Second Batch of January Quotes as the Month Draws to a Close

Blog post #78 of 365

I am having fun with quotes even when I have no idea where they originated.

"Happiness is your own property and you always keep the things that belong to you." Anonymous via My Attitude

"I turned my phone on airplane mode and threw it in the air. WORST. TRANSFORMER. EVER." Jessica L

"A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only once." - Jojen Reed via Jay S

"Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy books. Which is sorta the same thing." Michael G via Jay S

"Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see. Mark Twain via Leanne SL

" We believe what we tell ourselves, so choose your thoughts wisely." Richard C

 "My life is a result of the choices I make... If I don't like my life it is time to make better choices." Robert B

 “Some things are destined to be -- it just takes us a couple of tries to get there.” J.R. Ward via Kerry H

 “Every child is an artist. The problem is how to remain an artist once he grows up.” Pablo P

"Others have seen what is and asked why. I have seen what could be and asked why not. ”Pablo P

“The world doesn't make sense, so why should I paint pictures that do?”Pablo P

"If you don’t go after what you want, you’ll never have it.” –Nora Roberts via Kat D

"If you're not making mistakes, then you're not doing anything." -John Wooden via Irv P

"Money is the most envied, but the least enjoyed. Health is the most enjoyed, but the least envied." - Charles Caleb Colton via Irv P

"Health brings a freedom that very few people realize they have (until they no longer have it)" Richard C

"There comes a time in life, when you walk away from all the drama and people who create it. You surround yourself with people who make you laugh, forget the bad, and focus on the good. So, love the people who treat you right. Think good thoughts for the ones who don't. Life is too short to be anything but happy. Falling down is part of LIFE...Getting back up is LIVING...Have a great life."  J.J. Cohen via Karen D
  
"You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream" - C.S. Lewis via MAMLMR

"What joy you will find, when you drop the yesterdays, and embrace today." Tyler KG

"It’s not whether you get knocked down; it’s whether you get up." – Vince Lombardi via Irv P

"Rafiki hits Simba on the head
Simba: What was that for?
Rafiki: It doesn't matter, it's in the past.
Simba: Yeah, but it still hurts.
Rafiki: Yes, the past can hurt, but the way I see it, you either run from it, or learn from it.
[swings his stick at Simba again who ducks out of the way]
Rafiki: Ah! You See? So what are you going to do? 
'The Past is just that. Passed.'" Lisa HB 

"The minute you begin to do what you really want to do, it's really a different kind of life." Buckminster Fuller via Karen D   

"A half read book is a half finished love affair." Cloud Atlas via Channing S

"Life is not a spectator sport. If you are going to spend your whole life in the grandstand just watching what goes on, in my opinion you're just wasting your life." Jackie Robinson via Jordan GN 

"Pain can make us BITTER or BETTER...." Holly GP


"How about trying to BE a blessing rather than trying to GET one?" Holly GP

"You are much more than the choices you have made." Geoff B 

These might be random but for whatever reason I liked them. So I shared here!

Life Isn't Always What You Make It

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Don't take that title at face value. What I mean to say is sometimes things are out of our hands. We can't control everything. We need to make a living and sometimes that means doing a job we are less than happy with. The trick is learning to be grateful for the living we are making and taking steps to improve anything we are lacking. 

We can control only so much but the things we can control we should do at our very best. Take care of ourselves. Eat right. Rest enough. Move more. Love well. Learn everything we need to know and some more stuff just for fun. Laugh a lot. Don't be a jerk.

When we come to work we need to be ready to work. Complaining isn't making work easier. In fact it is probably making it worse. 

Anything worth doing is worth doing well. Sometimes we don't want to do stuff but we must do it anyway. Having to do something doesn't mean we try any less than our very best. If we don't we usually have to do the thing we didn't want to do twice. Why would anyone want to do something they didn't want to do twice? Okay, now I'm just confusing myself.

Gordon says it just right... “Anyone who imagines that bliss is normal is going to waste a lot of time running around shouting that he’s been robbed. The fact is that most putts don’t drop, most beef is tough, most children grow up to just be people, most successful marriages require a high degree of mutual toleration, most jobs are more often dull than otherwise. Life is like an old time rail journey…delays…sidetracks, smoke, dust, cinders and jolts, interspersed only occasionally by beautiful vistas and thrilling burst of speed. The trick is to thank the Lord for letting you have the ride.”GBH

See being grateful make the ride less annoying. We are lucky to have the job even if it isn't our dream job. We are blessed with a spouse and children. They don't come easy but are so worth the effort. You never know if your spouse or your child will grow to be the exceptional one in a million or just an ordinary person. The world need ordinary people so what is wrong with that? 

Find joy as often as you can. See the beauty in the simple every day things like conquering a fear, learning a skill or feeling the breeze. Understand nobody promised us an easy life but if we make the very best of what we are given and remember to be thankful we will never go wrong.

Politics

Blog post #76 of 365

I grew up in a house with one very conservative republican and one opinionated liberal democrat. It was never fun. They didn't argue about politics. One of the only things they didn't argue about actually but politics weighed heavily in our house. The democrat was a volunteer on campaigns. We were made to stuff envelopes, meter mail, make posters into signs, pass out bumper stickers and more. There were always other kids forced to do the same kinds of labor while the grown ups talked politics or manned phones in campaign headquarters. None of it was fun. Even with other kids there the mood was somber. The rooms smoke filled. The labor never ending. On good nights we would have pizza delivered but mostly it was dreadful work.

So yes I was soured on early politics. Most of the guys we 'helped' get elected were later charges with a crime somewhere down the line. Bribery was a big one.

I can honestly say I hate politics. I mean down to the core hate the whole process. Don't get me wrong I vote. I love my country but I also think there needs to be some from the bottom up changes. Only the government can just arbitrarily give themselves and raise. And they do. When it comes to any other subject very little progress is made. There are large companies funding things to gain favor. If you don't believe me ask anyone in business what they have to do to keep business running. Those bribes I spoke of before were in the form of "contributions" most of the time. They only got caught in stings.

Am I ambivalent? Heck no! I just see no end in sight. How are we going to make things change? This healthcare plan Obama is so proud of has caused many people I know to have to put full time workers on part time hours to prevent the cost of health insurance. Really who is it helping in the long run?

