“The heart has reasons that the mind cannot understand” ~ Blaise Pascal
I made lunch and as I cut off the first slice of bread, I was taken back to my childhood. My mother forbade us to cut the bread and make off with the heel as soon as it was out of the oven. Her claim was it would ruin the rest of the loaf for other people’s enjoyment. Continue reading →
I originally titled this “Gifting Dignity – The End of a Journey”. Really, the journey continues through the memories of her and the similarities I see of her in her grandchildren and great-granddaughters.
I don’t remember a beginning of the end of my mother’s earthly journey, we had watched out for each other for so long, it wove into the fabric we shared. She had a good run for someone who had survived a death sentence several times throughout her 83 years. Continue reading →
(I wrote this some time ago and never published it, thinking it was not the right time. Now, following a shooting at a church in Maryland, the time it seems, is at hand.)
It has been ten days since a gunman, Frank Smith, held hostages at Verso Paper in Jay, Maine. By all accounts, he had an “anger” problem. The media reported whatever they could snatch to make a story, much of which was inaccurate, but hey, they were first with inaccuracy.
I am bothered by the incompleteness of the story. The only media follow-up being the hostages were released and the gunman surrendered. Simple. Of course, had anyone been physically injured I’m sure it would have been covered differently. Violence sells. Tragedy, in general, sells. Continue reading →
Today a friend posted on FB, very early, when most were probably still asleep, that today would be an interesting day at work as she was all ready receiving text messages. I commented that I hoped it would not be all that interesting for her.
A bit later I posted an image “Angry Birds” all sitting in a row on chairs outside an office marked “Anger Management”. It was meant to be humorous, of course, as many friends play the game “Angry Birds”.
I posted a favorite quote on Pinterest“Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.” ~ Buddha Continue reading →
“A woman’s life can really be a succession of lives, each revolving around some emotionally compelling situation or challenge, and each marked off by some intense experience.” ~ Wallis Simpson
Yes, and hence seemingly “consistently inconsistent”. “But I thought you said yesterday…” is sometimes spoken in my presence. “A woman’s right to change her mind” is a right I exercise. Continue reading →
A few weeks ago a long time friend called just to tell me she appreciates me. That was it. “I appreciate YOU.” It happened on a day that was especially tough and I was feeling especially unappreciated. Those words, at that moment, meant more to me than all the cards and flowers the world could offer.
This week marked the passing of another Valentine Day. It isn’t my favorite holiday. My husband and I have the same conversation every year. He shows me he loves me through the year. I don’t need one particular day. I know this is unusual. And I understand when people say “it is a day that at least reminds us to love”, but it reminds too many they are not loved. Continue reading →
You are what you think. You are what you go for. You are what you do. ~ Rev. Bob Richards
I mentioned in a former post that funds, after my father’s passing, were scarcer than hen’s teeth. But I never thought I was disadvantaged. I knew many had more than I. Attending public school has a way of making that glaringly clear. I was also aware of many more who had less; that also was clear from school; integrating with the community; and the many opportunities my mother had us take to share even what little we had. There’s always someone richer. There’s always someone poorer. My mom, like many mothers, gave up much for herself so that I could have more. But she also had me do without what I wanted in favor of what I really needed that I might learn the difference. Perhaps that is how I learned to “take what you need and leave the rest for someone else”. No matter how little you have, there is always enough to share. Promoting quality, not quantity. First lessons of social justice. Learning dignity. Continue reading →
Becoming a traveling companion with my mother on her earthly journey had a rocky start. My parents had attempted unsuccessfully for a couple of years to have a fourth child. Against all odds, eight years later I was born.
In those days my mother, because of her age and because of the likely hood of my being an Rh negative baby, was encouraged by her NY doctor to terminate her pregnancy. My mother was Catholic (something she wrestled with all her life). She was tenacious. Above all she lived her life, expected you to live yours, and left the rest up to God. Continue reading →
The online version of Webster says dignity is “The state or quality of being worthy of honor or respect.”
I’ve been toying with the idea of whether I wanted – nay, had the courage – to write about my mother’s journey to the future. I like to think of it in this manner, because we don’t know what happens after we pass from here or what it will look like. Most of us, or at least I do, believe I will see my mom again, as well as her partners in crime. Indeed, I sometimes feel her presence even though I can’t see her. I also believe in angels and spirit guides and that there are levels to our journeying. Continue reading →
It is said that if you wish upon a shooting star, your wish will come true. From my limited experience, you better have a wish at the ready, because those stars come and go quickly! But it’s always fun to try.
If you could wish upon a star now, what would you wish? Would you believe in that wish? At least for the moment? I think most of us would. There’s something magical about stars. “The stars are the jewels of the night, and perchance surpass anything which day has to show.” (Henry David Thoreau) I have lived in the country all of my life and have seen stars in the sky on a regular basis, yet I never seem to take them for granted. Some nights they are not as bright; some nights you can’t see them at all; at other times, there they are in all of their glory. Valiantly shining. Even on the nights you can’t see them, like friends, you know they are there. Continue reading →