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9/11 Thoughts and Memories

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I have sat here today thinking about 9/11 and remembering how I heard about it. In life there are certain events that will stick with you forever.  The Vietnam war is probably the first as I watched the draft and my friends sent off to war.  Another event seared into my brain was the Kennedy assassinations.  I was in Junior high school when it happened and our principal announced it over the intercom. The day that the shuttle “The Challenger” exploded and all those on board died is another one. I was teaching kindergarten and the principal rolled televisions to the hallway on each end of the small school so that teachers could look out and see what the news was saying. There was a teacher in that explosion and so it hit teachers hard on two levels. And 9/11 I remember because we were coming in from the cancer center and I turned on the answering machine and heard my mother’s voice telling me to turn on the TV as we had been bombed.

It was almost like slow motion as I watched the videos being shown on the news and life seemed to be surreal. I remember the shock and horror as I felt sick to my stomach. And my mind raced with the unanswered questions. I wanted to know why, how this could have happened, what will we do, and where would it happen next. We were supposed to be so strong. I believe 9/11 forever changed our world. Our secure feeling was shattered.

The most positive thing I remember about 9/11 was that in spite of the horror, our country came together in a way I had not seen in my lifetime. Political bickering ended and people seemed to work in harmony “FOR” the good of our country. We were no longer divided by politics, religion, race or anything else. We were coming back strong. The sad part was that as time moved on and the memories seemed to fade for many, that harmony began to dissipate and people forgot that our safety on our home front had been attacked.

I remember watching Mayor Rudy Giuliani as he worked tirelessly trying to coordinate things. I was so impressed with how hard he worked to bring the city together into some sort of calm so that hunting survivors, cleaning up, giving support to the families who had loved ones that were missing, going to ground zero and talking with those first responders were all being covered. I have to give kudos for he did an amazing job. This does not mean that nothing went wrong. It simply meant that Guiliani was fully invested in taking charge and orchestrating the work needed to be done in such a horrible time.

The First Responders were amazing. People came and volunteered to help. Some came and brought their trained dogs to help in the searches. People were fully invested, fully involved in finding every person they could and in cleaning up the damage that was done. When there is a strong leader like Guiliani, people feel a small percent of that safety that we used to feel for at least someone was leading and helping to distill the panic and fear and organize all the different segments that needed taking care.

As I sit on this anniversary, I am struck by the fact we are once again in a precarious position with the threats against our country, our government and our people. I see some people putting aside personal feelings and trying to work together. And I see some that are still polarized and fighting over things that are just not that important. It scares me that our borders are still open. It scares me that we have no plan…no real plan…of what to do. And it scares me that many of our future leaders…the young people in college…do not even know what is going on over seas or even remember 9/11.

I love my country and believe in my country. I believe that as long as people are divided, we will not conquer. What is that quote “United we stand….divided we fall”.  If there is no real unity throughout the country, through our government and no real plan other than air strikes, then my question is “Will we be united enough?”

My heart goes out to the families and loved ones of all those that died in 9/11 at the towers, at the Pentagon and on the plane that crashed in PA. There is nothing that can replace them. This is why it is so important we not ever fall into that complacency again so that this does not ever happen again. We owe it to all the victims of 9/11 and their families to make sure this never happens again.

My thanks to all the First Responders, to all the firefighters and rescue people, to all the medical people, to all the Therapists that came to help give support to those so traumatized, to all the government employees, to all the people of religions who set up places for people to come to, to all the people who helped people in finding their loved ones and to all who volunteered to help us through this time…just everyone that was there. You are heroes in my eyes: People pulling together and fighting for the common cause.

It has taken me all day to write this because I wanted to give justice to what happened but my mind would go back to that day and relive it and relive the emotions. To all those lost in 9/11 ….you will never be forgotten in our homes and in our hearts..

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Put Your Dreams Into Action

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Am I meant to be a writer? I asked myself this many times before I started sharing my writing. And yet, I could not give it up because every day all I could think of was writing….writing poetry, writing novels, writing books. It was as much a part of me as my heart beating.

Sometimes we can become lost wondering what we are supposed to be doing with our lives. From the time we are in school, we are asked what we want to be when we grow up. And you know what? I am 65 and still have not figured out what I want to be when I grow up. I know I want to write but beyond that I do not know.

