Delve into the light and dark that is Mark

Tiresome is the best adjective to use about how this day has already begun. This in spite of not being awaken by Chooey until 15 minutes before 9 this morning.

The rainy weather does not help. The damp only adds to the weariness and creating an atmosphere which is tiresome.

As I struggle with my own body, the respiratory concerns, I am left drained. I am worn out. I am tired.

As I said, tiresome is the best descriptive for a weekend day like this.

Such is life.

Yes, I know I tend to use that phrase ad nauseum. But it is simply accepting the reality.

Such is life.

One must adapt and move on in the realness of the moment. That is life.

So it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Saturday going?

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Kernels – Friday, April 21, 2017

Gray Friday

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The grayness of the day out in the Cornfield is matching the gray inside Mark’s Den on this Friday.

I started Thursday off a bit rough, but it began moving toward the sunny side of life. Then the rains came.

While calm and no water falling from the sky at the moment, rain remains a threat. This does not bode well for my respiratory challenges.

Such is life.

I cannot believe it is still another week and a half until payday. This month seems to be taking forever.

Treading water today and through the weekend will be my priority.

That’s the way it is.

And how is your end to the work week going?

Struggle to Rise

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Trying to get out of bed this morning was a bit of a struggle. I could not wake up and move to make my way to the living room.

Is it due to the depression that plagues me?

Is it the fight with my own body as I wrestle to breathe and function?

Perhaps it is the thunderstorms which have now moved into the Cornfield.

No matter the root cause, the fact remains that it was a struggle to rise.

The rain, which is now falling, will continue off and on, violent at times, from now through the weekend. Not making a healthy environment for my respiratory concerns.

Such is life.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Thursday going?

#ThrowBackThursday photo:

Dad (Grandpa Ivy) with grandsons: Phil Jr., Jeremy and Kev 1993

Sitting on the Hump

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Made it!

Yep, made the slog and climb to the top of the Hump. Looking down to the weekend in the valley ahead.

Storms are threatening to make the descent tricky at best. But for the moment I am relishing the view as I sit here breathing a tad easier than in recent days.

Last night I dozed off into reflection of other times and places.

My mind went back almost 40 years ago when a woman I had been dating for a short while said something which has haunted me all these years.

After I had told her I could not return the feelings that she expressed for me, she looked at me, piercing my soul with her eyes. A few seconds passed before she spoke.

In quiet, measured tones she said, “The day will come when you are ready for love. You will look around and find there is no one to love and no one to love you back.”

Those words have come back time and time again. Now as I sit here, those words seem more real than ever.

Such is life.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Wednesday going?

I Goofed

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That’s what I get from not checking my calendar before I posted.

I relied instead on my famed memory, which is usually quite reliable. This time it failed me.

I posted yesterday that I had my three-month check-up with my pulmonologist. That was in error. My visit to the doc is not until next Tuesday.

Perhaps that is a good thing.

Last night I turned in shortly after 11 p.m. For me that is at least an hour early. Rising time did not come until nearly 10 a.m. today. I am still not fully in charge of my faculties.

Not sure what is going on with me.

What I do know is that I am fighting with my body – yes, I know what else is new – to keep from picking up the phone and dialing 9-1-1.

Rush time as I try to post, then prepare my daily recap of the headlines and current events – Kernels From the Cornfield.

That’s the way it is in Mark’s Den.

And how is your Tuesday going?

Politics Roundup: April 10 – 16, 2017

Sliding Toward May

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We have now passed the halfway point in April and begun the slide toward May.

With one day shy of a two weeks left in this month, will it be a mad dash or a slow slug to May Day?

After venturing from Mark’s Den on Saturday to celebrate Mom’s 80th birthday at Leticia’s house in Dugger, I paid for the activity on Sunday. This morning I am still trying to recover from the adventure.

A tad cooler across the Cornfield today. The mercury will rise again tomorrow, but drop to more seasonable by the weekend.

Tuesday afternoon I have my three-month check-up with my pulmonologist, Dr. Ajay Deshpande. Hoping all goes well.

For now I am maintaining as best as I can.

Making plans for a get together of the Ivy Sprouts (my sons, daughters-in-law and granddaughters) for Sunday, June 11. It has been four years since the last time we were all in one place.

Not sure yet if we will have a picnic at Hymera Park or if we will gather in the community room here at Stonebrook of Hymera.

That’s the way it is the start of this week.

And how is your Monday going?

Sunday Golden Text: He Is Risen!