What would I change? The list is long. Education from the ground up would be my first priority! The educational system is broken. Our class sizes are way to big to be effective. there is no continuity to what is taught and yet the cycle of teaching has been stifled. By the time a kid reaches junior high they should know how to read, write, do math, know basic science and that the cycle of war is based on greed, oh I meant history. Then kids should start learning how the world works and work toward a goal. College or an apprenticeship should begin at 16. General education requirements should already be learned and the excess eliminated. It shouldn't cost a fortune to go to school for a certificate that gets you nothing, in other words eliminate trade techs and want to be schools. Those are just where we can begin.

But the what else to pick? Maybe not allowing the states or federal government to run without a balanced budget. Would they let me run trillions in debit? I think not, so why should we allow it? Oh there are plenty more but just thinking about it gives me a headache.

I'll keep voting. I'll keep praying. I'll keep voicing my opinions. Maybe one day I'll try grassroots reform...

Oh and politics within companies and organizations are no better. Kissing up gets you further than actual performance. Really it does. Getting hired is about who you know. Getting promoted is about who you know. Nothing is base on merit once you finish school. Unions and corporations flood DC and the state capitol with lobbyists who have only their own interests at heart. Not the American public. Not you and I.

Religious Extremists and Offending People

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I offended the clerk at 7 eleven tonight. I didn't mean to I just said, "I missed the regular guy who worked there at night." I mentioned I liked being able to understand him. He told me that black people are easy to understand. I said, "No the regular guy was from Mexico." He said, "No he is black." I said, "The regular guy who worked from 3 to 11 was Mexican. He has an accent but I understand him perfectly while that isn't the case with the parade of guys coming through now" He told me he didn't know who I was talking about. I told him there was a different guy there every night and they all looked to maybe be middle eastern. Holy Cow! He said, "I'm Indian. Everyone who works here is from India. Middle Eastern people are Muslim and Indians are Hindu." He then went on to tell me how Hindu people are peaceful and not extremists. Really? I think that was the most racist thing I had heard in a long long while!

Okay, a little background here. When I was in my late teens I went exploring religion. This was long before the internet where you could just touch a few keys and find out everything you wanted to know and more that you didn't. Mostly I went visiting churches. Every kind of church I drove near with enough time to stop. I learned a lot about religion.

One church got all antsy and told me women were not allowed in the temple. Several churches were all about the fire and brimstone. Some churches had a back room where they showed me films about how bad my previous religion was. I thought this must be what propaganda looks like and wondered why they appeared so scared? They actually made me want to defend the people I had just left, because they had it all wrong. Some smelled musty and old. Some were loud and others quiet. I learned the basic premise to most of the ones I checked out but nothing rang true. None made me want to join. I later went back to my roots and I am happy here.

Through my studies I was intrigued with the Buddhist and Hindu religions among others. These two religions were to me most concerned with living in peace. Living naturally with the world. Not pushing ideas or anything. More knowing what they believe and being grateful. Now not all Buddhist and Hindu are alike but through my adventure in religious awareness those were the my impressions. I never encountered any Muslim churches on my quest but again there were no Google maps or GPS navigators to point out the nearest one.The clerk kind of made me rethink my position on the Hindu people. I know not everyone there is a Hindu because one guy gave me information on his religion. He is a Sikh. they are one I never learned about until recently. Again a let and let live group of people but willing to invite you to church any time you might like to go. These people you would notice because they wear a  'dastar' head wrap and almost always have an iron bracelet. Once they commit to their religion they never cut their hair, wear their hair wrapped up, carry a curved knife  and wear loose in the crotch 'battle' pants as well. They consider themselves warriors to their god.

Any religion can have extremists. I think the worst are the people who call themselves Christian but do not show it in any way. A Christian by definition is someone who follows the teachings of Christ, or one who acts Christlike. Most of the nondenominational Christians I've met are extremists. The kind of people who push themselves on you like there is no other options out there but to follow. My question is who do they follow? I believe God gave us a mind and the right to choose for ourselves.

While at the mall last summer I had a random group of young people ask to pray over me. I told them they can pray for anyone that they have a mind to pray for. Then they told me prayer only works if you ask permission of the person you wish to pray over and if they believe hard enough that God can work miracles. I don't think that is how it works. I believe God can heal anyone. I've read the Bible. If God can bring back Lazarus after he had fermented a while then He can heal anyone. So I let them do their thing. Afterward they asked me if I had been baptized to which I said I had and they offered to rebaptize me to make sure I have been baptized properly. I believe you must have the authority to baptize and would never have been baptized by just anyone so I knew I had "done it right" the first time. It was on many levels offensive. I left those people with such a bad feeling.

My point is anyone can be offended theses days. Any group religious or not can be extremists. Hate is as powerful as love and if you carry enough hate you can be very dangerous. Hide the hate behind religion and there is nothing worse in my eyes. I think the opposite must also be true. Carry enough love and also have a great deal of power. Though love and service you can accomplish anything!

Shoes

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Shoes, I just don't get the fascination.

Twice today I watched lovely young women in shoes with tiny spiked heels. The ones that look more like a torture device than a shoe. Both were crossing the street at a very obnoxiously slow rate. One obviously going to work in those things. If I were her boss I think I'd have her go home and change. Workplace injuries might be at issue.

I have noticed many of my friends post photos of shoes on social media sites. Even posing the shoes. Making shoe wish lists. Some post shoes with the notation "Yes Please!" And I just shake my head and think cute yes, but do I want them, no. Would I ever wear them? No.

Some might wonder if it is me because I am tall (6') but no I have had many pairs of heels before. Junior high graduation I wore three inch wedges for example. I just like comfort. Mine and those around me. I noticed people seemed more uncomfortable with the extra inches. Especially male friends of the same or shorter height.

Some might wonder if it is medical issues. My back, knees, and foot all dictate my footwear but that isn't it at all. I've always loved comfortable shoes. Tennis shoes. Vans in my youth and again in my adulthood. Skate shoes period. But after the electrocution I have not desire to increase my pain so I wear what I must. Oddly enough I like what works for me. I am completely comfortable in them and that is all that matters.

I see TV shows, especially fashion programs that tout $1,000.00 shoes or boots and I just don't see it. Maybe I am just more of the practical type. Because even before the medical stuff I just loved getting a deal. Payless had "throw away" shoes. $5 deck shoes that never lasted long but were comfortable and if they got ruined you could feel good about tossing them and getting a new pair. It really galled me that after the accident I couldn't buy a cheap pair of shoes. I was having to purchase $100 shoes and it about killed me. I have found $40 shoes that are way more comfortable and are way more fashionable (you'll just have to trust me on this one) but in the process I went through a very expensive learning curve. I'd get a pair of shoes that I could walk in at the store and find after a week they hurt too much. I mean really it was a tough time.