Take your dreams and hold tight to them. You know the dreams I am talking about. The dreams that seem to haunt your night and days. The dreams your heart holds tight that you just can not let go of no matter how healthy you are (or are not) nor how old you get. The kind of dreams you wake up dreaming about and you find yourself day dreaming about. I do that with returning to Italy and getting where I can travel easier. Will I have my dream come true? Maybe not but I still can not quit dreaming about it.

Sometimes we are afraid to follow our dreams. My son and I wanted to move out here to Colorado and it took us over a year for our dream to come true. We had to do our work to make it come true and had to keep our dream alive. And then one day, we had to step out on faith and believe that it would all work out and it did. We still find it hard to believe that we are here living our dream. Does that mean we do not have other dreams? No, it does not.

I dream of publishing my writings and work hard to try to get them organized but right now I am too sick to do it. But, I do not give up on that dream. Maybe it will be something I leave for my sons to do. I just know I dream of it over and over. And no matter how sick I am, that dream is still there.

No matter what you dream or want to do, if the dream is strong enough you will find a way to at least get part of the dream. If you want to sing, write, dance, teach, live with self-sufficiency, whatever and it consumes you with passion. Keep working for a way to do it. Yes, it means stepping out and taking a chance and it could mean a total change in the way of life. But, if you want it bad enough…you will find a way to do it. Think about the artists who lived in tiny apartments with little money to follow their passion. How bad you want something goes along with how much you are willing to give up.

This post is about being a writer, but it could be about being a singer, a dancer, a teacher, a lawyer, a mother, a father and the list goes on. If the dream is with you every day and constantly in your thoughts, then you are meant to do it. And once you realize that, then you must have the courage to step out and go for it. If you do not go for it, you will always wonder what would have happened if you had. Does this mean we never fail. No, it means we step out and start the path to fulfill our dream of what we want to become. Do not let people talk you out of it for then you will spend the rest of your life regretting that you never tried. It may not turn out exactly like you thought, but the dream will be in there when you are done.

I remember visiting my cousins and one of them was a lineman for the electric company. He told me what he always wanted to do was become a lawyer. My response was “Well, then go for it.”  He offered all sorts of reasons why he could not such as he was too old, it had been to long since he had been in school, he did not know if he was smart enough, etc.  I told him if he really wanted it then go find out what he needed to do and start working for it. A few years after that he told me that he had done what I suggested and was about to graduate. He was so happy that he had stepped out and gone for it.  What are your dreams that keep haunting you that you really want to do? Why have you not stepped out to go after those dreams?

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The Love Affair Of The Century

Simply danLrene signiaIt was truly a beautiful love affair. She was petite and honey blonde and he was tall and dark and handsome. They seemed to fall in love on first glance but it was a doomed affair. The iron bars between them kept them apart. Also, they were a mixed couple which made things very hard. So, they had to settle for the brief encounters between the bars, the brief touching and low utterances of love.

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One could often find them….he on the outside…at the iron bars. She would be leaned in to him whispering sweet sounds of love and he often leaned his face against the bars straining for that touch of his hair. He could be seen sitting there staring at the iron bars just waiting for her.

Sounds like a beautiful love story, doesn’t it. It was a most unusual love these two had. The honey blonde was a sweet cockatiel named Miss Kitty and the tall , dark handsome one was Jack, my dog I lost two years ago this December

We rescued two cockatiels from college kids that were not taking care of them. They were left often at the grandmother’s house and she told the inspector that she could not take care of them. They came with two nice cages on a cart to roll them around.

Dillon was the other cockatiel. He looked like a feisty little penguin all gray and white. He could talk and whistle. He said Hello when we got him and did Nintendo sounds and a wolf whistle. After he had been with us for a while, he picked up the words  “pretty boy” which is what I called Jack. Dillon and Jack were jealous of each other. If Miss Kitty was showing Jack attention, Dillon would start hopping up and down on the bar and screaming. Dillon made us laugh more than once. I overslept and did not come and uncover his cage on more than one occasion and he would first start whistling. If that did not work, he would call “Hello???” “Hello???”  and if that did not work, he would start calling Jack saying “Pretty boy?”  “Pretty boy?”

Miss Kitty and Jack were something else. He would stand by her cage and lean his head in with part of his ear in there and she would just nuzzle and groom his ear.  And she would lean down into his ear and just coo to him. It was amazing. My most favorite thing to see was when she would turn sideways and look over her shoulder and stretch her wing out and rub the feathers against his nose.

One day, when we had been out, we came home and there was toilet paper all over the floor and Jack standing there with some still on his mouth. I looked at Jack and said “Who did this?”. Of course I knew full well who did. And Dillon started hopping up and down saying “Pretty boy….pretty boy”.  Jack ran over to the cage and he and Dillon would chew at each other. It was hilarious.

