He smells like rain

A cold March wind danced around the dead of night in Dallas as the doctor walked into the small hospital room of Diana Blessing. She was still groggy from surgery. Her husband, David, held her hand as they braced themselves for the latest news. That afternoon of March 10, 1991, complications had forced Diana, only 24-weeks pregnant, to undergo an emergency Cesarean to deliver couple’s new daughter, Dana Lu Blessing.

The baby weighed only one pound nine ounces, they already knew she was perilously premature. bby2

Still, the doctor’s soft words dropped like bombs.”I don’t think she’s going to make it,” he said, as kindly as he could.
“There’s only a 10-percent chance she will live through the night, and even then, if by some slim chance she does make it, her future could be a very cruel one”.

Numb with disbelief, David and Diana listened as the doctor described the devastating problems Dana would likely face if she survived. She would never walk, she would never talk, she would probably be blind, and she would certainly be prone to other catastrophic conditions from cerebral palsy to complete mental retardation, and on and on.

“No! No!” was all Diana could say.She and David, with their 5-year-old son Dustin, had long dreamed of the day they would have a daughter to become a family of four. Now, within a matter of hours, that dream was slipping away. But as those first days passed, a new agony set in for David and Diana. Because Dana’s underdeveloped nervous system was essentially ‘raw’, the lightest kiss or caress only intensified her discomfort, so they couldn’t even cradle their tiny baby girl against their chests to offer the strength of their love. All they could do, as Dana struggled alone beneath the ultraviolet light in the tangle of tubes and wires, was to pray that God would stay close to their precious little girl.There was never a moment when Dana suddenly grew stronger.

But as the weeks went by, she did slowly gain an ounce of weight here and an ounce of strength there. At last, when Dana turned  two months old. her parents were able to hold her in their arms for the very first time. And two months later, though doctors continued to gently but grimly warn that her chances of surviving, much less living any kind of normal life, were next to zero, Dana went home from the hospital, just as her mother had predicted.

Five years later, Dana was a petite but feisty young girl with an unquenchable zest for life. She showed no signs whatsoever of any mental or physical impairment. Simply, she was everything a little girl can be and more. But that happy ending is far from the end of her story.  One blistering after5noon in the summer of 1996 near her home in Irving, Texas, Dana was sitting in her mother’s lap in the bleachers of a local ball park where her brother Dustin’s baseball team was practicing. As always, Dana was chattering nonstop with her mother and several other adults sitting nearby when she suddenly fell silent . Hugging her arms across her chest, little Dana asked, “Do you smell that?”

Smelling the air and detecting the approach of a thunderstorm, Diana replied, “Yes, it smells like rain.”
Dana closed her eyes and again asked, “Do you smell that?”

Once again, her mother replied, “Yes, I think we’re about to get wet. It smells like rain.”
Still caught in the moment, Dana shook her head, patted her thin shoulders with her small hands and loudly announced,
“No, it smells like Him. It smells like God when you lay your head on His chest.”

Tears blurred Diana’s eyes as Dana happily hopped down to play with the other children.
Before the rains came, her daughter’s words confirmed what Diana and all the members of the extended Blessing family had known, at least in their hearts, all along. During those long days and nights of her first two months of her life, when her nerves were too sensitive for them to touch her, God was holding Dana on His chest and it is His loving scent that she remembers so well.

I signed up for Yuwie

I signed up for a social network known as Yuwie, that Joy at the Insane Writer mentions on her blog. You can be making a little extra cash by visiting friend’s pages and leaving them comments. Things we all do every day and you can get paid for it, and it is free.

Here’s how it works, you visit the Yuwie web site and visit your friend’s pages. Leave comments on your friend’s pages and hopefully your friends will do the same. If you want to make even more money, you can refer others and have them sign up for an account through Yuwie as well. If you love blogging and commenting, why not make a little money while you are doing it?

I just discovered that I could get deleted by WordPress.com for promoting Yuwie as it is an affiliate blog. So I think I will put my little url on my old blogspot blog that I keep reinventing caribooponderer.blogspot.com and if you want to check out Yuwie and join up do it from there will you. What a hassle it maybe time to consider hosting my own blog but that seemed such a lot of work.

