Our family just got bigger:) Familia sa largit:)

Meet Dorothea Damian, born August 27th in London to parents Iulian and Cornelia:) She’s the 19th grandchild to my parents, Lydia and Ilie Damian and the first child for Cornelia and Iuli:) Cutie pie:)

Bine ai venit Dorothea Damean, nascuta August 12, 2018 in Londra:) Parintii Iulian si Cornelia sunt plini de bucurie si noi alaturi de ei:)

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Meet Sofia Damian, born today in Portugal to parents Alex and Mia:) She just rounded the number of grandchildren to 20th:) Sofia is Alex and Mia’s first child and a cutie:)

Bine ai venit Sofia Damean, nascuta azi, Octombrie 16, 2018, in Portugalia:) Parintii Alex si Mia sunt in culmea fericirii si noi printre ei:)

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Greetings and love from the Damean family from London:) Missing in the picture are Cornelia, Carmen and Chet, Alex and Mia, Tibi and Nicol, Oana and Alex and children Merrill, Meleah, Alex, Dennis, Sarah and Rebecah (the twins:), Sofia, Iosua, Ionatan, Hadasa and Dorothea.

Salutari calduroase din partea familiei Damean, din Londra:) Lipseste din fotografie Cornelia, Carmen si Chet, Alex si Mia, Tibi si Nicol, Oana si Alex, si copii Merrill, Meleah, Alex, Dennis, Sara si Rebeca (gemenele:), Sofia, Iosua, Ionatan, Hadasa si Dorothea.

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God Bless:)

Quincy

Tonight while watching the Netflix Original documentary, Quincy, I found out something interesting I never knew about Chet. While living with Grandpa Charlie in Skyway, Seattle, he met and formed a friendship with Quincy Jones’ mother Sarah Wells Jones.

During an intermission of the Bill Gothard Christian Conference called “Insitute in Basic Life Principles” in 1988 at the Seattle Center, most likely at the Key Arena, while reading his Bible outside on a bench a thin lady sat down next to him and soon a conversation began, mostly about the Bible and God, creating an instant bond between the two. Soon after, Chet began visiting her small apartment downtown where she watched a small boy and girl most days. He remembers the good humor they shared while spending time together despite the age difference and the odd homeless look she seemed to have about her. He also noticed that something was a little off with her at times.

In their conversations, the name of Quincy Jones and his brother Lloyd came up and that’s when Chet realized the connection and wondered why would the mother of Quincy Jones live in such a small run-down apartment, knowing absolutely nothing of the personal history between the two. Sarah Jones seemed to be more proud of Lloyd and his important job at the Komo TV station, mentioning him often in the conversation, while hardly mentioning Quincy.

The relationship lasted about six months while Chet moved on to other things in his life and even though their friendship was short-lived, throughout the years he still thinks about her fondly.

Well, I learn surprising new things every day:)

God Bless:)

Before the wind touches the soul

I’ve picked up a new habit, electric skateboarding…sitting style:)

I’ve never skateboarded in my life, however, that recently has changed after trying out Chet’s electric skateboard. Then I’ve ordered mine:)

Usually, I experience fear before getting on the board and if I did let my mind run wild I could easily talk myself out of a potential fun time. The imaginary bad scenarios can be scary:) So I stop the doubt. I have to find my spot on the board just so, one mm off and I get the wobbles and have a hard time turning. I feel the board for a few seconds making sure we’re in agreement. Then I start and as it slightly jerks me forward my stomach tightness and fear wants to have the final word.

These seconds or minutes before every single ride are the hardest; the body works hard in convincing me that laying comfortably on a couch and away from any potential harm is a better idea. But before the wind touches the soul it must touch my face first and for that to happen I must ride. So I do and few seconds in I feel a deep sense of freedom and joy hard to explain. I feel light and no longer burdened. I simply savor the moment of pure bliss.

In life many times we find ourselves in similar situations. The fears of what ifs can intimidate us into complacency and away from joyful moments. It can keep us in the fear zone (which in reality is infinitely smaller than the fun we can have afterward) and prevent us from building another beautiful memory worth preserving.

Pass through the fears of the moment so you can let the wind of joy touch your soul.

The video shows my mother-in-law, Janet, on her electric bike and me on the electric skateboard. Chet’s videotaping:)

P.S. I am impressed by my mother-in-law who battled and won against cancer, and to see her out and about living life is wonderful:)

God Bless:)

http://www.wowgoboard.com

Loneliness during illness

I began this web/blog site with the intent to keep a track on my medical info, since my short-term memory was seriously injured- still is to a certain degree, which can be a fantastic blessing when I get frustrated over small things, because I soon forget them and I’m left without a reason to stay mad:). Another reason was to encourage, if possible, anyone out there in the same situation as mine.