The story of Jack and Miss Kitty show that love comes in many forms and knows no boundaries in the animal kingdom just like with humans. And Dillon just shows you what a spurned lover looks like jumping up and down and screaming. :)

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Survivor Or Victim?

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Life is constant choices…sometimes every minute, sometimes every hour and definitely every day. And the choice to be a survivor instead of a victim is a choice I make daily. I have heard people I know say “but I am a victim” and the truth is yes, we are a victim…FIRST.  But becoming a survivor next is a choice. And going on to be come a thriver is another choice. Remember victims focus on the things wrong and survivors focus on solutions…on ways to make it better.

People start out a victim when something happens that is out of their control…a victim of a violent crime, of misuse, or an accident…whatever. These things we have no choice or control over. What we do have control over is whether or not to stay a victim. People remain a victim because they like it. Being a victim means you never take responsibility for anything.

“If it’s never our fault, we can’t take responsibility for it. If we can’t take responsibility for it, we’ll always be its victim.”
Richard Bach

It means you do not have to make decisions because, after all, you are a victim. It means that everyone else is the bad guy and you are the good guy. You are the one right (victims think) and that brings those “feel good” feelings. And some people prefer the victim mentality to having to claim responsibility for their lives and the choices they make. Some people like to wallow in self-pity. It is easier that way. Living in self-pity and a life where  someone else always takes the blame for everything that goes on in our life can be as addictive as a drug.

Self pity and staying a victim brings attention…that is until people realize you are not really the victim they were led to believe you are and then the one who loves being a victim moves on to another group of people to get the attention and rewards they want.

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Being a survivor means you accept responsibility for your choices…be they right or wrong. It means that we are willing to work towards being that survivor and accepting that our choices are within our control. It means we CHOOSE to be the survivor instead of someone who loves to continue in the role of the poor victim. Is it easy? No, but it is attainable. It means what we accept our choices and we accept that we may make bad choices. And when we do make a bad choice, we step back, review it and start over again in a more positive direction. We have that choice. It is within our power. Being a victim from some tragic event is ok. Remaining a victim is not. And once you become a survivor, then you go on to thrive and live your life as an independent and strong person.

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And I am a survivor…my choice.

September 9, 2014 Posted by | All, Uncategorized | , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Does The Olive Branch Have Thorns?

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Does The Olive Branch Have Thorns?

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I am sure all of us remember from the time we were small children being told to tell someone we were sorry. And, of course, that training carries over into adulthood. I am also pretty sure that most of us have been the recipients of apologies that were not quite real. I call these “apologies with thorns”.

I think it is important to extend the olive branch when there is something gone wrong between people and most people will apologize sincerely but there are always some who will hand you a bouquet of roses filled with those razor-sharp thorns like hedge roses have.


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One kind of apology is the one where the person says “I’m sorry, BUT if…”   This means the person is saying they are sorry but something or someone else is to blame. They are not. I am sure you remember the kind….”I’m sorry but if I had not been working such long hours, I might not have been so sharp”.  Or, “I’m sorry, but if you had not said such and such, I might not have gotten so angry.”  I hate these as these are comments abusers use a lot too.

Another kind of apology is the one said in that tone of voice that means they are not really sorry at all. You know…..the  “I’M SOR…RY!!!” or  “Well, EXCU  UU  SE me!”  said with all the sarcasm they can muster. These are the ones where we want to say  “OKAYYYY!”  in the same tone of voice, but we do not.  Ok, maybe we do mentally.

Both of the above have obvious thorns in the apology, but the worst kind of apology to me is the one where the person apologizes but makes comments after intended to hurt the other person. This is the olive branch with thorns that leaves behind a wound that bleeds, just like a rose thorn does.  It is sweetened with honey on one side but the thorns are razor-sharp on the other. To me, this is the lowest form of apology there is.

An example is when someone apologizes for something they did but then adds a comment to it.  For example:  “I am so sorry I hurt your feelings….. You know dear, you really need to make an appointment at the hair dresser. Your hair really needs fixing.” (of course said in a tone of voice that I call nice/nasty). And such comment is said, knowing full well you just had your hair fixed that day. I am using such a simple example, but I am sure you all know what I am talking about. It is the back hand of apologies. And these people usually go for something personal to be nice/nasty about such as looks, how you write, your spelling, your children…whatever.

So, what do you do when someone gives you an olive branch with thorns? There are times I want to hand the thorns back with a few comments of my own, but that is not what the Creator would want us to do. We can just ignore it but I find a little humor helps defuse the situation and also gives the person handing us the olive branch with thorns the message that you know what they are doing. For example, I might counter the remark above about getting the hair done with a comment such as “Yes, I know. I am seriously considering the bald look..”  or “I know, it a mess.?”  and laugh.

The one thing I do know is that I would rather be the recipient of the olive branch with thorns than the giver.  Then, I would not be a person deliberately trying to hurt someone. We can not do anything about how others act but we can do something about how we react to things people say or do. The only person we are in charge of is ourselves.  And those handing out olive branches with thorns want a reaction. They want to know they jabbed you. Not reacting is the best thing to so. If you have to react, try reacting with humor or kindness for then you are not giving them their fix.

Sincerity is one of the nicest gifts you can give a person. Often we have to have self-reflection to determine if we are truly sorry for something we said or did. And with self-reflection being honest with yourself. I am quick to apologize if I think I hurt someone. Sometimes we can hurt someone but it was not intentional and it actually was the person being triggered by a former event in their life. This is why it is important for people to talk, go to someone and say “you know you really hurt me when you said/did that.”  And then sit and talk about it before it becomes a wound that does not heal. And it is equally important for the one that did the hurting to say with sincerity that they did not mean to hurt the person or that they were really sorry they hurt the other person.

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Utilizing Choices

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People like to control what is going on around them. We do not like having things out of our control, nor do we like for people who try to control others to accomplish what they want to do. One of the older than dirt wisdom things I learned through the years of dealing with chronic illness is that the only thing I can really control is me and how I react to things.

Have you ever had something or someone hit a nerve in you and you react because whatever it is triggering is not a comfortable feeling? I think most people have. Someone can get on our nerves, something in the news can upset up, family members can make us mad or people around us irritate the hell out of us, and even strangers can trigger a negative reaction.

It is important to look within and to ask yourself why you are getting upset because often it has nothing to do with what happened but something within yourself. I often found that it was because what was said or done triggered a memory from the past or a situation that was unpleasant that I had already been through and when those feelings were triggered, I reacted more so from the past experience than I did from what really happened at the moment.
We cannot control what other people say or think, what is said on social media or in the news or even how people react to us. Life is not always fair and there will always be negative things to deal with. What we can control is how we react to it and what we allow close to us. Learning to set boundaries so that we are not exposed over and over to people treating us wrong is one step we can use to control being treated badly.
There is a quote that says “People treat us by what we allow”. I thought on that for a long time and realized one day that it meant if someone is unpleasant to us or tries to exclude us or push us out, if we allow it then we give them the impression it is ok. I am not talking about fighting people but setting the bar so that you protect yourself and you let people know by your actions that you will not allow this or that. For example, when someone is cold, rude, ugly to me, I just turn away and do not talk to them. That gives them the message after a while that I do not accept this treatment. I am a person of faith and try to treat people how I want to be treated. Does this mean I never fail at this? No, it does not. It simply means I work hard to treat people the way I want to be treated.
Some years back, I was attending this church and the Priest there got very angry at me because I would not conform to what he wanted and he actually ordered me out of the church. My godfather talked to me and told me to not leave the church but to stay because I went for God and not for the priest. At the time I was too hurt to stay and retreated to my home for weeks on end until one day, after much healing of the hurt inflicted, I knew I had to return for myself more than anything. The day I came walking back into that church, I saw that the ones that had hurt me were scared to see me there. I believe this is because they knew their actions were wrong and seeing me made them have to face that. Many others came up to hug me and tell me how glad they were to see me but the ones that mistreated me literally avoided me. My godfather was right in that I should have stayed and faced my attackers at that church but it took healing time before I could do that.
Something else my godfather taught me was that when people are ugly to us, attack us, demean us, etc. it is because of their own insecurities and not anything to do with us. People that are at peace have no reason to attack another person and inflict hurt on them. And so I learned to look at the reason behind their actions and it helped me to not react in hurt or angry when someone, even someone I knew and loved, attacked me or said hurtful things to me. This is especially true of the attackers on the internet who feel that being behind a monitor gives them power to be mean. That is when I learned to set the bar for how I wanted to be treated.
I find that forgiveness for my own well being goes a long way towards keeping us from reacting to other people’s actions. Forgiveness is more for the person wronged than it is for the one that has hurt us. It gives us peace and allows us to move forward in our lives. Those that cannot forgive become very bitter people.
In these days and times, life is often out of our control and I think that people who have not found that place of happiness within have a difficult time handling things out of their control. This often causes them to react with anger, ugliness or attacking. Have you ever noticed in tragic circumstances such as storms destroying a neighborhood that you will see some people who are smiling as they pick their way through the devastation? This is because true happiness lies within the heart and those people know what is important in life. Happiness is a state of mind that lies within us. People, places, things, money, etc cannot bring us happiness. Those things can bring us joy but joy is a temporary emotion and is not happiness. Once one of those things disappears, if you have no true happiness inside of you, then you are left feeling despondent.
I have learned and continue to learn daily that looking through the eyes of love, compassion and forgiveness helps protect us from the angst that comes from negative people who try to pull others down to make themselves feel better. I find anger a waste of energy. I am not talking righteous indignation over seeing others hurt or seeing corruption, etc. I am talking that short fuse anger because life is not going like we want. I have learned to stop myself and ask myself if this is what Christ would say or do. And if it is anger, control, bullying, etc we know the answer is no.
Always remember you are in control of how you react. I hear people say “so and so made me so mad” and I smile because I have learned that someone does not make us mad. We choose to react in anger because we do not like what was said or done. Just as being happy is a choice, being miserable and mean is a choice too. I look around the world and think how much better the world would be if people would quit being so politically correct, quit trying to judge and tell others what to do, and quit reacting in anger for reacting never brings about good things. When we react, we are not consciously trying to solve a problem but rather reacting as if we put our hand on a hot burner. Since we have the choice, always choose happiness, love, compassion and understanding over anger, hatred, bullying and control.