Retirement planning for 2008


If you had purchased $1,000.00 of Nortel stock one year ago, it would now be worth $49.00. With Enron, you would have had $16.50 left of the original $1,000.00. With WorldCom, you would have had less than $5.00 left. If you had purchased $1,000 of Delta Air Lines stock you would have $49.00 left. But, if you had purchased $1,000.00 worth of beer one year ago, drank all the beer, then turned in the cans for the aluminum recycling REFUND, You would have had $214.00. Based on the above, the best current investment advice is to drink heavily and recycle. It’s called the 401-Keg.

Wear pink – end bullying

Two Nova Scotia high school students came up with this idea. I am really proud of these Canadian boys.


Wear Pink via kwout

David Shepherd, Travis Price and their teenage friends organized a high-school protest to wear pink in sympathy with a Grade 9 boy who was being bullied…They took a stand against bullying when they protested against the harassment of a new Grade 9 student by distributing pink T-shirts to all the boys in their school.

‘I learned that two people can come up with an idea, run with it, and it can do wonders,’ says Mr. Price, 17, who organized the pink protest. ‘Finally, someone stood up for a weaker kid.’

So Mr. Shepherd and some other headed off to a discount store and bought 50 pink tank tops. They sent out message to schoolmates that night, and the next morning they hauled the shirts to school in a plastic bag.

As they stood in the foyer handing out the shirts, the bullied boy walked in. His face spoke volumes. ‘It looked like a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders,’ Mr. Price recalled.

The bullies were never heard from again.”

Heads or Tails – Wonder

Skittles has a meme called Heads or Tails and this week we can write anything we like about Wonder or Wander, so I have chosen Wonder.

Four of the  natural wonders of British Columbia include:


Quesnel Lake, BC is reported to be the deepest fiord lake in the world. It is 530 metres (1739 feet) deep.

Della Falls

Della Falls – British Columbia’s and Canada’s highest waterfall with the highest total vertical drop, measured at 440 metres or 1430 ft, and is the 16th biggest waterfall in the world.


BC coastal waters are the exclusive home to the giant octopus.The North Pacific Giant  are distinguished from other species by their sheer size. Adults usually weigh around 15 kg (33 lb), with an arm span of up to 4.3 m (14 ft). 

Henderson Lake on Vancouver Island – The wettest spot in North America  with nearly 6550 millimetres of rain each year.

View more participants in the “Heads or Tails” meme.

First picture

steve and fam I took this one off my son’s blog because I haven’t got any others yet. I will not get to see the baby until this summer when I will drive down to the lower mainland. He will be about five months by then.

Say hello to Aiden, my beautiful new grandson. Pictured in the photo are my other grandson Daniel (who prefers to be called Optimus Prime), their Mom Cory, and Steve my son(with the beard).

They are already home from the hospital so I expect a plethora of photographs very soon now.

"She taught me how to live and how to die"

Last night I was told I had a new grandson, my second. Only one son has produced any offspring as yet, so now there is Daniel Stephen 4 and Aiden Christopher 1 day old. I will probably go to visit them this summer.

I went to the memorial service this morning for the woman who died of cancer on Valentine’s Day. The church was packed, standing room only and not only that there were two other services  that were being held simultaneously in Kelowna and Cassier also. She had planned her memorial before she died and she had wanted some toe-tapping music and just an up beat memorial. It was not sad at all.

A few things that impressed me were how many children stood up and spoke about how she had affected their lives while she was working as a cook in the school. Amongst them was a little girl about 8 years and two teenage boys, who we know have a lot of difficulty getting up in a crowd, but they all said that they felt she had impacted them and they will always remember her smile and her kindness.

I think the most impacting thing for me was when her caregiver got up and testified that over the last year  she watched the decline of P but the main thing she learned she said was, “She taught me how to live and she taught me how to die”.

The local nurse who had spent many hours with P this last year and especially the last few hours of P’s  life in her home said P was so full of joy and peace that it was amazing to see. That P never complained and that she knew she was suffering, but P always had a smile for everyone. What a testimony to the human spirit. The nurse said she felt that as P’s body was getting weaker and weaker her spirit was getting stronger and stronger and it was one of the most uplifting experiences to be by P’s bedside as she slipped into eternity.

Life goes on though doesn’t it, one day it will be our turn to die. I hope  I will be able to do it with as much grace as P did.