Saturday, December 25, 2010
When I was a little girl my Granddaddy always gave me a box of Brachs Chocolate Covered Cherries for Christmas. When he died, no one bought me chocolate covered cherries at Christmas anymore. When I was married to ex #2 I shared this Christmas memory one year. That Christmas I received a box of chocolate covered cherries & he told me they were from my Granddaddy. That is one of my best memories of that marriage. Someone loved me enough to listen to how important that memory was to me, and saw to it that I knew he knew it was special to me. Now I buy them for myself every Christmas & remember childhood Christmases. I did it this year too. It was very important to do this year. I have had one or two of them every few days. I will finish the box tonight when I am home after spending the day with friends & having dinner with them.
I remember the year I was 16 or 17 & my family went to see all the Christmas lights in the nearest big town. Back when stores stayed open late & were located on Main Street. Music played, all the windows were decorated, & as we walked in & out of stores I would comment on things I liked. We would then stroll on, me & Mama. As I would later learn Daddy would wait until we were in the next store & he would buy me everything I had picked out. All those gifts were under the tree on Christmas morning - the peach colored bucket type shoulder bag, the arora borealis crystal pendant. There was more but those two I have always remembered. But mostly I remember the beauty of walking in & out of the stores so beautifully lighted with lovely Christmas music playing. I always loved to shop with Mama. We had so much fun looking at things, commenting, watching people, trying on clothes & shoes. We would have lovely lunches & shop some more. No one was a better shopping partner than my Mama. I wish I had known the last time we shopped together would be the last time. I took it for granted. Now I cherish the memories.
Merry Christmas, dear readers!! Cherish each day, each memory you make as if it is the last one. Make today a special memory for your family & for you.
Monday, December 13, 2010
In the words of Maya Angelou "We do the best we can & when we know better we do better". That pretty much sums it up. Mama did the best she knew how when I was growing up & when she knew better she did better with me. But it took us years to come to being comfortable as mother & daughter. She was always amazed when she would find out that I didn't know something. Like the fact she thought I was pretty. She never told me that until a few years ago. She "thought" I knew. She also thought I knew,without her telling me, that I was smart, she was proud of me, & that she loved me. Well, guess what, I did not know those things. That is why it is so special to me that I was the last person she spoke to & that those words were "bye bye" "I love you". I think she came back just so I could hear those words, & could know without a doubt that my Mama loved me.
We went almost 20 yrs without really speaking & never seeing each other. I would always call during the Holidays & her birthday. She never called me. Never knew until it was all over how abusive my 2nd marriage was & how I had self-medicated. She always refused to believe I was an alcoholic/addict. She never saw me that way & for my Mama who always wanted everything to be perfect she had to believe it was not that way. She had a vision of me that was impossible for me to live up to, but in these last 10 or so years she had come to appreciate the woman I have evolved into. The belief system I have, the values I cherish, the strength & get it done attitude I have adopted. I heard her tell one of her friends one day "We'll ask Donis, she always knows what to do & she will know how to solve this" High compliment indeed.
I have been known in my family as "Wild Child" for a very long time because I was the adventurous one -the one with the gypsy soul. The one who could just pack up the car & move across the Country on a whim because it sounded like fun or because whereever I was just wasn't working for me. I think that independence both awed & scared my Mama. I think she would have liked to have had the adventures I had, but I think that my having those adventures scared the hell out of her, for me.
But in the end, I came back to Oklahoma. Came home to take care of Mama, but then took care of my brother instead. Now I have honored Mama's final requests, carried out her final wishes. Took care of business just as she knew I would when she gave me the instructions over & over. Knew I would make sure the doctors did not prolong her life artificially. Knew I would voice her wishes & carry them out. Knew I had the strength to do it all. Knew I could do her funeral service. And I did it all. Because Mama knew I would.
Several months ago I said to a friend "I'm here because I will have to take care of Mama at some point. When she is gone there will be nothing to keep me here & I will move on with my life somewhere else. Maybe I will return to Seattle or move to Florida. Who knows." Well, I love my job. I love my house. I have a life here that works for me. So, I am after all, an Oklahoma Girl. And it appears that here is where I will stay. I still have a gypsy soul but my adventures will keep me closer to my roots for now.
I will continue to remember Mama. Tonight I almost called her then remembered that I couldn't. I don't imagine that will be the last time this happens.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
7:15am Wednesday, 12/01/2010 my Mama went Home to be with my brother, all who have crossed over before her, & her Savior. She is happy, whole, no more worries. Her service was Thursday, 12/02/2010 in my hometown. She had requested a graveside service, closed casket, no wake or viewing. Mama wanted her earthly body to be buried immediately so according to her wishes this was done. We were able to go to the funeral home & view her body one last time before the casket was sealed.
This is something my Mama wrote about grace that I found going through her papers the day she died. I read it at her funeral.
The grace of God says because you are saved, not in order to be saved. You are not trying to keep a legalistic system. You are responding to a system of love and peace.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Thursday, September 30, 2010
The house that built me was not the house that I shared with my parents. The house that built me belonged to my Granddaddy & my Nanny. Those of you who are Southern & Country understand the term "the homeplace." It's the place where your roots are buried deep. It's the place where you felt like you were truly home. Safety, security, love, warmth - the homeplace.
Mine is a small farmhouse on a dairy farm. 200 acres of barns, fields, Jersey cows, dirt, pastures, ponds, woods - they all make up the homeplace. Anytime I was back in Oklahoma I would drive out to the farm my family no longer owns. I would sit in the driveway & look at the house, the dairy barn & let the memories take me back. I could see it all again. The dairy up & running, cows in the fields, hear the John Deere tractor off in a hay field, see my Nanny working in the garden, & a blond haired blued-eyed girl lying in the grass watching the clouds drift by.
Sometimes I would get out of the car & walk around a bit. Took alot of pictures one day. I would always touch the ground & feel the life of that place flow through me once again. I have always & will always belong to that land. There are the happy memories of my childhood.
Yep, that house built me. The values I learned there have stayed with me for over 5 decades. I can still hear the voices of my grandparents. I can still see them even though they have been gone from this world for many years. My Granddaddy died when I was 16, my Nanny when I was in my mid-30's (on my birthday). But they are never far from my thoughts or my heart. For they, perhaps more than anyone else, helped shape the woman I am today. I was cherished in that house. I was valuable in that house. I was loved, respected, & taught so much in that house.
No matter how far we travel our raising wins out. Mine has as I get older & am once again drawn toward the house that built me. It is time to hold that soil that was farmed by my family in my hand once again, it is time to look at the fields, remember learning to milk a cow, gathering vegetables from the garden, running across fields free with a border collie by my side. Waterboy is buried on that land. He was my first dog, & he is the reason I love dogs. He was the smartest dog I ever knew. He was a joy to watch working cattle. He lived to be 20. He was in my life from my birth & I mourned his passing when I was not quite in my teens.
The Homeplace. The house that built me. To quote another country song "the roots of my raisin' run deep". I hope you, too, have a home place. A place where all that is good about you was built.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
It has been said that the best revenge is a life well lived. I find that to be true, especially when someone has said to you “You can’t make it without me”. Oh yeah, just watch me. And while you are at it “Eat my dust”.
Life is just too damned short to live any way other than what makes you happy. Not superficial happiness, but true happiness. A happiness that radiates from deep within your core being. Happiness & contentment that comes from living in harmony with yourself & your surroundings. Happiness that comes from walking your true path, following your destiny, taking the Journey with an open heart & mind, accepting yourself honestly by admitting your faults & short-comings, accepting those with whom you come in contact the same way. It is not easy, but for me, it is necessary in order to live freely – free from superficiality & lies.
Those who know me will tell you that I possess blunt honesty & I also hope they will tell you that I dispense that honesty with love, compassion, & true caring for others. I have found that speaking the truth is so much better for all concerned. It may cause some people to walk away from you, but then those people are on their own Path & for whatever reason are not meant to walk with you. I have long-time friends that I may talk to only occasionally that will actually call me because “You are my friend who will tell me exactly what is what”. Yep, I definitely will tell you “Which way the cow at the cabbage.” But only because I care & truly want to offer good advice with real solutions to a problem.
Because my heart has been healed I want to help others heal theirs. I think that this is what the psychic meant many years ago when she told me “You are a healer”. I had hoped it meant I could lay on hands & heal people from diseases like cancer, etc. I guess in a way I can. I cannot take away the disease, but I help them deal with the pain in their Spirits. I can ease the road they are traveling. I did this for my brother. I know my Journey toward his crossing over was easier because we faced it together honestly. I believe his Journey was easier because I walked beside him all the way until he let go of my hand & crossed over.
Am I a successful woman? YES!!! …and here are the reasons:
I am at peace with myself
I have made peace with the pain in my past
I have honestly faced my mistakes & failures as a person
I strive daily to be a better person
I have a loving heart
I have a kind, compassionate, giving Spirit
I live in harmony with my environment
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Seems like all the stories I read as a kid started with "once upon a time" & ended with "and they lived happily ever after." I chased that stupid fairy tale for way too many years.
I was raised in a time when a girl was expected to marry & have children. Oh, you could be a teacher or work in an office but that was just to supplement, help out, not as a career. I once overheard my Mom tell one of her friends that they sent me to college to find a husband. I found one alright.
It took me 20 yrs & two failed marriages to learn that I could rewrite the fairy tale. That happily ever after could happen without a man in my life. I could build my own life. I could be happy on my own. I could be my own person. I could set the parameters that defined "me".
I think the biggest disservice that was, and in some instances still is, done to girls is not empowering them to be independent, self-sufficient, giving them a right to their own voices. My granddaughters, thank goodness, are being raised to be strong girls. I sometimes wonder how much more I could have been had my parents thought I was worth more. I wanted to go to law school, but I got married. I loved being on stage but I gave up theater because I was a "wife". I allowed another person to define me. Actually I allowed many people to define me. My first brave act was to get a divorce & become a single parent. My folks were livid. But, for the first time in my life, I stood my ground. Still, I felt like I was a failure unless I was "married". So, I made mistake #2. That one was out of the frying pan & into the fire. By then I was so spinning out of control. I was so damaged that I self-medicated to stop the pain.
Then, one day many years later, I woke up. Actually, I had been slowly awakening for years. A couple of strong women helped me along the way. One day I realized how sick & tired I was of being sick & tired. I knew that unless I left my marriage & got myself straight I was going to die. Either he would kill me or I would kill myself - overdose, car wreck, suicide. I was slowly dying in body, mind, spirit. But one day I kenw I wanted to live. I wanted a life. So, I walked out. Oh, even though I left physically it was harder to leave emotionally but step by step I was able to do that also.
Has the road been easy? No, it has not. Has the Journey been worthwhile? Absolutely!! Every day I learned more about myself - the good, the bad, the mediocre. I chose who I wanted be. I found my spirituality. I turned my back on organized religion because it does not work for me - too much hypocracy. But I have a very deep, personal relationship with Great Spirit. I read The Bible, The Koran, The Book of Morman, the Dalai Lama, the writings of Buddha, Gandhi, Black Elk, Chief Seattle, Wayne Dyer, TD Jakes, Max Lucado, books on Native Spirituality. I read alot. Through all that reading I found my beliefs, my ethics, my moral compass.
So, happily ever after does exist. It lives in my house. It lives in my soul. I am happily ever after because I choose happiness, contentment, peace, joy, & love each day. So, ask "How are you?" to me & you will get my answer "Fabulous, as always!"
Thursday, August 26, 2010
This morning one of the maintenance men at work stopped by my office (everyone was gone but me) & said there was a delivery in the lobby. So I went out to pick it up. Florist with flowers & when I looked at the card my name was on it. What a wonderful surprise!!