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Birds of A Feather

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Life and people is for me all about trust and I want to be someone people can trust. But, people do view us by those we keep around us. I can remember growing up hearing the phrase that we are known by the company we keep. It took me a long time to understand what this phrase meant.  I may have good moral character but if I want others to know that, then hanging with those of questionable character is not the route to go.

Be yourself. Above all, let who you are, what you are, what you believe, shine through every sentence you write, every piece you finish.

John Jakes

There is a difference in speaking to someone who does not have the moral character we do and being part of that person’s  crowd or being included in their loop. It took me a long time to realize that if you associate or have your name associated with thieves, liars and unethical people….that people will think you also are a thief…a liar…and unethical.  I know that my trust diminishes when I see people associating with those that are unethical and while I may never say anything, my belief in them is cut to the bone.

This above all; to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, thou canst not then be false to any man. 

William Shakespeare

I had someone say..”but I am not that and people should know.”  And perhaps they should know, but the truth of the matter is, people tend to judge us by the company we keep.  It is human nature. But, even more so…..when we associate online with those of questionable character, it is out there … forever.  It becomes like what we post on the internet….something that can come back and haunt us later in our lives. Employers now look online and read about people who put in job applications and unless we use common sense, it can come back and cause us problems..

I live by my integrity. I believe in honesty in actions and words and nothing turns me off quicker than those that lie, manipulate, deceive, steal, misuse others….  I have watched places on the internet that misused the very ones that were honest and ethical standing by them and courted the ones that talked ugly about them, lied about them and in essence, by courting those that are not of good character….and then wondered why things were not going well.

And then one day, I opened my eyes and said to myself… “we are known by the company we keep” and look at the company these people are keeping. And the sad thing is, I have watched small businesses fail because they kept close the wrong people and did not understand why their business was failing. It is because those that are ethical and honest will no longer affiliate with someone who keeps unethical people around them. but they can not see that.

‘Above all, be true to yourself, and if you cannot put your heart in it, take yourself out of it.”

Hardy D. Jackson

Life is too short to spend it on things that are not positive and happy. There is enough sadness, hurt and anger in the world and we can’t stop it all but we can control what we allow in our lives.

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Hope: Such a Little Word

Hope is the one thing that keeps me going. Hope that today will be better than yesterday. Hope that this or that will work out. Hope is like a tiny fluttering you feel that is your heart beating and it grows when we give it the right fuel.

When tragedies hit, many tears will be shed and hearts will hurt but hope will spring just as the crocus and daffodil bulbs push through the soil and peek their tiny little heads.


“Hope” is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.

Emily Dickinson

Hope is that tiny seed that will not let us quit..that makes us keep trying when everything seems so hard. And hope is what makes us get up in the mornings and say “Ok, I will try one more time”.

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I look back at my life…the things I have gone through and I realize that without hope….I might not be here for I would not have fought as hard as I did. Even in the darkest times, hope was there.

