First, something fun. It’s absolutely the most fun you I can possibly have right now.
Some flickr friends and I have been enjoying this site for a while now. Hours of playtime.
Also, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about something. Quite a while ago, in discussing WTF with my therapist, I said something like, “I still don’t know what God wants me to learn from this. I know what’s important, I know I’m not in control, I know to count my blessings and be thankful . . . I don’t know what I’m supposed to be learning.”
And she said something like, “What makes you think it’s you who’s supposed to be learning? It may be that the lesson is for someone else in your life, or someone who’s seeing you as you go through this, and how you deal with it. The lesson isn’t always for us when we’re going through something.” Hmmm.
So, just on the off chance that one of you who read here is supposed to be learning something from WTF, would it be too much for me to ask that you PAY ATTENTION!!! Let’s hurry this along, SHALL WE???!!!
There. That’s all I wanted to say. Now go yearbook yourself!
What Was I Thinking? 
You look mighty fetching in those glasses. And no need for electrolysis.
I have yearbooked myself more than is healthy. And the cats, too. If they ever find out, I’m sure they’ll pee on my bed.
*swings sleep flattened head off of desk, drool a drip drop a drippin’, takes cap off of highlighter*
What? What was that again?!
bucky, you are the master yearbooker. I bow down to you and your yearbooking skillz.
mrB, I KNEW you weren’t paying attention!!!
*notebook in hand, multicolored pens ready for efficient learning*
I’ve been paying attention this whole time, so you can’t blame it on me!
I love the shot of Biscuit “yearbooked.” Looks like he could have earned “Most Likely to Succeed.”
Continued prayers from here.
I’ve been paying attention, too, and would like my gold star now, thank you.
(VBD’s yearbook pic scared me too much to go try it myself.)
I’m sorry we’re a buncha dunces and you’re paying the price. We’ve all been paying attention; the question is whether we’ve actually learned:
1. To appreciate good health and take advantage of it while we have it.
2. To help others in need.
3. How to handle something like this with strength and grace, and how to go on living when all you want to do is sit down and cry.
You’re a great example of #3–it shouldn’t be taking us this long!
And you knew I would have to link CB’s and my photos here, right?
Your wish is my command…
I do hope there won’t be a quiz. I didn’t study.
Oh, the learnin’ and learnin’… Soooo many opportunities for the learnin’.
Another black hole in the webiverse to get lost in… my family is going to divorce me if I go to yearbook myself, but it looks like so much fun that it might be worth it. 😉
Now then, whatever it is I’m a’sp’osed to be learning is probably above my skill level, so that’s why I haven’t learned it yet. But I promise to try harder from now on. Beginning with the yearbooking myself — I’ll give it my best shot, FOR YOU.
OK. I did it. It’s up over at my place. View at your own risk.
If it is good enough for Biscuit’s grandma, I suppose I should try it. Tomorrow. Or Tuesday. I’ll let you know.
If it means that we all get to learn to be more compassionate, then I think you’ve done that for us. Now WTF may gracefully bow out, mission accomplished.
And, I’ve yearbooked. Just haven’t posted anything.
I absolutely agree with your therapist. A good friend of mine died of early onset Alzheimers in June. She was diagnosed a week before her 53rd birthday and was 59 when she died. Many times in the last several years I questioned God why he didn’t just take her – there was nothing else she was capable of learning. But in looking back there is much I learned. Compassion, loyalty (to my friend, no matter where she was on that day), patience, grief, and that God can take our anger and still respond with love. I absolutely know she’s home now and has a great big smile on her face. Once she was dianosed she said she’d like to go to Maine one more time (she had cousins there and had visited many times in her life). I had never been and told her I’d go with her for a last visit. Before she was too far gone we managed three “last” visits and now I know the beauty of Maine and will return as many times as I can.
Not sure though how much better you feel knowing some of us out here are learning from your pain. But at least it may keep you from wondering why you’re not catching on to what God is saying to you.
Blessings.
Pat
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Yikes! I came back to tell you I “yearbooked” myself and the linky-love thingie beat me to it. Rats.
I wasn’t able to view the photos, but I will definitely pay attention (just in case it helps). Hope you have a good weekend, Susie! (P.S. Tanner said to tell Biscuit “hello”).
Well I can’t see the pictures, but I love the last part. Cracked me up! And keep looking for what God is teaching you, I think there’s always something to be learned from just about every situation. But the rest of us can learn too!
I’ve seen those before, and I still laughed. I banned myself from yearbookyourself. Big time suck.
Also, I’m here and I’m paying attention. Lyme is a hard one to diagnose, and you are bringing it to so many people. I have no idea how many hits you get, but you are reaching the masses, I’m sure.