44 yrs ago today I met the love of my life...the longest relationship I have had. It has endured three marriages (two of mine & one of his). We have never made it down the aisle, but we were engaged for several years not so long ago. He is my Big Guy, lives in Seattle. I write about him & our odessesy quite often. He is the one constant in my life for all these years. The one person who knew me then, that smalltown girl from OK & he is the one who knows me now. Still a smalltown girl from OK but one who has seen so much - had such adventures, tragedies, joys, heartbreak, happiness. He knows the woman I have grown to be, my beliefs, my morals, my ethics. He knows me better than anyone ever has. He accepts me, & all that makes me who I am, unconditionally. He respects me. He likes me. And he loves me.
He was beside me when my brother got his final diagnosis. He was with us in Key West (I think we will go back there together one day. Remember old memories, make new one). He was the one I called late at night when it all got to be so overwhelming. He was my rock. He was with me when my brother died. He was beside me at the wake, the funeral, the cemetery. He got me through those first days of grief. He was the one who took care of me when I physically collapsed. He has always been in my heart from the time I was 14 yrs old. He was my first kiss. My first love. My true love.
He has sent me red & yellow roses for years on our anniversary but I am always surprised when they arrive. Red ones for each decade (they signify love), yellow ones for each year in the decade (yellow roses are my favorite & also signify friendship). So this year it was 4 red & 4 yellow. And I was, once again, touched & surprised. It made my day, & I felt loved, special, cherished. That is after all our song....Cherish by The Association. I hear that song & remember his Mom bringing me the 45rpm from him so many years ago when he was attending Staunton Military Academy in VA & his folks came to OK to visit his Mom's family. We ususally call each other when we hear it on the radio.
So, today is my 44th Anniversary! The only one I celebrate. One day, every year, I am once again 14. First kiss, first love. I do love you Big Guy!! Forever...
Saturday, August 21, 2010
I have been deeply, completely in love & I have been loved that way in return. I am loved that way now by a wonderful man I have known for 44 yrs-unconditionally, accepted just as I am. It's a good feeling, but it is not a marriage thing it is a lifetime friendship kinda thing. But, I keep having this feeling -- You're out there somewhere. If you are, you're gonna have to find me 'cause I'm not out there looking for you. My life is complete & to go through what is involved in adding a new person to the mix is just not worth it to me unless it is going to be a spectacular, soulmate, forever kinda thing. And you are going to have to pursue me, love the furbabies, accept my beliefs, & give me my space. You are gonna have to fall in love with me & convince me fall in love with you. You need to have a good job, money in the bank, & the ability to take care of me financially (in my last marriage I was that person so now it is someone else's turn). It's alot to ask of another person. But, you just might be out there...somewhere. And I just might find out that there is room in my life for you.
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Here are the rules that go along with receiving the award:
b) Tell 7 things about yourself
c) nominate 15 newly discovered blogs to share this award!
- I recently started a new job as you know if you have been reading lately. The previous job was just a real drag with way too much drama. The new one is FABULOUS!! Wonderful, hard-working people who come to work to...are you ready...WORK!! What a concept.
- I have one son, one daughter-in-law, 3 grandchildren. They are the gifts that I did not deserve, but am so blessed to have received.
- I have rediscovered friends from highschool through Facebook. Actually, not really hang out kinda friends in highschool just had classes together knew who they were kinda friends (as is sometimes the case in small towns where you do "know" everybody). I have a very strong connection with one & she has become a very important member of my Tribe.
- I have the gift of second sight. I see what others do not or cannot. I have premonitions. I interpret dreams & am learning to read Medicine Cards (similar to Tarot but deal with Native American spirit animals)
- I live in the "Now". I experience each day fully, relish in the Adventure each new day brings. Then I put it to bed & begin again the next day.
- I practice Gratitude each & every day. Even if all I do is say "Thank you" before falling asleep, because no matter the road you are traveling each day is a gift to be treasured.
- From each experience, good or bad or in between, there is a lesson to be learned that helps you on your Journey toward your true destiny. Only when I have failed to recognize the Lesson have I been doomed to repeat it. Once I have gained the knowledge, I move forward & do not tread that road again. Sometimes this has been very hard to remember. At times the lessons were not clear because I was to mired in Ego & refused to surrender to that which is greater than me. Great Spirit has been patient as I have walked my road.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
I am always amazed when a total stranger "gets" me. Happened yesterday. I was getting my hair cut & was using a new stylist. We had talked about this & that when she made the comment "You are a free spirit". I laughed & said she was right. I found it amazing that she figured that out after a hit & miss kind of conversation. Truly amazing.
