Act Of Kindness

For some reason I’ve been thinking of acts of kindness, usually random acts. I have noticed that people are holding doors open for us, guess it’s our age.

I have always tried to do an act of kindness each day, even if it’s to my husband. If we are in the house all day by ourselves, I try to do something different. Perhaps I’ll write him a love note, or make something to eat that he didn’t expect. Or silly things, like rubbing his leg, kissing the top of his head.

It makes me feel good to do this. I think everyone does feel good about doing an act of kindness. The important thing is to be aware. Think about doing something, and think about it actively. Keep it in the back of your mind, and when the occasion comes up, do that act of kindness.

And don’t forget to do the same for yourself. Reread a book that you loved, take a walk by yourself and notice the scenery around you, watch kids in a pool having a great time, take some pictures, write in a journal with a colorful pen. Do a collage of where you want to be next year at this time. Surprise yourself.

Put on rose colored glasses and think of positive things for you, your family, your friends and your country.  Make a special day or hour for yourself, do what you want to do. Even if it’s nothing.

I did that today for myself. Left off my makeup so my skin could breathe, didn’t go out of the house, I read, wrote in my journal, did a little bit of paperwork and listened to music. For me, today was a treat. How about you? What would you like a day for yourself to look like?

For an act of kindness, Adopt A Caregiver. It’s the gift that lasts forever and costs nothing.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

www.adoptacaregiver.com

Computer Problems

Wow, you never realize how much you miss your computer until you can’t use it. My husband has several viruses on his, and we are trying to work it out. In the meantime, I have lost all my passwords, and my computer sometimes is very slow. Other times it’s fine.

We have had quite a week with our cars. We have to get registered in California, so we tried for a smog test, my car didn’t make it. I think they put the wrong VIN number in the computer. Howard took it to the dealer today and they had no problem. Tomorrow he will go to AAA and get the titles registered.

Then we have to study for the driving test. I’m not worried about driving, or eye test, but I freeze when I take a written test. Crazy, but true. I have never had a ticket or an accident, thank goodness and I’ve been driving for 62 years. Knock wood and thank God.

I started knitting for my first great grand child and I made a block. It doesn’t look like a block to me, but I’m sure when it’s folded correctly it will hopefully look like one.

I want to go to the knitting store on Wednesday and buy some nice yarn and make something special for this precious little girl named Madison.

I’ve been trying to email all my caregivers, but the cars and the computer have played havoc with me all week. So hopefully by the week end I will have written to them all. I enjoy writing to them.

If you have a caregiver in your community, give the gift that lasts forever and costs nothing. Adopt A Cargiver and tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene

Writing In My Head

I seem to be writing in my head, but not writing it down. It seems that during the daytime, I’m either too tired, or we are doing errands, or right now, in the midst of seeing new doctors. That’s what happens when you move.

I was looking through some old writing, and boy, does it still apply to today. For instance in 2000, about six months after moving into our new house in Sun City Anthem, I wrote something called:

“Projects:  and part of it went this way:

Man have I got lots of projects in my head I want to do in the next few weeks. First and foremost, my usual project, clearing the clutter off my desk.

It’s in it’s usual disarray. Recipes competing with email and letters to answer, www. web sites to look at. New restaurants to try. There is a glass of water, the telephone, pads of empty paper sit alongsdie the paperclips and rubber bands.

Then  there is the bookshelves. My friend Jeanne reminded me of the word I was looking for. CATEGORY. I should call it scattergories.  Fiction, Non Fiction, novels, books I haven’t read yet, cookbooks, art books, writing books, Fibromyalgia books and health books, self help book and the classics to reread and the list goes on and on.

The manuscript, I talk bout it, now I have to work on it. I have to go to Office Max, and get some notebooks for all my writing projects. I could go on and on, but I’ll stop here because this will take weeks and weeks to do.”

by Helene Moore

Everything changes, nothing changes.

But, this time, something did change. I started my Adopt A Caregiver program. You can see it at

www.adoptacaregiver.com

check it out. It’s my new journey, for the rest of my life, as is writing.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene