Joie, a Walk ‘N Roll Dog Ready for More School Visits!

Posted on May 17, 2013 by Barbara Techel

Joie content and happy as the kids from Trinity Lutheran School lined up to pet her after our presentation. More photos on Facebook.

Kim, a teacher at Trinity Lutheran sent me some pictures she took while I was at their school last Friday with Joie for our first presentation. As I wrote last week, the visit went well and Joie seemed to do very well with all the kids full of energy.

I don’t know why, but I never imagined that I’d do this type of work again after Frankie passed away. While I was open to this again, I also wanted to be sure it was right for Joie. I was hesitant as to how to update my program also, but once I agreed to do the visit, it all came together! I have to say, I was on cloud nine after our presentation last week. Since Joie also did well, I am now looking forward to doing more visits again.

I don’t know as I will do quite as many as I did with Frankie, but I absolutely want to do some as it really brought me much joy to see the kids so happy to meet Joie and to learn the lessons we had to teach. Thank you, Trinity Lutheran for being the school that helped lead the way for a new rolling dog to set out on an adventure to touch the lives of more children in her own unique and special way.

Forward March to 50: Owning My Sensitivity.

Posted on May 16, 2013 by Barbara Techel

Every 1st and 3rd Thursday of the month until July 18th I will be sharing my thoughts about turning 50 which I will celebrate on July 18th. And yes, I said, celebrate!

Joie snug in her papa’s sweatshirt

I’m a sensitive person. This was not always easy for me (sometimes still isn’t). Saying this, I feel like I should have really started out by saying, “Hi. I’m Barbara Techel and I’m sensitive.” It, at times, has felt like a curse. I feel things deeply. So deeply I find it hard to sometimes express adequately what I’m feeling–at times there seem to be no words.

Many times I’ve not wanted to be so sensitive because when grief hits me, it hits me hard. Or when things bother me, they can wreak havoc in my head. I took to heart very personally things people have said about me, good or bad or whether those “bad” things were even justified, or just a perception.

As I move closer to hitting the big 5-0 and all the work I’ve done on my self care the last couple of years, I understand now that my sensitivity is a gift. When I feel sad or hurt, it leaves a deep wedge in my heart. When I feel joy, I feel this intense high, like I’m floating in the sky.

Last night as I turned off the light to drift off to sleep, Frankie was strong in my thoughts. I have not cried about her in quite sometime. But something came over me again and tears rolled down onto my pillow. At first, I was mad at myself for having not fully moved on yet, questioning why I still cry when thinking of her.

Her little spirit floats a little higher each day… and I think approaching the one year mark of her death in June, is having me feel like this. I felt her close as I thought about her in the darkness, while at the same time, I feel her resting more and more into a space of her own. As I find my way with Joie and our path, I think that helps her to find more peace too. I cried with happiness for not only her, but for me and for Joie, that we are finding our own special way.

I was reminded again that my being sensitive is a gift. I could not feel the joy that I do without the deep pain I feel at times too. But being aware and allowing myself to move through my feelings last night, I realize is what I need to do to be me– to continue to be me. Forward March to 50!

Living Simply. I Fail Miserably in One Category.

Posted on May 15, 2013 by Barbara Techel

This past weekend John installed our closet organizer in our master bedroom. Wow, I can hardly believe what a difference this had made. We have lived in our home for 25 years and the same closet of just two long poles and a shelf above each was in place.

Now mind you, I could have continued to be okay with what we had. But as I wrote in an earlier post about honoring each other in marriage, this was something John felt the need to do (along with a few other projects) in making our home more complete– as well as more marketable someday. The nice part of this organizer is that he got much of it with no cost to us because of rebates he obtains from materials he buys at Menard’s as a General Contractor for his construction business. It can add up when you are a remodeling contractor with what was a pretty good year last year.

Another bonus is that now all my clothes fit in one closet. No more hauling seasonal clothes downstairs. Though I have to say, once I got everything in the closet, I couldn’t believe how many clothes I really had! And honestly, I’ve weeded out through the years and try to follow the rule of one thing in, one thing out. Then there is “poor John” who got three shelves and about two feet of pole. As we ladies know though, it truly is all a man needs, right?

As I admire my closet greatly and my secret affair with it lately is to just stand in it and admire it, I realize I fail miserably in the category of living with less stuff when it comes to clothing. I realize some may look at the photo and think, eee gads, that girl who talks about living simply, sure has lots of clothes! I also think about tiny house living, which we hope to downsize at some point (from 1,100 ft)–and how I know this will be the hardest part of all for me. I easily justify my clothing addiction to the fact I rarely pay full price or even retail price for things because more often than not I shop at second hand clothing shops.

So as we all are, I am a work in progress. And unless I suddenly become a dog who needs no clothing (unless I turn into a Dachshund!) I shall have to work on my living simply in the one area I most need work on.