Back in the day when I had a job I needed to "dress" for I had fashionable flats and my coworkers wore tennis shoes in the door but put on the heels they stashed in the bottom desk drawer after they arrived. Men have it easy. Nobody expects them to put on torture devices in the name of fashion. I mean if men had to wear the heels to work I think they would soon walk in flats forever.

My podiatrist says he wishes the industry would quit making him so busy but then joked that women's fashion choices were job security. My back doctor said something along the same lines. My chiropractor as well. To me that says a lot. I get putting on a great looking pair of shoes for a night out but not to go dancing or walking and certainly not to work unless you're a hooker. (They are out there to sell and the good ones aren't on their feet long.) So to dinner and a movie or theater maybe but there are so many better choices out there. That garbage about heels making your legs look better is only true in some case. Some women just have great legs. Just saying.

Well there you have it. Keep your shoes. Judge my shoes if you want because I have few choices. But I am happy with my comfort, money and sensibility. You can keep you pain and future doctor visits.

Nuts and Other Annoyances

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As a kid I had some allergies. I was never able to roll in the grass without a rash. As a preteen I developed an aversion to homework (probably not a real allergy). Also about preteen I found eating walnuts caused sores in my mouth. In my early teens I discovered seasonal allergies. Then in my mid teens I had an asthma attack brought on by allergies according to the doctors. So as an adult I still have those pesky allergies but nothing I couldn't handle.

Then as an adult I developed lots of new allergies. Oh joy, not!

While in the middle of a staff meeting my eye began to swell. Then I noticed my lips were swollen. After the swelling went down I thought back to what I had been eating (the staff meeting was held during lunch.) Later I tried to eat a peach. My hands instantly itched and my lips swelled again. So I quit eating peaches. Later I discovered I can't eat anything with fuzz, including zucchini.

After suffering with a cold for two months I went to the doctor. Most colds & flu are spent by 21 days. My doctor said my lingering cough was from my body thinking it is being attacked by an unwanted foreign substance. Since that time I cough (not wheeze) from allergy induced asthma. So no perfumes or scented stuff. 

About the same time I discovered  have a nut allergy. With some I get sores, with others I itch and with some I swell. Not all nuts but most of them. Really, nuts? So my favorite candy bars are out. No Snickers, no peanut butter cups, no paydays. It doesn't seem fair.

As a result of these allergies I can't go to church without trouble breathing, I have to just get up and move if someone with offending perfume sits near me. Even several pews away. Picnics at the park are out. I still can't sit in the grass. I can't go in certain parts of grocery stores (soap isles to be specific). I can't go to the mall. There are too many stores with perfume wafting out the entrances. Every time I eat I have to ask about ingredients. Does it have nuts or fuzzy fruits? A potluck or dinner out can be very difficult. The seasons still change and I have added pollens, dust and flowers to the list of likely to cause breathing trouble list. Ugh! It just doesn't seem fair but then again life isn't fair.

But the biggest annoyance to my allergy filled life is I have found a substitute for peanut butter. I can eat nut and seed butters of the nuts and and seeds I am not allergic to and there are several. Some unfortunately are hard to find. But what do you call a nut butter sandwich? Trust me you don't want to say nut butter in front of certain immature people. Seed butter isn't any better and when I say PBJ people want me to stop eating so I "don't die." Allergies are no fun.

Why Me?

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Why not me?


Everything can't always happen to someone else.

Learning as I Go

Blog post #71 of 365

From the time we are born we all learn as we go. We make tons of mistakes. Don't lie to yourself we all make mistakes. Some of us make more than others. Some of us repeat our mistakes. Some repeat our mistakes over and over never really getting it right.

The key is to pay attention as we go. Growing along the way. Without the observation and self awareness we will be the one to repeat and repeat and repeat without end. Trust me on this you don't want to be that guy.

I am thankful for opportunities to learn. I am thankful for the opportunity to take risks. I am thankful for the right to choose. And I am thankful for the right to keep making mistakes until I get it right.

I am also thankful to the people who show me by example how to be good and strong and make better choices. I am thankful for the screw ups who have crossed my path who I can also learn from. I am thankful too for the difficult people in my life who have shown me how I do not want to be.

May we all not be judged by our mistakes. May we all choose well. May we all continue to learn as we go.

I Believe

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I believe in miracles.

I believe in being strong especially when it is hard.

I believe happiness and a good attitude make everything better.

I believe in comfort.

I believe the two best ways to burn calories is laughter and sex.

I believe every weakness and every fear can be conquered.

I believe love takes effort.

I believe love is worth the effort.

I believe a smile can change your mood.

I believe quiet is highly underrated.

I believe the best sound is laughter especially the laughter of babies and children.

I believe happiness comes from within and my perceptions can change everything.

I believe in trying hard.

I believe if I ever expect anyone to trust me I must first trust myself.

I believe in magic.

I believe music is a universal language.

I believe friendship matters.

I believe family is important.

I believe in the right to choose.

I believe the Lord loves me.

What Are You Missing?

Blog post # 69 of 365

Joshua Bell the best violinist of our time played incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment. 

Mr. Bell made $32 from 27 of the approximately 1,097 people who walked passed. Only one passerby recognized him. Is concert at the Boston Symphony Hall three days before sold out with fairly good seats selling for $100. Really I get the experiment was timed while people were rushing to work. I always leave for work early. That way traffic or distractions would not be a problem. I could relax and enjoy life.  

I wonder why people didn't have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing some of the best music ever written? Just a moment to take it all in. How many other things are we missing?

Smiling

Blog post #68 of 365

I remember years ago a bumper sticker that read: Smile it will make everyone wonder what you've been up to. Well I smiled every time I read it. Not because I wanted to make people wonder but because I found it funny and I like to smile.

Admittedly I do not smile all of the time. I've been told I often look contemplative or serious. I think that may be true and I am often contemplative. There isn't anything wrong with being contemplative or serious.

My normal tendency is to smile at friends and strangers alike. I believe a smile is contagious. Smiling always makes me feel better. Well for a little while anyway.

I smile because I am thankful for all of the gifts God has given me and I recognize them all as gifts. I also smile when I am happy, when something is funny, and when I want to brighten someone's day. I can find a million reasons to smile so I do.

Some nights I might wonder why my face hurts. Then I remember how good the day was and how much I smiled. I think we should smile so much that our face no longer hurts from the effort. Imagine how wonderful the world would be if everyone just found happiness in the daily life they live and passed that happy feeling on to everyone around them?

I hope someone or something helps put a smile on your face today. Even if only for a moment.

