so they are not medals, but coins. Anyway, my Secret Pal reminded me that I have style over speed ! So my agony of defeat accessory purchases were these pendants, which I got for a ridiculously low price on EBay.
Looks like I got me some gold, silver and bronze to wear around my neck...it may be awhile before I wear that Olympic Scarf around my neck!
It has been an amazing thing to view some of the completed Olympic Knitting in blog land, though. You women are incredible. Just incredible!
You know I mentioned I had a difficult week last week. The thing is, we often create our own difficulties. Now I'm not saying we have any control over the actions of others, or the weaknesses of family, or rejection, or natural disasters, or anything like that. What I am saying is that we typically have no control over such things, and yet we act as if we do. I can be just like that. My ultimate revelation this past week was recognizing that by coming through many difficulties in the past, I have in some ways tried to control the things around me...we're talking relationships, here, not natural disasters...although some relationships indeed are natural disasters (does anyone have a family?) I have also learned some pretty ugly defenses growing up and through some of those trials of the early years.
The good thing is that I don't always show that control and ugliness. Most of us don't...those things just slink around on the inside of us, waiting for the most stressful times in our lives to display themselves in all of their control and ugliness! The other good thing is that over the years I've also learned forgiveness...I've just not practiced it on a daily basis, which we must. But in the most stressful times of our lives, particularly when it involves the people we love the most, don't we seem to be inclined to react at our extremes? Consequently, what happens is that instead of showing love and forgiveness, compassion and understanding, we can display the ugly walls, which only shut people out.
I can say that I am grateful for the people that love me enough to show me when I am acting in the extremes of my defenses...and that love me enough that they don't just see the extremes. And although it is never easy or pain free, I am also thankful that I can say that I'm sorry. Does that make it all better? Does it fix the uncontrollable? No, but it frees me up to learn one more lesson in unconditional love and how to do it.
I am just a work in progress. And some day,some day when I do grow up, I know that I will be perfect! Just like my dogs think I am!
or perhaps as perfect as Pooh-Cat thinks JR is.












