Happy New Year and First Post for 2016

I thought it was only fitting that since my last entry was January 3, 2015 that I wait till January 3, 2016 to blog again.

Happy New Year to you all!

We all have resolutions for the new year, some that we fulfill and some that we don’t. 

I need to be more faithful in my blogging. Just do it! Be less a perfectionist.

I want to journal-blog each month.  

I need to be consistent with updates to my Instagram and Facebook Page.  

I need to spend more evenings repainting furniture. 

I need to sew more projects. 

I want to take better pictures. 

I want to start playing the piano again. 

I need to keep my office space organized. 

I need to finish painting the house. 

I need to exercise and walk the dog more. 

I want to collect unique accessories for the house.

AND on a more personal note:

I want to be a more loving wife, less selfish and more patient.

The past year has been pretty good.  I’ll take it over the year before.  I’m in the process of writing about the last months in 2014.  That was the year we moved back to Alberta.  It’s a long process to do this writing thing.  It was a personal journey for me and our family.  I’m writing it basically for me but I know there are those who might find it good to read about what happens when a family goes thru a crisis like we did.  I’ll be posting it here in my blog when I get it done.

I had time for a few projects in 2015.  

We bought our first RV and did a lot of camping.  We hope to do a lot again this year but we’ll have to wait and see how that turns out.

I’m excited and anxious about what this year holds for our family.  I’m hoping that a few dreams come true and maybe a few surprises come along that excite us beyond anything we could ever imagine for us.  These aren’t secrets at all, but if you follow me on this blog you will find out all the things my heart hopes for and see the path that our life has been travelling on. 

~ Bonny

Good Things – best of 2014

What a year!  I wish I had more projects to show you but alas the year just didn’t end on a great note for our family.  While we anticipated our move to Alberta and back to family, our plans changed a bit in September and the year definitely ended a lot different than we ever thought it would.

But here are some photos of the projects I did manage to get done

in the first few months of 2014.

Note: click on the hi-lited word that links you to the original post.

 

 

My dad’s antlers.  I have boxes in the basement that I’m anxious to finish. 

I just LOVE the way these turned out!

 

 

These CLAY BOWLS  are so pretty and so useful. 

So much fun to create using beautiful doilies.

 

 

 

What can I say about my current computer table in my office. 

It’s gorgeous and look at the sheen! 

 

 

These pictures just don’t capture the beauty of this door because of poor lighting in our bedroom.  This door is solid and just too heavy to carry it about the house looking for the best light.

 

 

I loved these matching end tables and hated to part with them. 

I think Graphite is my favourite paint color.

 

 

Just a fun little project.  This mirror has so much detail in the frame! 

So pretty!

 

 

I need to work on this concept a bit more but I love the way this

picture turned out of my Mom & Dad! 

 

 

Oh, the classic Rocking Chair.  What can I say . . . read the blog link.

 

 

Another project I loved doing!  My first attempt at enhancing the real wood on this square table and adding paint to add some character. 

Again, I used my favorite color.

So, as 2015 begins, the projects are lining up and I’m excited to get them ALL done and work them into some corner in our newly purchased home!

That’s unless I sell them, and then I’ll be sad,

but I'll be purchasing more treasures for sure!!

 

Journaling

entry NO. 1

I’m hearing whining . . . Meeka is up and needs to go outside.  I finally fell asleep and now I’m so groggy as I head to the kitchen to let puppy out.

I crawl back to bed wondering how Greg’s night was.  I think I should get up with a strong cup of coffee and begin my journal.  I begin to plan out the ‘table of contents’ in my brain.  How do you begin when it’s been so long and I have so much to put to paper.  I turn my phone on.  Oh a message from Greg  (J )

6: 31 am - “good morning, not sure if you’re awake yet . . . ’ “

7:10 am - I’m responding and wonder why aren’t you responding to MY response?”

Panic is on the edge of my brain.  I’m trying to begin to journal at 7 this morning after I got a text from Greg.  He hasn’t responded to my response yet so I continue to write (type) out my thoughts trying to be calm.  I’ve learnt that anything can be an alarm and anything can be a ‘nothing’ moment.  So I wait . . . and here I begin . . .

For approximately $1.95 plus tax I purchased a small book in a store in the hospital to begin noting the days that were spent in the Health Science Center hospital in Winnipeg.

To this day I haven’t opened the little book.  I don’t want to re-read all the information in there, all the emotions, all the ‘stuff’ that Greg had to go thru in the month of October.  Not yet.

7:50 a.m. - Finally a response back, “I went back to sleep”.

I continue now to write as my panic button is on hold for now.  I even called the nurses’ station. Could be they moved him to another room, could be he’s scheduled for more tests due to bad test results, so many reasons flood my mind.  I don’t have any calmness left in my system when I’m not in Greg’s room to actually see what’s happening.

So many memories of days past.  Now they come tumbling forward as I collect them here.  The lady who left her false teeth in a Kleenex box and now they’re gone, the drywaller who can’t breath, the farting (giggle), the call for nurses’ aids to help in room 9 (you know what that means), a ‘mercy bed’ and family in tears, the lady in the next curtained room and the noise never erased from your mind as she falls out of bed, the calls in the night “nurse nurse! ”, the codes over the intercom as nurses run, the blank eyes of other families gathering in the ICU lounge, and more personal yet is the crowded salmon-colored ward in A4-448, the tubes, the injections, the blood transfusions, the monitored breathing, the blankets piled high to keep him warm, the coughing, the physio guys who helped calm the coughing, the x-rays, the doctor jibberish (I’m right here-tell me!), and finally the calmness that came when moved from the ‘salmon-colored’ ward to ‘high observation’, the nurses’ smiles, the caring touch, the extra minute spent with us explaining, the laughs, the walks for coffee, more physio, talk of discharge, the chair they gave me to sleep on, the talks with the nurses (they really ARE the backbone of how your stay will be in the hospital).  I’ll probably talk more about these events and memories as I journal back.  But for now, I have to end this time and get ready to see Greg.  It’s Sunday and we’re finally in Alberta.  HOME! 

Is this what we had envisioned?  Silly, of course not, but it is the now and we shall be strong, stronger.  I’m looking to the future and hoping for all the good things in life.  Love, Health and Happiness.