Now upon the first day of the week, very early in the morning, they came unto the sepulchre, bringing the spices which they had prepared, and certain others with them.

And they found the stone rolled away from the sepulchre.

And they entered in, and found not the body of the Lord Jesus.

And it came to pass, as they were much perplexed thereabout, behold, two men stood by them in shining garments:

And as they were afraid, and bowed down their faces to the earth, they said unto them, Why seek ye the living among the dead?

He is not here, but is risen: remember how he spake unto you when he was yet in Galilee,

Saying, The Son of man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again.

– Luke 24:1-7

Saturday Is Party Day

The Birthday Girl – Sharon Hollifield, 80 years young!
Mr. Bill and the Birthday Girl looking so full of happiness! LOL
Daughter-in-Law Brenda and Daughter Leticia, both full of cheer! 😛
Son-in-Law Chad on the grill talking to youngest Son Phil, while Mr. Bill checks out the garage.
Now this looks better!
Grandson Chance sleeping behind the sunglasses, while great-grandson Jaxon wakes up.
Lighting the cake and keeping a hand on the cellphone with 911 at the ready! LOL
What’s a birthday without cake with lots of creamy icing?
As I was saying…
What do you mean cut the cake already?
Oh, yeah I am the one doing the honors in my honors.
Great-granddaughter Savannah wonders why grandson Daddy Jeremy is so rapt up in Great-Grandma Hollifields’s words as great-step-grandson Jace eyes the cake from behind the flowers.

Celebration Day

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Today the family and friends are gathering at Leticia’s and Chad’s house in Dugger to celebrate Mom’s 80th birthday, which was Thursday.

Could not ask for a more beautiful day with blue skies, the occasional cloud floating by and a temperature around 80 for a high.

I will be leaving Mark’s Den for the 10-mile trip through the country around 12:30 today. The cookout is set for 1 p.m.

Some bad news today for my houseguest. He is back on the labor market in search of gainful employment.

Such is life. In order to make the short trip and spend time with the family, I am having to summon all my resolve. My ignore button is getting a good workout as well.

That’s the way it is on this gorgeous day before Easter.

And how is your Saturday going?

It Started at Mount Calvary

 And Pilate answered and said again unto them, What will ye then that I shall do unto him whom ye call the King of the Jews?

13 And they cried out again, Crucify him.

14 Then Pilate said unto them, Why, what evil hath he done? And they cried out the more exceedingly, Crucify him.

15 And so Pilate, willing to content the people, released Barabbas unto them, and delivered Jesus, when he had scourged him, to be crucified.

16 And the soldiers led him away into the hall, called Praetorium; and they call together the whole band.

17 And they clothed him with purple, and platted a crown of thorns, and put it about his head,

18 And began to salute him, Hail, King of the Jews!

19 And they smote him on the head with a reed, and did spit upon him, and bowing their knees worshipped him.

20 And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple from him, and put his own clothes on him, and led him out to crucify him.

21 And they compel one Simon a Cyrenian, who passed by, coming out of the country, the father of Alexander and Rufus, to bear his cross.

22 And they bring him unto the place Golgotha, which is, being interpreted, The place of a skull.

23 And they gave him to drink wine mingled with myrrh: but he received it not.

24 And when they had crucified him, they parted his garments, casting lots upon them, what every man should take.

25 And it was the third hour, and they crucified him.

26 And the superscription of his accusation was written over, The King Of The Jews.

27 And with him they crucify two thieves; the one on his right hand, and the other on his left.

28 And the scripture was fulfilled, which saith, And he was numbered with the transgressors.

29 And they that passed by railed on him, wagging their heads, and saying, Ah, thou that destroyest the temple, and buildest it in three days,

30 Save thyself, and come down from the cross.

31 Likewise also the chief priests mocking said among themselves with the scribes, He saved others; himself he cannot save.

32 Let Christ the King of Israel descend now from the cross, that we may see and believe. And they that were crucified with him reviled him.

33 And when the sixth hour was come, there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour.

34 And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? which is, being interpreted, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

35 And some of them that stood by, when they heard it, said, Behold, he calleth Elias.

36 And one ran and filled a spunge full of vinegar, and put it on a reed, and gave him to drink, saying, Let alone; let us see whether Elias will come to take him down.

37 And Jesus cried with a loud voice, and gave up the ghost.

38 And the veil of the temple was rent in twain from the top to the bottom.

39 And when the centurion, which stood over against him, saw that he so cried out, and gave up the ghost, he said, Truly this man was the Son of God.

– Mark 15:12-39