Man, Woman, Birth, Child, Death and Infinity

Mother ~ Woman

 

Mother, the first human touch
Opens our eyes and leads us
To a new world.
Having life’s experiences, good, bad and indifferent
Everyday arising centered or losing my way
Remembering you.

 

 

 

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Grateful

Thanksgiving. A time for looking around and seeing not what we don’t have but what we do have. This statement seems to get lost in the everyday business of the 21st century. First thing most individuals do and I’m just guessing, is fly for their cell phones. The coffee pot. The TV remote. The chair at the kitchen table, grab the Black Friday ads and study the strategy for tomorrow. (Black Friday)

To really put it out there from the heart, I love Thanksgiving. The fall colors, slight chill if not brutal chill outdoors, all nice and crispy. Now for the indoors. The smell of turkey or ham, sweet potatoes, corn, roasted buns (and not mine) cranberry’s, egg nog. Beverages: Merlot and Lambrusco. Stemmed glasses and grandmothers favorite silverware of old.

As the celebration is being prepared, I wonder how many of us really and I mean really look around as we are in the crowded kitchen and count the things we do HAVE? Or are we eyeing the BIG TV’s, the next elaborate cell phone for selfies and the DOOR BUSTERS?

Today for myself and not selfishly but sharing, I’m thankful for God, family and friends. For two reasons. One, less costly. Two. Most important. I very seldom speak of biblical verses here, but today, is special. The one verse that I take kindly too is:

Matthew 6:25-27 “That is why I tell you not to worry about everyday life—whether you have enough food and drink, or enough clothes to wear. Isn’t life more than food, and your body more than clothing? Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?

I will confess and beg the difference with part of the verse. Agree life IS more important but I think and believe, if I DIDN’T wear clothes, my life would truly cause an uproar and I’d be put somewhere where I’d be less important in my snug white coat. Yes, I do look at the birds as well, but yesterday, I saw my feathered friends grappling for food at the feeder. I’m not so sure God feeds them, but I do as my dependents. I’ve been chosen to provide willingly. Indirectly at times He does provide. Now if I could add them to my taxes at the end of year, it would be a joyous task at tax time.

Now on a serious side. It is so true how many of us worry and even are fearful today and fret with all that is going on around us. Not so easy, to just stop and NOT worry. What really struck me most about the passage is and quote “Can all your worries add a single moment to your life?” Stop and think about that.

How many single moments have been added to our lives (longevity) by worrying about the tax collector, the virus in our computers, rising cable costs, President Donald Trump inserting foot in mouth, and finally, worrying about where the next dollar will come from to feed the kids? Or the birds? 

In finality, I wasn’t born with a silver spoon in my mouth and life hasn’t dealt me the best hand. I’ve learned to play the hand, be grateful, stay in the game and not fold. Most of all, I’m thankful for all of that. 

Onward and upward’

Fathers Day

Another year gone past and again, Fathers Day
There is so much I’d like to say
It could be an essay, but you have gone away
To the Heavenly Broadway.

Many barbecues at beaches and celebrations
Many alterations to our family generation
We haven’t forgotten the loving and caring
While you were here.

We have not forgotten the loving and caring we
learned for each other now that you are gone from earth
We know you are there with our Heavenly Father
Who celebrates Fathers Day every day!

Fathers lead and surround the family clutch
Fathers are line judges, coaches and sometimes crutches
They bring home the pay check, put food on the table, hug their children
Go to little league ball games but most of all, Fathers Love.

Thank you Dad! Will Meet Again on the Heavenly boardwalk!

Not Today!

Ever have days where we can’t get a grip on ANYTHING? I mean anything!

You know it’s that type of day when finding the floor is almost impossible upon arising, until you trip over your slippers and you’ve landed. Parading to the bathroom and taking care of priorities, you look down and on your shirt or jammies there is a toothpaste blob that didn’t make it to the mouth. Then it goes on from there, can’t find the car keys; can’t find your glasses that you need to drive with; while getting into the car one bangs there nape;Ouch!One of the neighbor kids left a trike at the end of the driveway. Soooo it goes kinda like this……

A new Beginning

It’s a new day and after Mondays bump in the road (fender bender) I’ve decided to do one thing at a time. Mentally I had to realize accidents happen. I was an accident at birth. An oops as they say, since my parents weren’t expecting twins. Then I came along after my sister by 3 minutes. I also had to realize accidents just don’t happen to me and that no one is out to get me. I’m almost certain that driver-less cars will change the world. Of course, who would I have talked to exchange information if the truck was driver-less? Or even mumble some lady like swear words?

