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Monthly Archive Of January 2011


A new view..changing the story in my head & believing my heart.

January 25, 2011

Winter has been cool with me up until a few days ago…. Then I looked out at the grey sky and got pissed asking the clouds “aren’t you ever gonna leave?”
I’ve been diggin’ the process of going inside and feeling my way through the darkness. Hibernating works for me as I’m a total home girl, I love to cook and tend to my house. Plus I’ve been knocking out the final edit of my book – and let me tell you the first version was a skinny old chicken bone compared to the fat and saucy meat I’ve been serving up this round.
The best about writing for me is seeing just how real I can get with me, I always sit down and tell myself come on girl lets go there…So I suppose I’ve just got to surrender again to winter.
For two weeks I’ve been on a seriously fast tread mill of living, Lola tripped while rockin’ her most fabulous pair of cowboy boots, she came down hard on the corner of the closet door – leaving her face looking like an Avatar, blue & green. We’ve been waiting to see if it’s really broken, however only a week later the bruising is almost all gone and the swelling is dissipating by the day.
I wanted to panic as her face gushed with blood however there was no point knowing that life had moved through our house once again and the only way to react is to not…Vanderbilt Children’s hospital to the rescue and we returned home knowing that time would heal all.
This past week I had one of those out of body moments where I was offered the rare moment to really see me – and who I’ve been becoming. I was cooking dinner, cleaning & tending to life of course it was the one-day that I had nothing prepared and everyone including myself was worn by the long day. I watched myself as a silent witness would, I calmly hooked up our dinner, cleaned up as I went along and helped Bella will her homework as Lola shuffled between my feet – no stress or exhaustion.

Suddenly I flashed back to a year ago and how HARD life was for me, I felt awful most of the time and dang was I holding on to our big life by a thread.  I was crabby & short in my temperament.  Totally out of balance.
Now a days I’m chillin’ and getting it all done at a healthy pace and I’m not in constant pain nor am I jonesin’ for coffee come 3pm in hope that a caffeine boost will get me to 7pm.
After making this observation I thought OK it’s time to get my blood work run. The last time I had any blood work done I was in a heap of hot “messnes’”. My iron was almost undetectable in the blood, no vitamin absorption was happening in my intestines and basically I was a target for collapsing at any moment. I spent the first 6 months in Nashville getting iron transfusions in the Chemo ward. The doctor said I’d need them for the rest of my life since my body didn’t seem to have the ability to absorb iron from food.
Well, exactly 2 years ago today I changed my kitchen table to one that is covered with healing foods determined to find my way from that chemo ward forever.

A week ago I met with an MD here in Nashville who ran everything – I’m talking serious blood work and guess what?
I’m HEALTHY!!!!
My intestines are absorbing EVERYTHING! I have the perfect amount of iron, b12, & my Vitamin D is not super low! This is GIANT y’all cause it means that A MEAL CAN HEAL and I’m proof…I cried when the doctor read me the results, you see for so long I have lived in fear of the big C word – cancer and cancer lives in a body that has a weakened immune system and I do not have this fo’sho!

Last night we celebrated Lee’s birthday, in my most favorite way a homemade cake and his favorite meal. Mary Alice joined us, again we all reflected on the past two years and what we have experienced.
I recalled the Lee’s first birthday that we spent together. We went to the Grand Canyon in the dead of winter and stayed at the El Tovar, this classic hotel that sits 20 ft. from the rim of the Grand Canyon. I’d never been to the Grand Canyon before and to see it in the winter was absolutely breathtaking. I remember watching Lee walk into the dining room wearing his fabulous cowboy hat and moving with true swagger and thinking – well, I picked someone with unique style, this should be an interesting journey. I had no idea how big the view of life that we would share was gonna get…Happy Birthday Lee McCormick you are a wonderful traveling partner.
This morning I turned my calendar and read the day’s message “ I feel so healthy and happy today.”
So here I go, changing the story in my head that I will die young and moving forward with an even bigger view of living.

Holding A Line With A Momma’s Hug….

January 7, 2011

“Southern Girl”
-Amos Lee

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Another dream:

I was in Pastor Fuzz’s (from the Noble Food Makeover) church listening to him preach, you see he is a preacher who starts off talking and then before you know he is singing – just as he began to sing a woman ran down the aisle and turned the corner of the pew I was sitting in.  She was wearing a beautiful yellow nightgown, I recognized it as I had not seen it since I was 4 years old.  I looked into her face and she was beautiful – my momma.  Her face was clear and young she was who she’d been when she was 25 – hair shiny and full.  Without speaking she climbed onto my lap much in the same way that my two little girls do, straddling me.  I opened my arms to receive her – and then I felt her heart meld right into mine.  There were no words, I looked around to see if anyone else could see her and then she disappeared.

Wide-awake, I opened my eyes the room was still and my breathing was fast.  It has been 20 years since my mother has hugged me this way.  I’ve seen her before in my dreams always I ask her a million questions where have you been? How are you? What happened?  This time I said nothing and allowed her to love me.

I am constantly seeing how much of a Know It All I have been, I spent years working on myself and for a period of time I thought I’d dealt with it all, but the gift of life and loss is that there are many layers to move through and just when one has grown and healed another opportunity appears.   It has taken years for me to receive, seriously receive on so many different levels.  I now understand that my momma and I can actually have an even closer relationship now that she is on the other side.  Our relationship is heart based, not words and personality.  I can now connect to her in the same way I connect to my girls – I can FEEL them, when they need me, when they are hungry & scared.  Finally I am able to feel her too as it took learning to live from my heart to do so.

I’m also sure to hug my girls with my whole heart, melding it into theirs.

Xmas was fantastic this year, my sister & nephew came to town and with them traveled yet another door way for my mother to enter through.

I’d bought Lee a record player – not to be confused with a turn table, but an old school all in one, not so hot speakers included record player.  When I was a kid the record player was the focal point of our living room.  My momma loved to listen to her albums and her music became our music.  I thought it would be a great gift if Nicole (my sister) brought our old albums for Lee as part of his gift.

The first album to hit the turntable was the sound track from the film “A Star Is Born” Barbra Streisand & Chris Christopherson.  Suddenly I was a tiny little person and my mother was in the room wearing that bright yellow nightgown and dancing around.

Soon after Xmas we loaded ourselves onto an airplane and landed at LAX in Los Angeles.  I felt as if I were wearing a Berka, wrapped so heavily in my dark colored winter layers and surrounded by high heeled hoochies.  We’d rented a fabulous penthouse condo just off of the beach and filled it with Nanny & Bubba.  The last time I was in LA it felt crazy and fast; I was overwhelmed.

This time couldn’t have been more different, we all relaxed!!

I didn’t over book myself and instead opened the door and invited everyone to come and visit – and they did.  Once again I was amazed by my relationships and how they have held the hand of time.  I had lunch with my friend Paola whom I have not seen since we were really girls, sitting across from her was fantastic seeing the Mee that I had been and glimpsing the Mee of now.  It was amazing to witness our paths and how on the outside they seem different but the two of us have been walking the same walk inside – searching for our Original Selves.

Our last day was spent with my BFF Gab and her family, I watched her little girl & again was gripped by time – and saw how sweet it is to hold a line.

Happy New Year Y’all.

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