And In my Neighborhood

I hear a lot about different states but have no verification. Here in Indiana many changes have been happening in the past couple of weeks.

People are afraid. People are hoarding toilet paper and hand sanitizers along with cleaning products. People must eat out often because the actual food aisles are loaded with real food.

Restaurants are closed here but you can still go through the drive-thru part. Schools were delayed until April 1 but as an hour ago have now been closed until May.

Some grocery stores have opened up early for only Seniors to go shopping with minimal risk Most businesses will allow you to pay online but not in person.

I saw that President Trump is working on helping those who have lost their jobs due to the virus through various ways.

Elective surgeries have been cancelled by hospitals and the town next to me, as of today, have placed a travel advisory in place. They are not to be out driving without a very important reason.

I have lived through different plagues but this one seems so different and in my opinion it is because people are carrying the virus without any symptoms for up to two weeks and if some choose to think this is a hoax, they are spreading the disease even more.

I saw the younger generation was an example of what I said above. They are younger and feel like they can ignore or conquer anything. I get it, but this is not just state to state, it is global, therefore this is one time we all need to respect the new changes in effect.

As for myself, I am facing some new health challenges. I have been to the doctor, it seems, about once a week. I have been to the ER this week and am seeing a Specialist next week.

I pray for you and I pray for me. Please do what you can to keep others, yourself and your families safe.

This too shall pass but not without losses.



We Need a Little Faith

Well, it has happened. Our President Trump has placed an emergency for the United States because of the new virus. Our local schools are now closed for at least three weeks. Businesses are allowing those who can, stay at home and work.

Our stores here in Indiana are showing empty shelves. I have been receiving emails all day from businesses I interact with, asking me to refrain from visiting their store to pay a bill. Instead, they want us to use online banking or phone payments.

The elderly and people are at risk of contacting this virus are asked to stay home. I think the Media does hype things up but I believe that this is more serious than we thought. Maybe U.S. should just do a lock down so this virus can not spread and it dies.

People are in a panic and maybe they have a right to. Stock piling and purchasing enough food and personal items to last a few weeks to a month. Should we all move to the forgotten hills to escape?

Is The Media Feeding us Fear?

The mass media in the Western world possess many qualities that are meant to extract certain feelings out of the viewer. … However, perhaps the most important effect the media has is the ability to induce a constant state of fear in its audience.Jan 27, 2016

i bet there isn’t a person around the world who has not heard the words, Coronavirus 19. It came to my attention when the media began talking about how many people were ill in China.

I didn’t pay a whole lot of attention on it and said a silent prayer that people heal quickly from this. We, here in the United States deal with flu every winter and know that when Spring and warmer weather arrives, the flu leaves us alone.

The media spends much time talking about it on the morning news. I really enjoy the news and can’t help but hear their words about this virus. Still, it was far from me and now it isn’t. There are cases right here in Indiana and other states.

I hear the words about tests and I see schools around me are closing and the kids are E-learning. Colleges are closing, sports games are being played to an empty stadium. Even on my emails, I get letters from businesses that make me aware that they are doing their best to keep their stores as clean as possible so I will continue to shop there.

If you aren’t aware of what this virus is, here is a link.

I found myself mentally observing various things today while I was in town. “Don’t touch the door handles, stand in the shortest line when paying and don’t stand too close to others, listening to someone coughing and realizing I was backing away.”

These are just a few things I did different today. Will I be more alert the next time I go out? Is this the media’s speeches that I’m remembering in my head? I’m on an antibiotic at the present because of an ear infection, so aren’t I safe? Is washing our hands constantly really enough?

I understand no one wants this to happen to them or loved ones. Are we doing enough? Should we be doing more? Are we smart enough to use common sense or is the media feeding us?

I Need a Little Change

Ever since Christmas my health has been up and down. The Vagus nerve that we each have has been an issue for me for over a year. The Parkinson’s I have; affects this. One day you feel pretty good and the next day is a downer. I have had different infections and yesterday ended up back at the doctor with another ear infection.

I swear this apartment I live in isn’t helping. There is mold in here and from what neighbors have said, there has been mold problems in here. I wasn’t told about this until after I signed my lease. I believe that breathing in the air has contributed to health problems.

