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Subject: Time

Email: twinkle twinkle@aol.com

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Hi Everyone,

Gail mentions quite frequently throughout both her newsletter and website the importance of nurturing ourselves. I know it is difficult to rationalize at times the necessity of taking a hot bath, or treating ourselves to an hour or two where we relax at a nearby cafe. All too often discountinuing these crucial little things needed for survival leads to caregiver burnout. Being a full time, round the clock caretaker (mother) of three children, two of which have congenital heart defects is emotionally exhausting, as well as physically. We must realize the importance of refueling" our energy. Justification can easily be made if you look at the transfer of energy rationally. In order to feed the flowers, it akes sun-one of the largest sources of energy.

Well, as with people, in order to energize their spirits we must bring energy to them, as they are not strong enough to venture at this time to retrieve it themselves. And so bringing me full circle back to my original point. It is even more crucial when one is caretaking to refill that energy, and take time to take care of ourselves. Your family/friends will thank you.
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Subject: RE: Time

Email: twinkletwinkle@aol.com

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You express yourself so beautifully. Your writing is music to my ears as well as a great inspiration. God Bless you in all you are doing and keep the energy flowing in....It is a glorious welcome on these boards.

LOVE & LIGHT,
GAIL
Subject: When there is time...

Email: nelsonmuntzhaha@aol.com

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Time has always been quite a subject with myself. When I was single, I hated to sleep, because I felt that I was wasting time that could be spent being productive. Since I was a very young age, I have seen myself as being on a conveyer belt, where every minute counted towards my well being. Thus, I have evolved into an efficient worker ant, who lives for nothing more than to feel that satisfaction of knowing I spent the last hour being productive once again.

Well, I rest now, with one of my 8 week old twins nestled into the crevis of my lap, with nothing more important to do, other than to nourish her and develop her as a person. Tough job. Very tough. I cannot count the number of papers I have written here, nor can I see my kitchen getting cleaner. So, what's to measure my time committed into these children. Sometimes I believe it is weight gain, for that means that I am doing a productive job at feeding them. But humans can be fat, but yet not too bright. Is it the number of books I read? Is it how many times I smile at them every day? One cannot say. I cannot measure this time. I cannot see the results right away. There is nothing to measure this extremely important job with.

So, I sit today, contemplating my reply to much of the questions that people ask about me. "when there is more time"...and wonder what, if any relativity and importance that holds in my life. Will I suddenly wake up 50 years old and realize that time has eaten away my life. Likely so, if I live with that philosophy. Constant production is amiable, even admirable, but at what cost? So a friend informs me today that she must go and take in a movie, for her brain has "turned to mush today". Quite an interesting justification,one that I cannot really understand. However, midthought, I stop myself, as I contemplate the relativity and importance of this act and glance over to the fridge to see two movie gift certificates which have been magnetized to my fridge for two years and learn something new.

Thanks--you know who you are.

Liisa
Time. A precious thing. Never seems to be enough of it. One has to be selective in how to use it when it is called 'free time'. Running around trying to get too many things done in a small amount of free time is senseless, I've found. I have had to slow down and fill those precious hours with something I don't normally do. Then the free time becomes a special time for me, to relax, to enjoy life a bit again, to be me.

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