Balcony

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I remember when every movie theater had a balcony. When I was very young I always wanted to sit up there. It was high up and dark and I guess for a kid a little mysterious. I never did get to sit in the balcony. My grandchildren will probably never experience a movie balcony what with all of the stadium seating available today. 

Recently I have done some self evaluation. I have paid extra attention to my life, who is in it and why they are here. I asked myself a few important questions like; Which people lift and which people lean? Which people encourage and which ones discourage? Which are on a path of growth and which are stagnant? Who am I sad to part with and who do I want to run from? Who appreciates me? Who shows kindness? Who really tries to get to know me and allows me the know them?

Who tries to understand me and my faults and quirks and loves me anyway? I want a quality audience. One that will respect me and foster peace in my soul. I want friends and family who continue to grow and appreciate me for me. I have come to some conclusions I am happy to share.

 

My life is mine. The beauty is I get to pick the audience. Some are chosen by birth while others by choice. Not everyone gets a front row seat. Some I would rather love from afar while others I want closer. Those are the people who will receive more attention and love from me. I get so much more done when I'm not pulled into the drama of others. There are people I love who will, if I were to let them just drain the happy right out of me. Those are the people who I will try to keep at arms length. I will not dispose of them. I will not turn my back on them. However those are the people that can sit in the balcony of my life.

 

 

Free Stuff

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The best stuff in life is free. For example; friends, family, smiles, hugs, kisses, love, laughter, sleep, good memories, sunshine, nature, and more.

I adore free stuff. Especially unexpected free stuff. This might sound ungrateful but I love free stuff more if it is something I want, need or will use. Don't get me wrong if something is free I will find a way to use it or find someone who will. I am into using what is at hand. I recycle. I hate to think of stuff just sitting in a landfill someplace when there is more life in the stuff. Okay not a gross dumpster diver type but not opposed to sanding off the rust and using a can of spray paint. All of the toys in this house are put in big plastic jars that were filled with crackers or pretzels at some point.

So if you just want to give me something feel free. I'll figure out a way to use it.

Real Parents

Blog post #65 of 365

Real parents would do anything for their child.

Real parents love unconditionally.

Real parents don't just walk away when stuff gets hard.

Real parents teach and then lead by example.

Real parents set boundaries.

Real parents make rules.

Real parents take responsibility.

Real parents expect responsibility.

Real parents know where their child(ren) are.

Real parents take time to meet the parents of the friends their child(ren) spend time with.

Real parents are parents first and friend second.

Real parents will understand this while others never will.

More About Perspective

Blog post # 64 of 365

I have written on perspective before but I have a few things on my mind...

My friend Jenny lost a child last year. She and I both have a strong belief life does not end with death on earth. She is pregnant again and is blogging about the experience. I love her weekly updates. This week she made me weep. Her perspective on the loss of a child and the anticipation of a new child is awe inspiring to me. "How special she (her new baby girl) must be to have a brother love her and us so much that he would trade her places."

On a different note. I posted photos of my new niece. Nine days old today. Her mommy disputed how old she was because she didn't count the day she was born. She tried telling me "Doctors don't count the day a baby is born." Well if she needs to be right at all costs then I guess she can make stuff up as as she goes. My perspective is if you are not able to acknowledge a mistake makes it an even a bigger mistake. I just let it drop. In my perspective that is the best way to go in these situations.

Both examples help give me a better view of the world and where I fit in it. Blessed by some and confused by others.

Anonymous Words of Encouragement

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This was allegedly found posted in a university bathroom. I don't know who wrote it but it is worth the read.

To the girl who was raped: You are so strong. I cannot fathom the pain you must have gone through. The fact that you have the bravery to write it (even on a bathroom wall) gives me hope.
To the girl with eating disorders: I promise you, although I don’t know you, you are beautiful, you deserve your health. You deserve freedom from that hell.
To the girl with the alcoholic father: I am so sorry for the agony it must cause. Again, such courage is remarkable you must be such a strong person to see such pain.
To the girl whose father died: Missing them never goes away. The ache of their absence never goes away. But the love they had, the memories you share surely must last. I am sure, out of the bottom of my heart, the people who have left you in this world are exceptionally proud of the person you are.
Every time I see these walls, these confessions, I feel so blessed to know I have the privilege of seeing them. Your moments, these secrets, are all precious even though they are sad. To all of you (including those I did not mention, and those who have not yet written)
-You are worthy.
-You are strong.
-You are brave.
-You are loved.
-Somebody cares.

I found it touching. I don't know if the story is true but I do know the words are encouraging since they are now circulating around the internet.

I know of nobody who isn't worthy of love and respect even if they have taken a wrong turn they still deserve the benefit of the doubt.

Everyone had strength. The key is to recognize it and tap into it when the need arises.

It only takes a minute of bravery to be brave. It is in there, all we have to do is pull it out.

I care enough to keep it circulating because it is encouraging and sweet.

Underemployment

Blog post #62 of 365

Underemployment:  the condition in which people in a labor force are employed at less than full-time or regular jobs or at jobs inadequate with respect to their training or economic need.

Our nation is filled with underemployed people. And it just got worse! 

We now have mandatory healthcare. Any employer who has 50 or more "full time" employees has to provide healthcare.So now employers are cutting hours. The good news is there are a ton of new part time jobs opening up. the bad news is if your employer knows you have more than one job they can cut your hours even more because you "have a second job."

I guess the good news for Obama is the employment rate may go up... This is bad so very very bad.

Signs Everywhere

Blog post #61 of 365

I always wanted to learn sign language. But with all languages if you don't use it you lose it. Who would I use it with? I had to learn some when I worked with a deaf child. His teacher would kick him in my class for discipline but I think he liked it so it kind of backfired for her. Or maybe it didn't and the three of us benefited. He never gave me any trouble. Anyway I did learn some. I've lost more than I have retained but I'd love to really learn sign language. Not interpreter but communication sign.

It has been on my mind a lot lately. I guess I should take a class. But partly it is on my mind because I of a recent conversation in which someone said sign language was a waste of time. Even for a deaf family member. I couldn't disagree more. Who would want to go through life trying to read lips without the benefit to "speak."

The conversation swayed a little and went on to "Common Sign Language" in which people who are not deaf use. Case in point the human hand... Each finger represents something unique that "everyone" understands. The pinky represents a promise. The ring finger represents love. The middle finger shows anger or rather provokes anger. The pointer gives direction. The thumb a sign of good luck. My response is that the hand may be used for that but there is more to be communicated than promises, love, anger, direction and well wishes.

