tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post594159568668549905..comments2024-03-23T07:44:23.999-06:00Comments on The Anarchist Soccer Mom: Pennies from HeavenAnarchist Soccer Momhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18104642282433680432noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-30742521377417651652013-01-13T14:55:10.508-07:002013-01-13T14:55:10.508-07:00HI ASM,
I read your post about your son M. I wan...HI ASM,<br /><br />I read your post about your son M. I wanted to offer a place to look around, and see if maybe connecting with this group of (wonderful caring brave determined) parents and clinicians and educators would be helpful to you and your family. At www.attach.org the focus is education surrounding attachment disorders and the effects of complex trauma on the development of children, and how to share that information with schools, first responders, and families so our kids don't end up in jail, or worse, dead. You can always see my profile/blog to see who I am and why I am so involved, but attach.org has even more informed and helpful people that may be able to help you get support and services without a court paper trail. I too have been at the other end of those threats and knives and rage, and some days it seems like there's no end and no help in sight, but there can be. I hope this has helped a little. You're not alone, and neither is M.<br />AmyLynn Arrington<br />PS If you decide you'd like to join attach, (gives you access to email lists for parents, support group phone calls, etc) and you find you can't afford it right now, PLEASE just let me know, and I'll take care of it. Attach has helped me so much, I want to pay it forward.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04125453866925799615noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-12840846616571482912012-12-27T09:28:23.416-07:002012-12-27T09:28:23.416-07:00Hi as I read your blog I was not sure what you are...Hi as I read your blog I was not sure what you are actually experiencing, or what is the possible illness. I wanted to offer some hope to that you may consider, it is a great book called Outsmart Your Cancer by Tanya Harter Pierce I have it very informative <br /><br />ESPECIALLY FOCUS ON CHAPTER 13 ABOUT FLAX OIL AND ORGANIC COTTAGE CHEESE<br /><br />sincerely my heart is with youwishingsoonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03671914697237022969noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-64881904186181785352012-12-17T23:09:05.744-07:002012-12-17T23:09:05.744-07:00i don't think that your finding meaning in coi...i don't think that your finding meaning in coins should be looked at as a falsity. the universe speaks to all of us in different ways. for some people it's the music that plays on the radio, for others it's finding feathers in their path - for you it seems to be coins. <br /><br />i hope that you are keeping all that change you have been finding. if you haven't - you should start.. and keep it in a jar where you can see it - every time you look at it, it will remind you of all the good things that are possible even when things are feeling especially shitty.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10741662109112868107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-89895518079816693832012-12-17T17:47:57.044-07:002012-12-17T17:47:57.044-07:00Two things that enter my head is that it has to be...Two things that enter my head is that it has to be tough with all this craziness happening. In all of the chaos in my life this pointed me to God himself and start asking important life changing questions like "Am I really saved" and "How do I talk to God" and "How do I listen to God?". <br /><br />What stands out to me in you finding those coins is that on every coin there is the phrase "In God We Trust" I believe my trials pointed me to God before I was saved and now my trials refine me and I can learn to have joy in my trials because to the Christian there are promises like the one in James 1:2 Consider it pure joy, my brothers and sisters,[a] whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3 because you know that the testing of your faith produces perseverance. 4 Let perseverance finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. <br /><br />But when I wasn't a Christian I had nothing to put my hope in and when trials came my way it crushed me every time. Jesus also spoke the words. Come to me all who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest. - This is in Matthew 11:28. <br /><br />Something caught my eye that you wrote and wanted to point out Jesus didn't trust people when he was living because he knew human nature. I found this in John 2:23-25. <br /><br />My whole point in stopping by and commenting is because I was wanting to encourage you to seek truth and God so he can give you a joy that lasts rather than temporary happiness.<br /><br />If you would like to hear a message on Testing and trials I am leaving a link.