I think some of it came from the fact that I was totally relaxed, completely peaceful & content. No stress. I started my new job on Thursday. It is going good, alot to absord & get caught up but I come home tired in a very contented, "got something accomplished" kind of way. It is a good tired. I am happy. Overwhelmed somewhat but happy. I have a very nice peaceful office. Everyone works all day, not alot of chatter, so far no drama. There is a very good vibe in the office. I noticed that the first time I interviewed there. Really nice vibe.
I was thinking today how much has changed in my life the last 40 yrs since high school graduation. Seems so long ago but also such a short time ago. I have seen so much, experienced so much, had such wonderful adventures, experienced such tragedy & joy. I am not the Oklahoma Girl I was that May night when I walked across the stage & received my high school diploma nor am I the same Oklahoma Girl who walked across the stage three years later on a hot August morning to receive my BA degree. How I have grown, but in some ways I have stayed the same only I have become free to be who I was meant to be. I have courage now that I never thought I possessed. I have a strength that sometimes is a surprise even to me. I am gutsy & brave. Two things I never was in high school or college or even as a young adult. When ex-husband #2 told me I had changed when I explained why I could no longer be his wife, I agreed. I explained Life had changed me. He meant it as an insult, I meant it as a compliment to myself. If I had not changed I would be dead now. If I had not changed I would not be who I am today & I like the woman into whom I have evolved. I like being strong, brave, gutsy, irreverant with a cutting sense of humor, a bend toward scarcasim, a strong belief in Great Spirit, & a deep sense of all that I cannot see. I am glad to have embraced my gifts, of being able to see what others sometimes cannot, of being in tune with the Spiritual world. I am happy that I have been able to reinvent the Oklahoma Girl I once was into the Oklahoma Girl I am today. I have kept that which was good, thrown away that which did not suit me, added the things that I want to be a part of me, embraced those things that make me different from others. I have evolved into a complete person.
I am fine-tuning the last reinvention right now. I got stuck for a couple of years in a deadend job that was sucking the joy out of me. I got mired in someone else's mud. Well, I just took myself a big old truck & pulled my show out. I am moving on down the road now, free of mud, following the sun. I am getting back to the world of positive thinking, knowing that the Universe is indeed spinning in the right direction taking me toward my true Destiny. I feel hopeful!! I know that I will be able to work, then leave the work behind when I lock my office door. I will be able to get back to my writing (not the blog, but my writing that I hope someday will be published), get back to my spiritual practices, my reading, my art. I will begin again to truly take care of myself -- mind, body, spirit. I feel free now rather than trapped in a life that I did not want. There will be changes. When they will all transpire I do not know, but I know there are a couple of things I need to do for myself so that I can be truly my authentic self.
I do hear the beat of my own drum. I am a free spirit set on experiencing Life & all it has to offer. I love Adventure, I love my Journey, I embrace the lessons I have learned & the ones yet to learn. I relish what is about to unfold in my Destiny.
So for now, all I can say is "Look out World" 'cause I'm back.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
If I was gonna write a song, it would be called 4:00am Friends using the Dietrich quote as part of the chorus.
It's the friends you can call at 4am that matter
It's the friend who is instantly awake
It's the friend who says "I'll be right there"
It's the friend who flys across the country just because you are in need
It's the friend who never asks "What were you thinking?"
It's the friend who hears your pain
It's the friend who says "I love you-hang on til I get there"
It's the friend who makes a pot of coffee & talks to you on phone while all the world is sleeping
It's the friend who never judges, but offers sound advice
It's the friend who offers counsel & tells you things will turn out alright
It's the friend who says "Come stay with me - we will find the way together"
It's the friend who cries along with you even when they think the guy is a bastard
It's the friend who never says "I told you so"
It's the friend who asks "What can I do, what do you need, are you ok?"