I have decided to pursue my sign language beyond simple signs and learn to communicate. Now if I could just find a class...

The Mysterious They

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Who is this mysterious "they"? We always hear "they" should do this or "they" shouldn't do that or "they" said this or "they" said that. The truth is if we want something done we need to do it. If we need something changed we need to change it.

Okay sometimes "they" refers to the government. Sometimes "they" refers to doctors. Sometimes "they" refers to administrators. Sometimes "they" refers to unions. There are a lot of "theys" out there and some we don't have a lot of control over but in truth we kind of do. We can write out public officials, vote, lobby etc. to change the government. We can change doctors or change our lifestyles to better take care of ourselves. We can change jobs, vote out union officials, or work to change laws regarding unions. There a lot of things we can do to become an active part of our own destiny.

The truth is we are "they" or "they" are us. It is time to quit whining about life and make changes. Okay so things might not happen right away but I seriously believe if we want to make a change or need something done we need to do it. It is a simple as that. We need to quit being a bystander and get active. Start small maybe. Pick your battles for sure. We need to stop laying blame and take responsibility.

Life is what you make of it so make the best life you can. Because we are the "they" that can change the world.

Making Room

Blog post # 59 or 365

We need to make room. More room for family. More room for friends. More room for love.

If we fill every available space and every moment there isn't room for more.

Living simply and not simply living should be our goal.

Our Kids Deserve Better

Blog post #58 of 365


We live in a complicated world of conflicts and conflicting ideas.

There was a time when several generations of families lived under one roof. Grandparents living downstairs or just down the hall. Married couples living with their parents and beginning their families while still under the roof of their parents. Homes weren't huge. They were cozy. I live in one such home. For now my son and I live in a tiny home with my mom. It is cozy and sometimes a little too small but in all honesty I don't think I'd like living in a huge house alone. I live in a neighborhood of mini mansions, none of which I'd want to live in. Most of these homes are empty. I mean huge four thousand square foot homes with a couple living in them. Maybe a couple and one child. Who needs that kind of space? We are becoming more and more distant. Maybe if we weren't so distant we could understand each other better.

We live in a world of conveniences. Instant everything. Some I love, like the washing machine and indoor plumbing. Most of these conveniences many people take for granted but I appreciate not having to boil my water for a bath, not going to the outhouse in the middle of the night, and not washing my laundry by the river. However I think we are becoming lazy because of the conveniences we have. I hear people complain about having to hang their laundry because the dryer broke. I often hung my clothes even after I got my dryer. I liked the quick dry of the summer, the sun on my back and the fresh smell of the line dried clothes. Maybe we should move more. Actually get up to turn off the TV might be a great first step.

Today a college degree is more of a necessity than ever before but I think people in general aren't as smart. It is like common sense has lost its importance. To get a minimum wage job requires a degree in most cases. I don't understand why it is important to have college for everything. Why do we need our front desk clerk at the hotel to have a degree is hospitality services? Really hospitality services, I think someone got bored and just started making things up. I want to go back to the days of apprenticeships. When if you wanted to learn a trade you got someone to hire you and train you as you went. I want college to make sense. It should be a series of core classes and maybe a few electives. We should know how to read, write and do basic math before we graduate high school. In fact most states have exit exams to make sure students can read and do math before exiting high school. Stupidly it is math nobody really needs but it is math none the less. Maybe we should lobby for real change in our education system.

We have experts in every field but it seems our problems multiply and compound more often than not. You'd think we'd have less problems as we become more and more educated with information at our fingertips. I think with so many people so focused on one thing we have lost the bigger picture. For the sake of our future shouldn't we focus more on the whole picture.

We have pills for everything but a greater need for pills. Wouldn't it just be easier to eat well and get off the couch more often? We don't move much. We get in a car and go to work then drive home after 8 hours in a chair. Our digestions has slowed but with instant everything making dinner is as easy as popping something in the microwave or driving through. Is it any wonder we are getting fatter with every generation?

We can build space stations but can't fix our streets and bridges. We can circle the globe in twenty four hours by plane but most of us haven't crossed the street to introduce ourselves to our neighbors. Okay maybe some have. I know I have but it was me who crossed the street every time.

We have computers so we can "keep in touch" but do we communicate? I think many of us just don't talk as we should. Really communicate, exchanging information and ideas.

What happened to the days when people had nice clothes and work clothes? What happened to taking care of what we owned instead of chucking things when something better came along. What happened to fix it until it can't be fixed. The day of the handyman is lost on most. Manufacturers perpetuate this toss it in the trash society we have become. There was a time when manufacturers made things to last thirty years but now we are lucky if they make it to last five knowing I'll need a new one. Manufacturers are as guilty as we are. Lets learn to sew and fix the hole instead of buying a new one. Lets reuse what we have until it is worn out. Lets plan for a future with less waste.

There was a time a person's word was as good as a contract. Deals were made on a handshake. Character and integrity meant something. I want those days back. I want to live in a society where trust and honor are the norm not the exception. I want to live in a world where profit isn't the bottom line. That profit does not trump quality, ethics or a job well done.

Our children and grandchildren deserve better than what we have become. I ask myself what can I do to make the world a better place? I think living by example is the best place to start. If you can think of something better feel free to let me know.

Which am I?

Blog post 57 of 365

I have a lot of great friends. Some I have had forever and we have been through so much together I'd say we have passed friendship and are family. Chosen family is pretty cool. One such friend posted an old looking kitchen with a grandma type photo and the following story on Facebook.

"Which are you?"

A young woman went to her grandmother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was solved a new one arose.

Her grandmother took her to the kitchen. She filled three pots with water. In the first, she placed carrots, in the second she placed eggs and the last she placed ground coffee beans. She let them sit and boil without saying a word.

In about twenty minutes she turned off the burners. She fished the carrots out and placed them in a bowl. She pulled the eggs out and placed them in a bowl. Then she ladled the coffee out and placed it in a bowl. Turning to her granddaughter, she asked, "Tell me what do you see?"

"Carrots, eggs, and coffee," she replied.

She brought her closer and asked her to feel the carrots. She did and noted that they got soft.She then asked her to take an egg and break it.

After pulling off the shell, she observed the hard-boiled egg.

Finally, she asked her to sip the coffee. The granddaughter smiled, as she tasted its rich aroma. The granddaughter then asked. "What's the point,grandmother?"

Her grandmother explained that each of these objects had faced the same adversity--boiling water--but each reacted differently.

The carrot went in strong, hard and unrelenting. However after being subjected to the boiling water, it softened and became weak. The egg had been fragile. Its thin outer shell had protected its liquid interior. But, after sitting through the boiling water, its inside became hardened.

