Wednesday, January 23, 2008

Where Am I?

I am at a reflective place in my life. I am feeling better and trying to get some of my priorities in order. I'm at a place where I know my life can't go on as it has, so revisions have to be made. There is stress and worry and issues that sap my energy. We all have difficult challenges to one way or another. For some it might be money issues. For others, relationship issues. Maybe it's job security or emotional upheaval or health concerns. Or all of the above.

I think many people take inventory of their lives at the dawn of a new year. That can be good.

No, I don't do resolutions. They don't stick. I think I do evaluations.

In many ways, there is abundance in my life. Some lacking, much abundance.

Over and over I've seen people in my life pray for blessings and talk about how they wish something specific would happen. And then when the good thing happens, they don't take time to reflect on it before they're off on the next problem.

I'm guilty as charged on this as well. Do I stop to thank God for what blessings I have, big or small? Do I talk of my fortune as well as my misfortunes?

I'm looking at my life, and here's what I am thankful for:

This post was started last month, and I didn't have time to get back to it. However, I still feel this way, so I'm continuing it in February.

  • I've been working out 3-4 times a week, and I feel loads better than before.
  • Robert's working out, too, and we're both focused on healthier food choices.
  • My relationship with Josh is peaceful right now. He has shown real signs of maturity this year.
  • Jess is back on ADD meds at her request. The improvement in her behavior and focus is phenomenal. Her teachers are noticing a difference already.
  • Jo is spending a lot of time with his cousin...Fred Jr. They've been alternating....we keep little Fred one weekend, and his mom keeps Jo the next weekend. Jo has always been quite opposed to going anywhere to spend the night with ANYONE. Even my mother-in-law. So this is a welcome change for Robert and I. When little Fred is with us, the boys play so well together that we hardly know they're around. When Jo goes there, Robert and I actually get to go on a date now and then. It's refreshing.
  • I'm so blessed to have the friends that I do. They are such a treasure in my life!
  • I love having Dish network, and have passed many a blah winter day watching my new favorite show, "Monk."
  • I've been able to read a couple of great books. Most recently, "Three Weeks with My Brother," by Nicholas Sparks was amazing.
  • I have a new favorite cd, which is the new release by Natasha Betingfield. Her songs "Happy" and "Pocketful of Sunshine" have been playing in my cd player quite a bit. My mood is elevated each time I hear those songs. What's even better, is that I got the cd through Rhapsody-free-after saving music download codes from Wendy's cups.
  • I spent some quality time with Sheila watching the Superbowl last Sunday. I get to see her at least two more times this month...tomorrow at a 3 hour crop and on the 23rd at an all day crop. We have a lot of catching up to do.
  • Saturday, Sandy and I are going to a retirement dinner for a CM big whig. It's free food and door prizes at a fancy hotel in Columbus. It's an excuse to dress up and get out of the house. I'm looking forward to it!
  • There's nothing to say real exciting about my job except that I still have one. I'm doing some big time soul searching about my future....
  • This may sound silly, but Robert has a coworker whose wife works in a doctor's office. She's been sending in all kinds of fun pens and goodies that the drug reps leave. I've got some pretty nifty pens of late. It's just something fun that I'm enjoying.
  • I got a free Build a Bear Valentine dog. I had a $5 coupon and a $10 reward certificate, so I ended up paying a whopping $.69 for it. Yay! Here's a picture:

  • Bipsy went to Yosemite last week and she's back! Wheh! What a hectic week! She brought me back a mint green fleece jacket, which I'm lovin'-and wearing right now-and a big Yosemite mug. Yay to unexpected goodies!
  • My blogger friend, Denise just bought a house! I am so happy for her! Yay Denise!
  • I'm excited that PJ is back, blogging again! I missed you! And she's got a little girl on the way! How exciting!
  • Pat continues to learn and grow and she has so many people's lives she has touched through her blog.
  • Elliemarie is having a difficult year, and hasn't blogged a great deal. However, she is making some positive and healthy changes in her life. I am so proud of her!
  • Holli is pregnant! She's had her first sonogram and all is well! She is thrilled and I'm rejoicing with her!
  • It's a new year, with new challenges and new highs and lows. I've got a lot to be thankful for.

Thank you for the blessing you are in my life! If I haven't said it lately, I love you lots!

Friday, January 11, 2008

Remembering Tiga

According to shelter records, Tiga (pronounced Tee-guh) was born somewhere around August 2002. We adopted Tiga from the local shelter in January of 2003. When we first got him, it was because we thought he had pretty eyes, and because we felt sorry for him. He was the only cat/kitten that was not up and attempting to get our attention. He was lying passively in the cage, looking sad.

At first, he was not thriving, wouldn't eat, had mite and flea infestation and was filthy. We took him to the vet, got him de-flead, de-mited, cleaned up and back on his feet.

The vet told us that he was siamese flame point and domestic short hair mix. His eyes were the most unusual shade of blue....light like the ocean against his white fur. He had yellow tiger stripes on his tail and tips of his ears. I'd never seen another cat like him. One thing about him that was unlike other cats I've known (especially Sheba), he would never groom himself much. Sheba, who we got in August of 2003 as a kitten, did most of his grooming for him.

Robert always said that Tiga was "straight up alley cat." For years, he'd tip over our trash and dig in it if given half a chance. Even though food was always available to him. I think it was because he was on his own at an early age, on the streets. No matter how much he ate, he always wanted more, and was getting pretty portly at just over five years of age. I suspect he was going to the neighbor's house to eat in addition to eating his meals with us. Tiga never seemed to do anything in moderation.

We named him Tiga after a Japanese super hero called, "Ultraman Tiga" that the kids used to watch on Saturday morning cartoons. I think his was the only pet name we all agreed on without bickering.

When he was strong enough, we had him "altered," but it never curbed his desire to roam. He always preferred to be outside, climbing trees, exploring, and tormenting the dogs as much as possible. The dogs and all the neighborhood cats knew he was in charge. I literally have videos of Tiga putting our big dogs to flight when they thought they would sneak up on him and hassle him.

This is one of my favorite pictures of Tiga, sitting close to me between the computer and the tv. I thought the angle made it look like he was on tv.

He got in these silly moods and would practically tear the house apart racing around, sliding the rugs all over the floor and generally acting goofy.

If I walked around the block, he followed me like a dog. Same thing in the house, or if I happened to be doing yard work. Wherever I was, he followed, to see if he could help. Sometimes I had to put him in the house while I was mowing the lawn. He'd literally try to hop up on the mower while I was mowing. He knew no fear.

Tiga loved riding in the car with me. If I was going for a ride and he knew it, he would hop in and ride along.
With his best friend, Sheba. He loved Sheba and merely tolerated all other animals....and there were plenty he didn't tolerate. He treated Sheba like she was his daughter.

Tiga died in his sleep last night. We think it was accidental antifreeze poisoning. He was gone for three days this week, came back and seemed disoriented at first, but then seemed to recover rapidly. He was eating and drinking and using the litter box without incident. I didn't know he was so desperately ill.

Though I am overwhelmed with sorrow right now, I do know he lived the short life he had to its fullest.

~We will miss you and we will never forget you, Tiga.~