I am not sure what the term is called but I think living in drab colors during the winter leads me astray from happy thoughts to thoughts of I just want to nap until Spring. It is so dreary inside today. I have to turn the lights on to actually see good. Do you have poor lighting in your home like I do?

I will be so glad when the sunlight and warmth of Spring actually arrives. We have had teasers in our area. Days of sixty degrees and then days like today where it won’t reach forty degrees with cold and dampness.

I want to tell you one thing that really puts me in a good mood. Listening to the birds. I have seen the Robins. Yesterday I heard the red winged black birds. I love their sounds.

Whatever the problems I am dealing with, I know for a fact that Spring is my best medicine of all. Come on weather!!! Change!

Ready to Move On

A dreary day in March
A hint of Spring I’ve had
Snowflakes and a little rain
Makes my mind a little sad.

A winter we have missed
The cold did linger on
I wish for heat and sun
It is the song of songs.

Darkness hovers close
Rain droplets on my pane
An eerie sense of realness
That Spring is dragging in slow lanes.

Written by,
Terry Shepherd

Same Children, Different Year

You remember the movie, The Christmas Story? I don’t know if there is a person who hasn’t seen it at some time. I didn’t watch it for many years because of memories connected with my deceased brother. This past Christmas I was able to watch about a fourth of it before I had to get a way from it.

I’m sitting here watching the many kids running back and forth. I see they are sledding and having a lot of fun. I can hear them from my closed windows laughing. It took me back to my childhood days. The days of being outside in the winter.

For me, it took me as long to get my winter gear on as the time I spent outside was about the same. I never liked outside. In fact, today, with having to use my walker and my ability to stand-up steady being weak, I have actually been looking at rentals in Tennessee. It has been two winters now that I am using a walker or scooter. Most times I lean or grab onto other’s coats for an extra safety harness. I just don’t like it, I mean the fact, that the fear of falling on slippery ice or crunchy snow keeps me home bound more and more. I don’t like the feeling of knowing my home that well. LOL.

My parents had the whole wardrobe assembled at the door. Regular clothes, sweatshirt over shirt, two pairs of socks, two pairs of long pants, snowmobile suit, gloves and hat along with a scarf that always came untied and I was eating the fuzz. I felt like I couldn’t move. Perhaps this is why I didn’t like outdoor activities. I preferred shorts and a T, socks and my red Keds.

As I sit here and watch the kids, I can’t but notice some are dressed similar to how I was but others don’t have any boots on. A few don’t have gloves on. One girl has only a sweater on over her clothes. Is the snow warmer today than when I was a kid, or are these kids today more warm-blooded than I was as a youngster. Or is it the babysitter or parents lack of care. I don’t know, but I know it just makes me shiver and wonder about their families. I do know one thing for sure; they sure are having fun and that says a lot.

A Child of God

I would feel like dying if one of my children died. I have had it planned in my mind for many years that my children would outlive me. I would watch then grow up and have their own families and try to be there for them when needed.

I can’t imagine, and maybe it is because I lived a sheltered? life. Sheltered may not be a good word. I came from a family who ate together at meal times. We practiced manners, respect and definitely respected our parents words.

I don’t even really know if this is a true issue today, but I do believe that taking God out of our every day lives and trying to pretend that there isn’t a God can definitely not be helping today.

Yesterday, it saddened me that there were so many missing children posted on my Facebook. It is also becoming a daily news item on our televisions too. Sometimes I can actually understand when there is a divorce and one of the parents tries to take a child of theirs. I don’t agree with this. The parent doesn’t win and I doubt if the child ever forgets his/her torment that goes on in a child’s mind.

There was a missing child that came across my screen and it definitely made me notice as it was from my own town. Don’t these things happen in other towns? Not cities like mine, we are not that big of a city. No, this is happening everywhere and in every city.

This child was a male and was twelve years old. Of course, I may never know the real story, since I didn’t personally know the family. We only know what we are told, as the public. The one thing that was mentioned was that this young boy may have a gun with him.

I trust our town and I know that our law officers and many volunteers were looking for this child. What was the child’s thoughts? Had there been a fight at home? Was the child running away from home because he didn’t get his own way? Had there been abuse involved? I don’t know.