The ground coffee beans were unique, however. After they were in the boiling water they had changed the water.

"Which are you?" she asked her granddaughter.

"When adversity knocks on your door, how do you respond? Are you a carrot, an egg, or a coffee bean?"

Think of this: Which am I?

Am I the carrot that seems strong, but with pain and adversity, do I wilt and become soft and lose my strength?

Am I the egg that starts with a malleable heart, but changes with the heat? Did I have a fluid spirit, but after a death, a breakup, a financial hardship or some other trial, have I become hardened and stiff?

Does my shell look the same, but on the inside am I bitter and tough with a stiff spirit and a hardened heart?

Or am I like the coffee bean? The bean actually changes the hot water, the very circumstance that brings the pain. When the water gets hot, it releases the fragrance and flavor. If you are like the bean, when things are at their worst, you get better and change the situation around you.

When the hours are the darkest and trials are their greatest do you elevate to another level?

---AUTHOR UNKNOWN

When I originally read the story I pictured (I'm very visual) the pot of boiling water with carrots in it and before reading on I thought I'd add some potatoes, onion, chunks of meat, season it and we'd have supper. But I read on. I pictured the boiling eggs and thought an egg salad sandwich would go perfectly with the stew. Then I got to the coffee and pictured chocolate cake (I am not a coffee drinker the only way I know to love coffee which I find bitter and difficult to swallow is in chocolate cake). What a better way to end a meal than with chocolate cake? But then I read on.  

Well I thought about it for a second or two and then I sent my long time friend this message.

I don't think I am carrots, eggs or coffee. I think I am a combination of things. Sometimes I get soft & mushy, I can harden when the need arises and but usually I flavor the world with my uniqueness. I think you do too. Just saying. I think we are better for all we have endured and make the world a better place because of it.

I think life is grand. I think I'll go cook up some stew, make a sandwich and bake cake then share it all with friends because the best meals are shared.

Bad Words

Blog post #56 of 365

There are curse words. I'm not writing any of them down but some can be found in the media while others can be found in rap music and movies. I'm sure I don't need to point them out.

Then there are bad words. Bad words are words that tear down. Words said in anger or just out of meaness like stupid, ugly, crazy etc. These are the kinds of words that hurt most.

I don't do resolutions but I think this year I want to strive to be less hurtful. To use words that uplift and try not to use hurtful words and phrases.

Socks

Blog post # 55 of 365

I love socks. When I was a kid my utilitarian aunt gave me socks for my birthday. Who does that to a kid? I could see socks and a toy or socks and an outfit or socks and a book but just socks, nope not cool! So I said something and she started getting me outrageous socks. Strange colors, toes socks, character socks, holiday socks and this was before they just sold holiday socks. I know she had to put in the effort. They actually started with blue and purple tie-dyed hose. Now I have a bunch of great themed socks! I love them but they wear out so i need more.

When I was a kid growing up in California I usually went barefoot. Now unfortunately I have nerve damage and I have to wear shoes all of the time. I am a pain wuss.Walking without shoes is very painful. In fact finding shoes that work is a difficult task. I also have to regulate the temperature of my feet. Too cold is super bad so I wear socks even when I am sitting with my shoes kicked off.  

Anyway I have learned to appreciate socks. Thin socks in the summer and thick ones in the winter. Yes we get freezing temperatures in California at night so socks are a necessity.

I mentioned I live in California and there is one pet peeve of mine when it comes to socks. There is and is not appropriate shoes for socks. Meaning if you are wearing flip flops or sandals then leave your socks off. More importantly if you are wearing shoes real shoes then it is never okay to go stockingless. Feet sweat and feet in shoes without socks stink, yuck! I don't care how rich or how fashionable you might think you are please get some socks. They make socks so low cut you don't even see them anymore so there is no real excuse. this is the deal after a while the stench from your feet permeates your shoes. It never goes away no matter how hard you try we can smell them. Let me make this perfectly clear people if your feet begin to stink they stink through your shoes and will make your shoes stink even after the foot is removed. Odor inserts will help some but not as much as you believe they are.

Finally it looks unfinished. Like you forgot. Not like you are too cool to put them on but like you are too lazy to be bothered. The thing about those really low cut socks you can see a peek here and there. They are "practically" invisible not completely "invisible". I guess it is up to you but I'm sticking with my opinion here since it is my blog. If you don't wear socks it isn't cool ironically or otherwise. It is however stinky and lazy looking.

Obstetricians

Blog post #54 of 365

I babysat this weekend. I mentioned that in my last post. On the way back to drop the kids off I stopped at the hospital where my niece had her baby this afternoon. The kids got to meet their new sister and see Mommy. It was nice.

My niece went into the hospital last night and they gave her some pain medicine she went to sleep.  Today they gave her some pitocin and pain medication, she took a nap and woke up the push the little one out. Must be rough!

I was thinking about babies after that. Nearly thirty two years ago I gave birth to a son. I went to the hospital where they monitored me and after a bit they called my doctor who arrived in time to help me deliver my baby. It was a little more complicated and painful than that but that is how it worked back then. I had 4 more and all but one who came very quickly they called my doctor who then delivered my babies. Today the obstetricians are on rotation. you are delivered by the doctor on call. If you happen to go into labor when your doctor is on call that doctor will deliver your baby unless you take too long then the next doctor on call will deliver your baby.

My niece goes to this hospital in a not so great part of town and not real close to her house. Anyhow I am surprised anyone goes to a specific hospital anymore or shops for an obstetrician because these days anyone can deliver your baby. I don't know if I like the idea. I mean you spend nine months getting to know your doctor and hopefully they get to know you then you have the baby with whatever random doctor happens to be there. I'm sure this new system works for the doctors. They know when they're on and when they're off. They know there will be no 3 am calls to deliver twins! But seriously isn't that what they signed on for?

OB times have changed and when it comes to the patients I'm not certain it is for the better.

Questions

Blog post #53 of 365

I am babysitting. I don't think there enough answers in the world to satisfy these kids!

Why is it cold? How does it work? When can I/we one? What is it? How come we have to share? Do you have more? More whys... Can we have pizza? Why are you crying? What are you doing? What did he do? What did he say? What is manners? Can you say it in Spanish? Can you say it is sign language? How do you know? Who is it? What is it? Why is it green? Did you know I like that? How tall is it? Why do the dogs bark? Can I have a drink of juice? Can I go to the bathroom? Can I have a drink of water? Can I have more? Why did he get some? Why did she get more? Can I play with the crayons? Can I build with the pink blocks? Why do you have pink blocks? Can we watch TV? Can we watch a movie? Why is it cold? When does the sun go down? Can I see? Did you take a picture? Can we play a game? Does Gramie have to wear her neck cast every day? Even when she sleeps? Who is that? And the list goes on.