It's the friends you can call at 4am that matter
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Oh Thank Goodness, It's Not Just Me! Oh Thank Goodness, It's Not Just Me! Movie
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
One of my favorite sayings. Seems to be appropo in most of my life situations. I was reflecting on this one day last week when I was facing a situation (nothing serious) where I bit my tongue not to say "This ain't my first rodeo". How true, how true. My life has been one "rodeo" after another. Cowboys, horses (including the iron ones), cattle stampedes, storms, bad guys, oil field workers, saloon girls, the "law", moves across the Country dragging all I owned with me (leaving some along the way).
Back in the day, I dated a bull rider (he was also a tool pusher with an oil company) & then a calf roper (worked on a ranch). We hauled to rodeos all over. Bull riders are crazy. They have to be. LOL He failed to give me an important piece of information however---married w/kids. When I found out (he gave me his home phone number -what a fool- & the wife answered one night), & he finally got me to talk to him, he told me "I knew if I told you I was married you wouldn't go out with me". Duh!! Calf roper was at least single. Just not stable boyfriend or husband material. That relationship lasted about 6 seconds. Then there was the biker who rode a Harley. Found out he was a member of the KKK. Ran for the nearest exit on that one too. He never knew I found out.
The storms have been of the emotional sort. They come along in everyone's life. It is not so much the damage from the storm as how you weather it. I have weathered them well as it turns out. Not always so sure when I was in the midst of it all, but looking back it's all good because I walked out with my life, dignity, & self-respect. I have been battered & bruised but I have not been beaten. Life has handed me some struggles but I am who I am because of them. I am a better woman than I could have ever hoped to be if I had not faced adversity.
I have been considering undergoing hypnosis to try & remember all that I cannot remember of my childhood. I have very few memories of my years before my late teens early 20's. Just bits & pieces of things that float up now & again. Most of my childhood I rebuilt based on talks I had with my brother & things he remembered (he had a very good memory of our childhood, but I am 5 yrs older). I just cannot remember anything, never could. I really would like some questions answered but I wonder if knowing would be worse than not remembering. I just don't know. I have survived alot in adulthood, & I remember all of it. Maybe it just isn't important to remember anything else. Maybe it is all buried in the deep recesses of my mind for a reason. So, no decision on the hypnosis. Sometimes I want to, sometimes I say Nay just let it lie.
Yep, this ain't my first rodeo. And, it won't be my last. Whatever comes along I know I can not only handle it, I can survive it.
Monday, May 10, 2010
"Health is the greatest gift, contentment the greatest wealth, faithfulness the best relationship."--Buddha
My brother played this song for me one afternoon as we were driving home from OKC. He told me he wanted it played at his funeral, & it was. The words speak to me on so many levels. And for some reason when I read the quote above I thought of this song. I think it's because I have health, I am content (as was my brother even when he knew he was terminal), & while neither of us were successful at marriage I know that both of us have/had successful relationships because we are faithful friends.
Yesterday, I got a call from my Big Guy in Seattle to wish me a Happy Mother's Day. It was a very nice surprise. He had spoken with his aunt & since his cousin was there they chatted also. As he was concluding our chat, he said "I love you. I told my cousin that we may disagree, argue, etc but I love you & I hope you know that." I told him that I do know that, it is the constant that has been in my life since I was 14. I have never doubted his love. We can't seem to make a life together come together but I have no doubt of his love for me. I love him also. It is the longest relationship of my life, the only truly successful relationship I have ever had with a guy--44 years this Fall. We probably would have destroyed each other if we had actually married that long ago--we were two damaged people who had to find our way to contentment & peace. Don't think we could have done it together because the Journey has lead us down very different paths. Sometimes the paths have converged but mostly not. I cherish him in my life. Someday who knows what may happen, but he is my rock, someone I can call in the middle of the night & he will wake up & be there for me. He would catch a plane on a moment's notice to be with me if I needed him. All I have to do is ask. I am blessed to have him in my life.
