am I ready?  The current home is selling, am I ready?  The decision has been made, am I ready?

Life begins out of my comfort zone, am I ready?

In today’s post, I start with the following –

Not long ago, I read a post titled ‘Are you a goldfish’ on the blog theutopiauniverse.  Please go over and visit Brooke’s site as there are a great many interesting and inspirational posts there.

That post, I connected with and felt it applied to me and my life.  That post is about us living in a goldfish bowl doing the same thing and not pushing ourselves to do something different.  I am leaving my goldfish bowl to venture out into uncharted waters to explore the unknown.  What will I encounter and will I be fearful to what l find in those waters?  Will I be like Ishmael from the book Moby Dick who believes he has signed up for a routine commission only to find a tragic ending?  Or will I be like Dory from the movie Finding Nemo and speak whale and find a happy ending, find my way back home safely, wherever it may be?

images1UR7MPUOthenextweb.com article ‘Why leaving your comfort zone can be so rewarding’ includes the following –

So, why should we push ourselves outside of our comfort zone from time to time?

You can achieve more

You’ll lead a more fulfilled life

You’ll deal with change better

You’ll be more creative

In my post I wrote last year ‘The Home Comfort Zone‘, I concluded with the following –

My comfort zone that is my current home is holding me back from living and growing – soon, I believe the moving from my comfort zone will take place!

In today’s post I conclude with the summary of a book I read as a child –

From Wikipedia.org ‘A Fish Out Of Water’ –

The story is about a boy who buys a fish, named Otto, from a pet store. The store owner, Mr. Carp, gives the boy instructions on how to care for the fish, including strict feeding instructions: “Never feed him a lot. Never more than a spot! Or something may happen.

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You never know what.” When the boy disobeys these instructions out of compassion for his new pet, Otto begins to outgrow his fishbowl. This leads the boy to move him into lots of vases and a bathtub until he floods the house.

The boy requests help from a police officer and the fire department, who help him take Otto down to the local pool. There, they drop the fish in, causing it to expand to the size of the pool and scare off all of the swimmers. Unsure of what to do, the boy calls Mr. Carp. He is not surprised as boys always ignore his feeding instructions. When Mr. Carp arrives, he dives into the pool and pulls Otto below. Eventually, he emerges with the fish, back to its normal size. He refuses to say how he did it but tells the boy to never overfeed Otto again, and the boy takes his advice to heart.

What is the meaning of this story?  Don’t feed a fish too much food?  Or maybe as we grow; leaving the fishbowl into a large vase or bathtub or even a large swimming pool can be a good thing, right?