Mostly we had a great time. They are so full of energy and love. We had to work on rules and manners but who doesn't? I'd do it again.I may not have to but I would.

Lack of Sleep

Blog post #52 of 365

Lack of  sleep is just getting to me.

Today I got nothing!

The I Really Hate the 'F' Word

Blog post #51 of 365

Okay I am not a fan of the 'F' word. You know the actual word 'F U C K' specifically. It is a crude word for an act that is very natural and wonderful. Oh there are some who say love making and fucking are not the same thing but if there is no love there shouldn't be an intimate act. You can disagree if you want. You have that right.

Actually this post isn't about that word.  This post is about the 'F' word that has haunted me for more than 37 years, fibromyalgia. I have had pain for as long as I can remember. It got really bad when I hit puberty. After a few years of doctors tossing back and forth ideas they suggested I go get tested and the university (USC) medical center. They did a slew of tests and the diagnosis was fibromyalgia. I made the doctor write it down. As he wrote he said. "I hope I'm wrong." You see there is no real definitive tests that can say you absolutely have it or you absolutely don't. They didn't have any real literature on it. A pamphlet with symptoms and not much else. My symptoms fell right into line with all of the symptoms in the pamphlet. Pain, muscles aches, fatigue, and tender points on my back, chest, hips and legs. It didn't give me any hope so I ignored the diagnosis. I prayed he was wrong and that the symptoms would subside. They never did.

This was in the 70's no internet and really not much in the library. There was a little blurb in about three books. That was all I found. By the late 80's early 90's it seemed to be a label for anyone with unexplained pain. Books came out on the subject but most of them were kind of general and not very informative. Some were a more autobiographical, "I have fibromyalgia" kind of book. With so many people having been probably misdiagnosed I feel like there is a lot of bad information out there.

I would never say fibromyalgia isn't real because I have it! I am saying in some cases fibromyalgia has become an excuse for people to be lazy and cranky. I've had it all of these years and I have learned to deal with it. Medications didn't come out until recently and I can tell you they help. Keeping active helps. It is hard some days but it is worth the effort. If you let it shut you down it gets worse and it is harder to pull back up. So on bad days I stretch and walk some. Every little bit helps.

It has many causes and once you get it you never get rid of it. So why not live with it. Live through it and do what you can to keep it at bay. By taking medication, eating right and moving.

I'm Bored

Blog post #50 of 365

When my kids were teens they knew not to say, "I'm bored." Because my answer was well you could vacuum, dust, do dishes, a load of laundry, clean the bathroom etc, You get the point. If they couldn't find something to do Then they weren't looking very hard. They had homework, games puzzles books, TV, game systems and each other. there was no reason for boredom. As a family we volunteered and church and in the community any time we could in any way we could. We participated in dances for the developmentally disabled, helped people move, bake sales, car washes, gave blood and more. they were pretty well rounded yet every once in a while they would say. I'm bored.

There is an article recirculating throughout the internet that has become "viral" (not sure I like that word.) After reading it I did a search to find out more. Here is the article.

Open letter to Teen-ager
Always we hear the plaintive cry of the teen-ager. What can we do?...Were can we go?
The answer is GO HOME!
Hang the storm windows, paint the woodwork. Rake the leaves, mow the lawn, shovel the walk. Wash the car, learn to cook, scrub some floors. Repair the sink, build a boat, get a job.
Help the minister, priest, or rabbi, the Red Cross, the Salvation Army. Visit the sick, assist the poor, study your lessons. And then when you are through - and not too tired - read a book.
Your parents do not owe you entertainment. Your city or village does not owe you recreational facilities.
The world does not owe you a living...You owe the world something.
You owe it your time and your energy and your talents so that no one will be at war or in poverty or sick or lonely again.
Grow up; quit being a crybaby. Get out of your dream world and develop a backbone, not a wishbone, and start acting like a man or a lady.
You're supposed to be mature enough to accept some of the responsibility your parents have carried for years.
They have nursed, protected, helped, appealed, begged, excused, tolerated and denied themselves needed comforts so that you could have every benefit. This they have done gladly, for you are their dearest treasure.
But now, you have no right to expect them to bow to every whim and fancy just because selfish ego instead of common sense dominates your personality, thinking and request.
In Heaven's name, grow up and go home!
- South Bend Tribune, Sunday, Dec. 6, 1959.

The original author is said to be Judge Philip B. Gilliam of Denver, Co. A highly respected judge in the Denver Juvenile Court and Juvenile Hall from 1940 until his death in 1975.

As far as I can tell not much has changed since 1959. Kids will still complain of boredom and parents will still expect communities to provide some form of entertainment (parks, youth centers, YMCA, boys and girls clubs etc.) but if there isn't one when you moved into the community you can't expect them to build one once your kids become bored. 

Pessimist Optimist Realist and Opportunist

Blog post #49 of 365

I did some thinking. Oddly enough it didn't get me into trouble this time. No really it was about this saying.

Dear Pessimist, Optimist and Realist,
While you were arguing about the the water I drank it.
Sincerely the Opportunist

I have read it before and recently came across it again.

As a refresher the pessimist say the glass is half empty. The optimist says the glass is half full. The realist says there is a cup, water and a glass and in time the water will evaporate or someone will spill it or drink it.The opportunist will use the glass of water in some way. In any way really. To water the plant, quench thirst or make a splash.

I think I am all of the above. I have this idea if I expect the worst them I am usually surprised, The pessimist.

I hope for the best always in everything and everyone. I try to do my best and so I hope everyone else does as well. I am an optimist.

I know people do not always try to do their best and so having low expectations isn't usually too off the mark. I am a realist.   

I take every presented opportunity and even ones that I see that are not presented. Thus I am an opportunist as well. 

For example if I ask for a glass of water I hope it is ice cold and filled to the brim but I never expect it to be. I know eventually a glass of water will arrive and I am grateful for it and will use it in any way I can.

People generally have opinions of all four. They can tear down all three but I prefer to build them up in a positive way because I know what works for me.