Oh hum. Hope everyone is having a good day in their book of life and is driving safe defensively.

 

A Motherless Daughter

Its Mothers Day again. “Good morning mom. Happy Mothers Day!” Yes, I even said those words today to her in hopes where ever she is, she will sense my love for her still.

What I’ve learned from my mother looking back at the 92 years with her are many things. Even in the journey of loss and the mountain of grief these last two and half years.

I recall the schedules we use to always have by gathering around the kitchen table as family. Mothers Day is a family day together and even if they are not with us on this side of the cosmos they are within us. Therefore, start up the grills! Bring out the buns and condiments along with the hot dogs. 

What comes to mind is a mothers job description.

Job Description: Long term, eternal

Responsibilities: See that the kids are clothed, fed, teeth brushed and have their homework done. This is called, Home Work Patrol. Be willing to lay awake at night waiting for the teenager of the family to bring home the family car safe and sound and the teen also. Be willing  to travel. Should have some knowledge of soccer, softball and
skinned knees. Must be willing to face stimulating technical problems such plugged toilets, gadget repair and zippers that are stuck. Must have organizational skills. Screen calls, maintain calendars and social events. Must be indispensable one minute, frazzled and embarrassed the next. Finally, must be conscious of cheap toys and safety. Know when to hold them, know when to fold them before explosion. Smile so your teeth hurt. 
To put it briefly, the candidate must be a chef, a nurse, taxi driver, tutor, keep secrets, hair stylist and janitor. 

Benefits: Butter fly kisses, burp messes, and lots of love.

Pay: LOVE

Will be with family today knowing that its moms day and she would want it that way. She will be with us in mind and spirit. Geeee, I wonder if she liked a hot dog since we’re grilling!

Happy Mothers Day to All who have chosen to apply for this job.

I’ll Never Forget the Shoulder

It certainly has been awhile since I’ve been here to share. Today is a day I will never forget. Many of us have had losses in our lives and some handle them positively, negatively and sadly. Even some morbidly joyous. I’m learning as this day starts, its how we “react” to loss and its true meaning to each and every one of us. It was a painful day, although relief knowing the suffering and anticipation would no longer be a part of the picture.  My confidante, my friend, my mother……

I’ll never forget this day two years ago…..
I stood over you with my right hand or was it my left?…..
Gently feeling your left shoulder, palm over………holding you in my broken heart….
The emotions were al a carte, knowing within, you held me there as a crying infant.

Your tour of duty in this earthly kingdom……came to an end…..
On this day I will remember your laughter and wit…..
Do something positive in your honor……
Read as you loved to do, over hot coffee at Barnes & Noble.

You taught me to read, syllable by syllable…..
You led me to this place….
To learn and not be ignorant as a child without grace…..
To not break the spine of the book, so not to replace……..books are our friends.

Today you will guide me to this reading place…..
The Creator will guide you to this place too, where our hearts will embrace….
Our hearts will dance, we will laugh, we will read, we will remember…….
I in this mortal body will calmly sip my coffee and read knowing you led me to this safe place.Happy Hour

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Everything I need to know about life, I learned from Noah’s Ark

Don’t miss the boat.

 

Remember that we are all in the same boat.

 

Plan ahead. It wasn’t raining when Noah built the Ark.

 

Stay fit. When you’re 600 years old, someone may ask you to do something really big.

 

 Don’t listen to critics; just get on with the job that needs to be done.

 

Build your future on high ground.

 

 For safety’s sake, travel in pairs.

 

Speed isn’t always an advantage. The snails were on board with the cheetahs.

 

When you’re stressed, float for a while.

 

Remember, the Ark was built by amateurs; the Titanic by professionals.

 

No matter the storm, when you are with God, there is always a rainbow waiting.

                                                            ~ Unknown index                                                

Sunday Football Moms

10 Things FootBall Moms Need

1. Proper team gear that is comfy, stylish and dashing

2. The NFL Redzone station with Howie and Terri

3. Fox NFL Sunday

4. Bloody Marys http://(Martha Stewart’s ~ http://www.marthastewart.com/1121625/12-most-essential-bloody-mary-recipes)

5. Crying Towel

6. One’s favorite Chili

7. A Sunday Boyfriend or Hubby

8. Your own favorite seat down in front

9. Chips and Dips

10. Your own favorite polite swear words

May the Best team win! 

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