The thing that tortures my mind is the gun. Why a gun? Why was a gun in an area that a child could get his hands on it? I am not defending the ownership of guns. I don’t like them. i am in fear of them, but when I have fear of someone being on the other side of my door; I have wished i owned one, but who knows, I could have hurt my own self.

The facts are, if a gun is owned in a home, it is very important and a must to keep that weapon put away where no one under eighteen can reach it. I may hear slack from some of you and that’s alright; we all have our own opinions.

Well, I was just watching the news and it came on as an update to this missing child. The law found him deceased. How tragic this is. A life that God placed on this earth with a purpose, taken away so quick.

At this time, there is nothing being said on how this young by died. I pray he didn’t shoot himself.

I will pray for this child’s family. No one expects their child to die before the parents. This is a sad situation that seems to becoming more in the news. How can we fix this?

To a Bully

Although this bully story is outside of the United States bullying is a national problem. This case was on my local news station, channel 16, out of South Bend, Indiana and my Facebook. This case also comes from Australia.

I have never been anything special, so don’t think I am any better than the neighbor, but I did have a brother who was mentally challenged. As he grew older he wanted to be friends with anyone. In our school days is where I noticed his behavior of saying anything on the school bus that would get a laugh or attention from the other bus riders.

I stood up for him in the elementary years and I don’t know if this is why I get so irate at people who are picked on, teased or bullied even today. Maybe, it is just my personality or maybe it is something that every person gets mad at. Well, I guess that isn’t quite so is it? The bully and those who stand by and watch don’t seem to get too upset.

I have read many stories on Facebook of bulling and consider the smirks and laughing at my brother also bullying. There are many kinds of bullying. It just doesn’t have to do with school children.

You as a bully think it’s cool don’t you? It places you in the spotlight for a small frame of time. You even get by with it for days, weeks and perhaps months until something stops you. I have a feeling that when you lay your head down at night, you aren’t dreaming of how that kid feels when you bully him. Darn it, you are probably thinking up new ways to bully that other child as you lay there.

I love that Channel 16 made this topic available to all of us on Facebook. There is always the other side of the coin. The one we don’t see quite as often. The side that shows the damage you, the bully, are causing.

I want you to take the time to read this. Read it over and over until it sinks in your head what you are really doing. Try placing yourself in the other foot. Do you want to feel like this little boy feels?

Thank you Channel 16 news, for sharing this story with us.We need to stop this!!!


I have enjoyed some changes I have gone through and I am pretty sure that the illness that God has allowed me to have has played a big part in the plan.

What I am actually speaking about is one word; challenges. Oh my gosh! You should have seen me up to just a few years ago. A challenge stared at me straight on and I would freeze.

I would ponder on it as my body stood frozen. I would talk to anyone who would listen about the problem and then I would argue with myself too much and worry about how or what the other person would say or feel.

I would end up not feeling well. I would feel sick, worn out, physically tired and the biggest thing; drained. It wasn’t pretty and I am pretty sure this caused my hair to turn white more than my kids could ever do.

When my father became ill, my faith became a little stronger in God. I did try going to church but what I really drew close to was, the conversations I had at home with just my God and me.

I think church is a good thing but for me there also drew issues of getting ready when my stability is not good. Problems of feeling like I belonged. Sitting for an hour and then getting up and leaving, many times with no one seeming to care if I showed or not. I found myself doubting me more and more.

I wanted simple so when my brother became ill and church became too much for him to go, we both started watching Joyce Meyers and Dr. Charles Stanley on TV. We both understood what was being taught and we started praying and reading our Bible more.

After my brother passed, I didn’t want to lose what I had gained with my relationship with God. I know I drifted a little from the church from remaining home so I tried once again going to church. Twice I did this and for whatever reasons it may have been, I found myself in that same old spot, so for now, I am staying home again and watching my two favorite people on the television.

My personal conversations with God are stronger today than ever before and I don’t have those doubts. It is simple. My life is simple. I thank God for his gifts and I tell him everything that I am having problems with.

This brings me to the word,challenges. I had a big challenge only two days ago. Instead of making myself sick; I just sat on my couch and told God all about it. He worked it out and I was able to not only trust him, but I got through it all calm.

Now, I thank God for all my challenges. Life, people and my illness can bring challenges as you know. God giving me and being there for me during the challenge has made me a more peaceful person, knowing I will survive and I will be alright.

Written by,
Terry Shepherd