Stamps

Blog post #48 of 365

I love stamps. You know those old fashioned things you put on an envelope and for now the USPS will deliver it right to your mailbox. I love those. I have a ton in a drawer. Well not because I love them in a collector kind of way but because the prices change and for a long time they were always flags I have like five kinds of flag stamps. then there is the not wanting to put five stamps on the make the exact right postage. I may have that drawer of stamps for a very long time. Maybe then they will be worth something. I am grateful for forever stamps. One price forever. I just found out international stamps will be forever soon too. Maybe after the prices go up I'll find my missing international stamps.

Actually I love mail. Not bills or that incessant barrage of junk mail and advertisements but real mail. Letters and card from friends. E=cards came into fashion and worse a post on Facebook or Myspace or Google. When I get mail. The real kind meant for me, addressed to me I am excited. It means someone thought enough to put pen to paper of choose a card for me! No it isn't the price of the card or the price of the stamp it is the effort that goes into giving in that way.

They have tons of stamps. Most recently I have been getting Disney stamps. I send cards and notes to people I love for their birthdays, Christmas and for special occasions like weddings or baby congratulations. My favorite though is to just sent the because I was thinking of you note. The ones just because is more important that the remembering of a birthday. It means I am loved just to be loved.
   

Life is Hard

Blog post 47 of 365

I was in the primary room at church the other day. The primary room is where all of the little people under 12 meet to sing, pray and give talks before gathering in Sunday school class with the kids their age.

On the wall there was sheets of green paper with a questionnaire kind of thing on it. One made me very sad. The final question is what is the most important thing you have learned in your life so far. Or something similar to that if not exactly. One little girl wrote, "life is hard." She was about 9 maybe. My first thought was childhood isn't supposed to be like that. Oh I know life is hard and I've known since I was four but I guess no I hoped it was only mine. I know kids in third world countries and what not have it tough but do any of them know easy. I didn't know how hard my childhood was until I saw how other kids lived. But knowing this was the most important thing little girl had learned was a harsh blow for me.

This quote "Tough times don’t last tough people do." was on a wall in a rehab facility and it is one of the most important things I've learned. I hope this little girl learns that she will be better for the tough times and that she will grow stronger and hopefully become more resilient. I wish she didn't have to go through the tough times or maybe that she wouldn't have to recognize them as hard times while she is so young.

I'm not sure where I was headed with this when I started or even now. Maybe I just want someone out in the universe know that I noticed this little girl. That I have compassion for her and if i could I would lift her burdens.

Sweet Stolen Words

Blog post # 46 of 365

I am a very visual person. I see words in my mind. One word can conjurer up an entire picture. If I close my eyes and think of a word a whole picture will spring in there with it sometimes a whole string of pictures. Like 'spring' for instance. At first thought I see the rusty springs popping out of the concrete slab up by falling springs lodge when I was a kid. All very humorous. The next picture the little creek or spring we passed walking to the rusty springs. Then Tigger, friend of Pooh Bear. Then bare branches with tiny fresh leaves beginning to coat the world in a festive green and little buds about to become a field of flowers. All of that from the word spring. All I had to do was close my eyes for a second. My fingers itch to draw, paint or photograph every picture in my head.

I believe the tendency for me to be visual is why I enjoy reading. I can see the story. I can feel the words. So when I discover a new author I get excited. Even an old author I have newly discovered it thrills me to read on.

Recently I found Tyler Knott Gregson. His words paint beautiful pictures in my hear. They evoke emotion. They draw passion. A quality I adore.

Here is an excerpt of just a few stolen words from Mr Gregson.

"... all we have is always more than we need and there will always be something left to spare." ... "I will never stop falling in love with the way you find your way through days and the grace in which you absorb the sky at night..." Tyler Knott Gregson

Did you see it? Did you feel it?

I did.

Life Lessons

Blog post #45 of 365

I read this list and loved it. It is important to learn and grow as we age. I'm not 90 yet but we could maybe learn something here. I did take a few liberties and changes a few words here and there but the mean remains intact. 

"To celebrate growing older, I once wrote (or maybe collected since I have said these things and read some before too) the 42 lessons life taught me. It is the most requested column I've ever written."  Written by Regina Brett, 90 years old (8/12), of the Plain Dealer, Cleveland, Ohio. 

1. Life isn't fair, but life is good.

2. When in doubt, just take the next small step. You can always change your mind and step back.

3. Life is too short – enjoy all that you can.

4. Your job won't take care of you when you are sick. Your friends and family will.

5. Pay off your credit cards every month.

6. Walk in knowing you probably won't win every argument and you probably shouldn't. However you need to stay true to yourself.

7. Cry with someone. It's more healing than crying alone.

8. Retirement savings begins with your first pay check.

9. When it comes to chocolate, resistance is futile.

10. Make peace with your past so it won't screw up the present.

11. It's good to let your children see you cry.

12. Don't compare your life to others. You have no idea what their journey had been.

13. If a relationship has to be a secret, you shouldn't be in it...

14 Take a deep breath. It calms the mind.

15. Get rid of anything that isn't useful. Clutter weighs you down in more ways than you realize.

16. Whatever doesn't kill you really does make you stronger.

17. It's never too late to be happy. But it is an active decision not a chance. Nobody is going to do it for you.

18. When it comes to going after what you love in life, don't settle.

19. Burn your candles, use your nice sheets, wear your fancy lingerie. Don't save stuff for a special occasion. Today is special.

20. Always over prepare, then go with the flow.

21. Be eccentric now. Be bold! Don't wait for old age to wear purple.

22. The most important sex organ is the brain.

23. You are in charge of your happiness.

24. Frame every so-called disaster with these words 'In five years, will this matter?'

25. Always choose life.

26. Forgive always but don’t ever forget.

27. What other people think of you is none of your business.

28. Time heals almost everything. Don't be in a rush, be patient and give it enough time to heal.

29. However good or bad a situation is right now just wait a while and it will change.

30. Don't take yourself so seriously. No one else does..

31. Always believe in miracles.

32. Don't audit life. Show up and make the most of it now.

33. Growing old isn't for sissies but it beats the alternative of dying young.

34. Your children get only one childhood, help them make the most of it.

35. All that truly matters in the end is that you loved and were loved.

36. Get outside every day. Miracles are waiting everywhere.

37. If we all threw our problems in a pile and saw what everyone else tossed in, we'd grab ours back.

38. Envy is a waste of time. Be happy with what you already have not what you need.

39. The best is yet to come... Don't dwell so long in the past you forget there is a present and a future.

40. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.

41. Yield.

42. Life isn't tied with a bow or perfectly wrapped, but it's still a gift.


These are simple observations and a little advice. I enjoyed them enough to modify and pass on. Hope you were interested enough to make it to the end. If you skipped through go back and read them for real this time.