<br /><br />http://www.lifechurch.tv/watch/passing-the-test/1Christinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07482445699606206561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-20341913673324193572012-12-17T09:22:34.508-07:002012-12-17T09:22:34.508-07:00Im thinking this page is for women only, but I was...Im thinking this page is for women only, but I was brought here by a link from another story and read yours as well. I too,react the way you do when I see coins laying on the ground, carpet, couch cushion, sidewalk, etc. Only I was told a story when I was very young that I never forgot and want to share with you. I wasnt brought up in a religious home, though my Mother did pray a lot to God. She believed in Guardian Angels, and an afterlife. I only mention my Mom because I never had a father. I knew who he was, about him, but he refused to see me. After the death of a family member, my Mother began finding pennies all over our house. In random places. This was when I was a child. She noticed a pattern, which prompted her to look it up. The same thing kept coming back. That they were a hug from Heaven. A loved one, or a Guardian Angel was letting you know they were there. A subtle reminder. 14 years later, my "Father" passed away. I was a Sophomore in H.S. I was left with so many unanswered questions, so much hate, and anger. I believe that's where all my tears came from at the wake and funeral. I was on Christmas break when he died, so I had plenty of time to sit and question him, and myself, and cry in my room. I began finding pennies. Heads up, every time. I found them in my blankets, in my shoe, at the top of the stair case, tucked in a corner, in my car, pretty much everywhere. I began questioning my sanity after I noticed, as you said, a "Pattern." I told my Mother and she began to weep, but continued to smile until I was done telling her. She reminded me of a story she had told me when I was 3. As my grief faded, so did the amount of pennies I would find. The night before my last day of Senior year, I got a call from my Grandmother. My Pa was sick, and we were very close. He was my best friend, and tought me everything it was to be a Man. He insisted that I take him to the hospital. I did, and didnt shed a tear as he was gasping for air the entire ride because I knew there was nothing on the face of this Earth that could take my Pa. He was iron. The next day at school, we were doing what Seniors do on their last day, and I got paged to the Deans office. I assumed my friends and I had been ratted out for our Senior Prank. I was a frequent in the Deans office, but I got good grades, played sports, and was very sociable, so I wasn't scared, until I saw the look on his face. I knew it wasn't about my prank, or a parting good bye, and the thought of my Pa gasping for air came back into mind. He told me my Mother had called, and did not wat to ruin my last day of High School so she waited as long as she could, but I needed to get to the hospital immediately. With our whole Family there, and me at his bed side holding his hand, Pa passed away. The pennies came back, and faded away with my grieving. I lost my Great Grandmother about a year ago, very unexpextedly, I was just as close, if not closer with her. And like clockwork....... No, you are not crazy, but yes there is a pattern. I said a prayer for you as I read your story. My Mother too is a single Mom of 3. I know what she went through raising us. I am the oldest, and probably was the hardest. I too, pray that since March, you have gotten nothing but good news concerning your doctor visit. In your time of need you will continue finding coins, pick them up, THEY ARE A HUG FROM HEAVEN. Brianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14731528087510508345noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-37875715807607701492012-12-16T21:52:27.665-07:002012-12-16T21:52:27.665-07:00THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORDS. JUST HOW I FEEL, NOT NO ...THANK YOU FOR YOUR WORDS. JUST HOW I FEEL, NOT NO TIME FOR ME. BUT NOW I WILL FIND TIME. I AM OFF TO FULFILL SOME DREAMS AND WISHES AND BE ALL ABOUT ME . MARRAGE, CHILDREN, GRANDCHILDREN AND NOW GREAT GRANDCHILDREN!! STOP THE CAR I AM GETTING OUT, TIME FOR ME!!!!!!!!!BEFORE ITS TO LATE.<br />THANKS AGAIN FOR MAKING ME SEE.<br />Marlenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05134274591138864365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-80737304791800881692012-12-16T12:08:59.114-07:002012-12-16T12:08:59.114-07:00You are an inspiration. I hope God blesses you ten...You are an inspiration. I hope God blesses you ten foldDeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10129821001880346086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-75602484136400252662012-12-16T11:15:39.180-07:002012-12-16T11:15:39.180-07:00The thing that sent chills down my spine was that ...The thing that sent chills down my spine was that you put the milk down as you were hearing about needing a biopsy. PLEASE read The China Study and the info regarding IGF-1 at NutritionFacts.Org. It's just the tip of the iceberg when it comes to evidence that dairy protein and animal protein in general is feeding cancer in our society. Your kids need you. Please look into it! Congrats on finding yoga. This post inspires me. I'm 40, too, and ready to truly value my opportunity of life!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03203113309709327036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8104692645589867745.post-63321399188553955732012-03-11T21:47:08.188-06:002012-03-11T21:47:08.188-06:00So, OK. Hoping and prayer for a great outcome. W...So, OK. Hoping and prayer for a great outcome. When my cousin was sick and on chemo, this was the prayer that I could in good conscious pray: that the medicine worked and worked fast. That's what I'm praying for you. Barbara HerrickBarbara Herrickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06112593593303285009noreply@blogger.com