So, I sometimes lament my failed marriages. But I have good, strong relationships with people. Relationships with friends who truly know me, they "get" me, they accept the authentic me. And, I feel the same about them. So, in that context, I am successful. I am content in my life, with the mistakes I have made, with the Path I am now walking in my Journey. Therefore, I may lack material wealth, but I am wealthy beyond measure. I am blessed with good health despite my own attempts to abuse body & mind in my youth. Sleeping with a CPAP machine & taking thyroid meds every day are just inconsequencial when others suffer so much. I am a blessed woman & I know it. I thank Great Spirit everyday for all that has been given me.
"I've been talking to my angel, and he says that it's alright"
A - Age: 58
B - Bed size: Queen
C - Chore you hate: dusting - a necessary evil
D - Dog(s') name: Lobo, Scrappy, & Zane
E - Essential start your day item: Caffiene
F - Favorite color: Red
G - Gold or Silver or Platinum: Silver
H - Height: 5'7"
I - Instruments you play(ed): zilch, zero, nada, not a one
J - Job title: Administrative Assistant/Office Mgr
K - Kid(s): Son age 33
L - Living arrangements: House w/ 3 dogs
M - Mom's name: LaDell
N - Nicknames: Sweet Thang, "D", Wild Child
O - Overnight hospital stay other than birth: Wisdom teeth extracted, complete hysterectomy (after going through menopause--WHAT THE HECK is up with THAT?!?!?!?!!)
P - Pet Peeve: People who DO NOT use their turn signals.
Q - Quote from a movie/show: "there are people in this world to save you when you need saving, to cover your ass when it needs covering, and who are always there when you need someone to lean on"--The YaYa Sisterhood
R - Right handed or left handed: Right
S - Siblings: One brother
T - Time you wake up: 5:30am-6:00am on weekdays; 7:00am-8:00am on weekends
U- Underwear: Yeah, yeah. I live in a smalltown, just one accident & the tongues would wag for a month if I didn't
V - Vegetable you dislike: Beets
W - Why you run late: I don't
X - X-rays you've had: Teeth, back, shoulder, chest, collarbone
Y - Yummy food you make: Key Lime Pie
Z - Zoo favorite: I don't visit zoos anymore. I do go to animal sanctuaries especially the ones that rescue wolves (my Totem animal)
Thursday, May 6, 2010
I’ve watched the sun set on Key West
Saturday, May 1, 2010
~~ Lao Tzu "
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I have much for which I am grateful. Sometimes I get so hung up in looking into the future that I forget to stop & simply say "Thank you" for all that I have today. After all, today is really all we have. As the saying goes, "Life is what happens when we are making plans". That is so very true, & I have seen it first-hand on more than one occasion. Plans are good, but not when the planning of Life hampers the Living of Life. Life is meant to to be a full-out, adrenaline pumping, head-long race. Not to a goal so much as to an Adventure. At least that is what it has always been for me. The Adventure of Living is what makes Life so exciting, fulfilling, & worth-while. Because when you are in that Adventure you experience, truly experience, all that Life has to offer. Mostly good, but some tragic. But it is through tragedy that we learn to savor the good times, to remember that Life is short-lived (shorter for some than others), & that we must take time for what is truly important. Love, living fully, service to others, compassion, acceptance, humility, humanity, tolerance. To serve & love others as much or more than yourself is truly a Life well lived.
So, today I stopped, took a deep breath, & remember all the things (in no particular order) for which I am grateful:
- Great friends
- A job
- A lovely home
- A reliable car
- Good health
- My sanity
- The ability to do as I please with my free-time
- Sitting on the back patio at sunset with my pupsters enjoying the last vestige of the day
- Watching the sun go down, the moon come up & the stars coming out to play
- Watching lightening bugs dance across the yard
- Listening to the doves coo
- Watching the sun come up & the world come alive
- Being greeted with puppy kisses & hugs
- The smiles that light up the faces of my grandchildren
- A day filled with sunshine
- A little jingle in my pocket for a treat now & then
- A personal relationship with Great Spirit
- A loving relationship with my son & his family
- Beautiful, smart, happy, healthy grandchildren
So, let's just stop-step back-breath-& say "Thank you".