I had a great job and relationships before the illness, my life was on a high peak of happiness and contentment and I worked hard to get there. That changed literally overnight. But something that took me by surprise was the loneliness that trickled in along with the illness, like two best friends, inseparable and intent on causing trouble. I was cast aside, no longer a productive and effective member of the society. I call it “the silent depression” and I now understand how horribly it afflicts the ill, especially the chronically ill, and the senior citizens. With Lyme, as with other toxic and neurological illnesses, the mental clarity and health deteriorates and one’s personality changes. I used to feed off the energy of multitudes of people and found solitude boring and useless. Not now.

So I sat down this morning having my breakfast of tea and a gluten-free/vegan carrot/banana bread (not my usual breakfast, but I baked last night:) thinking of all the other ill people out there in the world and the loneliness they may be experiencing. What can I say to be of encouragement? What encouragement can I receive for myself?

For those who believe in God remember that He used the most imperfect people, men and women, to do great things through. It’s never too late, you’re never too weak, to ill or too fragile to be a strong force for those around you. I am like Issac who was a dreamer, but God ended up doing great things through. What about you?

Rom. 12:15; 1 Pet. 4:10; Ex. 14:14-The Lord shall fight for you, and you shall hold your peace:) These are some verses to encourage you:)

For everyone:

Forgive.

Meditate on good things (health and a cure and remember not everything has been discovered. I strongly believe there is a cure for Lyme, Chronic Lyme, Neuro Lyme etc, even if it has not been discovered yet, but above that I believe that our body has the ability to heal from anything if given the proper balance of nutrients and extracting all toxicity out of it).

Help others. (That means even if you can only pray for them, or smile at them, or give one word of encouragement, it gives you a temporary break away from your troubles).

Make a plan for what you want to do when feeling better and start planning towards that. Here you’ll have to be realistic and change some of the past goals and plans.

The internet is a source to reach out, through support groups, but be careful not to get stuck in the negative cycle of complaining only. Some days you’ll need to unload, and you should do so keeping in mind that your audience is hurt too, but than don’t forget to smile and laugh. (Watch comedies).

The best cure for loneliness is health and being part of the society once again, until then fight like hell to get there, and I promise you once you make it to the other side a wiser person will emerge on the other side.

I’m reading this book now, and I love it. It’s a look into the human body/autoimmune/cell function with a biblical insight as well. For those who don’t have a passion for the medical field, this may be a bit boring, but it’s not hard to understand. Well written and an easy read.

http://www.scriptum.ro/librarie/mai-presus-de-stiinta.html

For those who want the book in Romanian.

God Bless:)

Osana

In ultimul timp mi-a fost tare dor de Dumnezeu. Gura mi-a fost inchisa, probabil pentru ca inima imi trece prin anumite schimbari si desi schimbarile sunt pozitive in final sunt noi, si tot cei nou ia un timp de rumegare. Impovarata de anumite detalii a vietii de zi cu zi, am uitat sa vorbesc cu el zilnic, cum am obiceiul, dar inima a continuat sa tanjeasca dupa momentele petrecute impreauna in mod regular.

Toti trecem prin momente similare, cand gura noastra parca nu poate exprima ceea ce am simtit asa de clar si puternic odata in trecut. Toti trecem prin momente in care parca ne impedicam de toate amanuntele vietii, si ne auto-frustram sau auto-invinovatim. Devenim tacuti trecand cu o anumita sovaire prin noul process al cresterii, icercand sa invatam tot mai multe.

Am invatat, ca durerea nu e sfarsitul sperantei. Am invatat ca nu-mi dau indeajuns acreditate, am invatat ca totu-i trecator, totul inafara de dragoste. Frica e foarte trecatoare si numai dragostea o poate invinge. Am invata ca am tendinta de a conversa direct si fara multe detalii. (Scurt si cumprinzator cum e zicala). Am invatat ca-s mult mai puternica decat mi-am dat seama in trecut. Am invatat ca-mi iubesc fratii si surorile extrem de adanc, desi poate exprim treaba asta in forma saraca. Am invatat ca Chet si copii sunt in centrul inimii mele dar Dumnezeu stapaneste peste toate. Am invatat ca a ierta este nou pentru mine si ca atare am de luptat sa patrez o inima iertatoare mult mai puternic decat mi-am dat seama. Am invatat ca Romanii stiu cum sa incurajeze un om cazut, mult mai superior decat isi dau ei seama. Am invatat sa accept faptul ca Dumnezeu ma chemat sa fiu vulnerabila in fata voastra, simultan un proces necesar insanatosirii unui suflet ranit. Am invatat ce-i suferinta dar simultan am invatat cat de adanc iubirea parcurge in aceste momente de suferinta, daca le lasi sa parcurga. Am invatat ca impreauna putem invinge orice. Am invatat ca toti avem o poveste de zis. Am invatat ca e un privilegiu sa va am in viata mea, privilegiu de care sunt foarte adanc miscata si multumitoare.

Am invatat sa zic: Doamne iti multumesc de toate! si sa simt aceste cuvinte pe deplin.

Voi prin ce trece-ti in ultimul timp?

Va doresc o zi plina de pace in toate colturile inimii si puterea de a invinge orice obstacol prezent in mijlocul vostru.

O zi binecuvantata va doresc la toti:)