Ladyhrtlovesu

That is so neat. I've moved around a lot the past few years, going to places where I did not know a single person. I love the adventure of it!

I never thought of it that way. I like your view point and think that opens a great many new thoughts.

Thank goodness that Mother persisted and did not give up! Poor baby, but parents will have an "exciting" story to tell the baby once she is old enough to ask about when she was born.

I never would have thought of that! I wonder, if by mixing it into her ice cream, if it would make it a texture she could swallow? I just might have to give that a try!

Thank you for your suggestion. I like the idea of something with peanut butter, She likes it, but can not have it because she can not swallow it. She gets no sugar added ice cream about 7pm or 8 depending on when she asks for it. Im hoping for things that will keep her blood sugar stable for the length of time she wants to sleep.

I have a question I'm hoping some of ya'll could give me some ideas on. The elderly lady I take care of just recently got out of the nursing home. Since being home she is enjoying being on her OWN schedule and has been wanting to sleep late. At the nursing home, she had her breakfast at 7am, and her body has adjusted to that schedule. She wants to sleep til about nine, which puts breakfast about 9:30am. I want to accomidate her but as a diabetic, her last meal of the night is six pm and then she eats no sugar added ice cream about nine. This means, she has about a 12 hr space between her significant meal and her breakfast. Are there any ideas out there for a high protiene low carb snack that does not include anything with cheese, dairy, processed proteine bars, nuts, or vegetables?? (Did I mention she's a picky eater?) NO bread or crackers of any kind because she can't swallow those. Though I'm looking online, I thought I'd see if anyone here has some ideas. So far, I've come up with deviled eggs, lunch meat roll ups, and fruit cups. Thanks in advance for the ideas!

I drive a 1997 Mazda MPV (looks like a boxey mini van) but they call it a "truck". It has decent gas mileage and gets me where I need to go safely. Has not left me on the side of the road yet. ...IF I could have ANY vehicle I WANTED and Money was no object....I'd choose a 60's model Mustang convertable

Hi there, Sounds like you've been though quite alot in a short period of time. Sometimes, when God moves, he does so swiftly and in my instance, kinda feels like he hits ya with a load of bricks. When the time is right, (his time, not yours) God will put you right where he wants you. I don't say that lightly. I was unemployed for over a year! I was really stressed and I lost everything. To the point of having to depend completely on God to supply even my most basic needs. But, when God says he will take care of you and that he will provide for you, he really, really means it! Took me almost that whole year to understand that (slow learner I guess). Another painful and not always pleasant lesson God taught me is that sometimes the people in our lives are there for good reason and some are there that cause more harm than good. I used to have a tendancy to allow the wrong types of folks to enter my life. God had to take me though a season in my life where he taught me to be more selective in who I allow to become close to me in my life and why it is so important to use discresernment. It's not easy to let people go who have been a part of your life. But in order to fully become the brand new person God wants you to be, I've learned sometimes you have to let go of the old. Changes in our life, especially a lot of them in short time frames, are scary. They leave us feeling like Peter when he stepped out of the boat onto the stormy sea. They can shake our faith. Crack our confidance, and make us want to run for what is familiar and comforting. If we are new to having a relationship with Jesus, then he is the unknown in our life and instead of running to him, we run back to what we know. Sometimes, its the very thing God is trying to get us to let go of. Each day, God is speaking to your heart. He is opening your eyes (spiritually) to the things around you. The Holy Spirit is causing you to see the things in your life that have kept you seperate from God. He is helping you to clean house. Listen to HIM, he will direct your path and HE will give you wisdom. He is transforming you into the being he desires you to be. It's a remarkable journey. One each and every one of us have to travel. But we are never alone! He is always right there next to us, waiting for us to talk to him. To seek his input. To ask his advice. To ask the questions he is wanting to answer for us. I can not wait to hear what God does for you next!!

God has always been an active force in my life for as long as I can remember. The day God became REAL instead of just a story book god I read about or heard about, I was five. My cat, which was the center of my life ventured next door where my neighbor raised birds and rabbits. It was well known he would shoot cats on sight. one day I found my cat in a flower bed by the house, with a hole right on the top of her head. My mom said she had been shot, and that there was nothing we could do. We did not have the money to take her to the vet. She suggested I pray for God to end her suffering and to ask my Grandpa to come over and take care of her. I went to my Grandpa and told him what was wrong. I had seen him kill rabbits before and when I saw he had gotten his hammer and was going towards my cat, I had a full blown five year old temper tantrum, the likes never been seen again. I put my cat in a box in my room. Grandpa asked what I inteneded to to, and I said I was going to ask God to heal her. That night I did pray. I held my cat in my arms and cried and prayed for her. Then, because its what my Mom did when I had sores, I squirted BACTINE in the wound and covered with Vaseline. The cat did not die over night, as everyone else had thought she would. Mom said I was being mean by making her suffer. I told her she wasn't suffering, because God was taking care of her. The second day, my cat ate and drank normally. For a week I prayed for my cat. On Good Friday, my cat will be 27 years old. I have no idea how old that is in cat years, but the family is starting to think she will never die. She has had a good, full life. She is old, yes...but she still plays with string and she still catches mice. I no longer have her. We moved when I was 9 and I had to give her to my Grandma. When my Grandma died, she went to my Grandma's Bingo friend. I still get pics of her laying in the sun room or waiting by the fridge for her milk. Through her healing, God inforced his existance in my life as a very real "person" and not just a far off figure read about in a book.