“Hope is like a bird, who sensing dawn, begins to sing even though it is dark.”

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Hope is like that single candle in the dark. Once people begin lighting their candles from it, the flame grows stronger and stronger. When we come together in times of trouble, sorrow and pain…we make the hope grow stronger. It is when we try to fight alone, that hope seems to be so far away.

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Why You Have To “Work” Your Dreams

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Many have asked me why I use the phrase “work the dream” when I started this blog instead of “follow your dreams” as most people say about dreams. The reason is very simply in that I believe that any dreams you have, accomplishing the dream requires work. Seldom do dreams just fall into your lap like a winning lottery ticket. I find that many people will do exactly that though. They will say they dream of doing this or that but then make no effort to make that dream happen and then wonder why their dreams never come true.

When we decided that we wanted to move to Colorado, we started from that day forward “working” towards this dream. We sat and made plans on how to accomplish the dream, plans to raise the money needed to make this dream come true and researched areas, cost, etc. We “worked” to make this dream possible. And I can tell you that the day we drove into the driveway of the first house we lived in here, we felt like we had climbed the biggest mountain in the world. Oh, what a feeling of accomplishment. That was the day we also realized that accomplishing one dream did not mean there were no more dreams for the dreams kept coming to us.

Now, let me say this as I have said this many times on my blog, I am a person of faith between me and my creator. I am not a person of religion which is man-made. And so my faith and prayers were part of this “working” towards our dream and I give God the glory for achieving this dream. I believe that God provides the means for the dreams but we have to do our part. I see many people who have the attitude “Oh, God will take care of it.” and never make any effort to do their part to make the dream  come true and then wonder why they never succeed in having their dream materialize.

When we decided to move to this side of the mountain to get away from the “resort” areas, we once again began to “work” our dream. Dreams keep us going, give us purpose and make us focus on living instead of just existing. And no matter your age, we all need dreams. We have several dreams we are working on right now and each requires us to put forth some effort. And sometimes the dreams get derailed and we have to start over again and sometimes again. Just like my dreams of being back up on my feet. I work and refine what I am doing to make my health better and things happen to knock me back down on my back again. But, I never give up on my dream of being up on my feet again and so I continue to “work” my dream.

I truly believe that this is what has kept me going through all of my health issues and trials that I have been through. I have never been ashamed of being chronically ill and disabled for it was not my fault that I was sick and disabled and I can honestly say I have never felt like giving up no matter how bad it got. And I believe the reason is I was always working on solutions and working towards the dreams I wanted to see accomplished.As long as you are “working” the dream, then you are not failing. It is when you give up on the dream or expect it to just land in your lap that the despair and frustration sets in.

Did we ever have setbacks? Oh yes, we did but that is just part of life. The hopes and dreams of what we wanted to accomplish kept me going and dreaming of actually getting there kept me smiling. Actually, when I look back through life, I see that the “getting to the dream” was the most pleasurable part.When I worked the dream of going to Italy, did the work to raise the money and actually made it to Italy, it was thrilling. And yet, what happened when I got there? Because I failed to tell my bank that I was going to Italy, the first use of my credit card and they locked my bank account down. And yet, with no money to spend, I still had the most thrilling time of my life.

The trip was paid for, breakfast and dinner were paid for when the trip was set with the group. I had no money for shopping or eating lunch but that did not matter to me. I was in Rome…oh Roma my Roma…and nothing was going to rob me of that joy. So, while everyone was out shopping for all the designer bags and scarves, I was walking up and down the little side streets enjoying the tiny shops or sitting at the beautiful fountain eating my lunch which consisted of bread and fruit from my breakfast buffet or sipping my my thermos cup and enjoying watching the artists at work in the street. Even with my bank card messed up, I was still “working” my dream.

I truly believe that attitude and mental mindset are key factors in “working” the dreams. Some dreams come true in what seems to be very short times but others take weeks and even months and some can even take years. A lot depends on how much you are willing to put into “working” the dream, how much the dream means to you and if you are even willing to put in the “work” it takes to have this dream come true. Sometimes it takes trading off that which is less important to get what is most important to you. I do this in working on my health. I trade off “standing” at times just to get out of the house by using my power chair because getting out is more important to me than worrying about what people think when they see me in the chair.

So, never ever stop dreaming no matter how old you are or what shape you are in. Dream those dreams, make plans, design ways to accomplish those dreams and keep “working” the dream for that keeps our spirits going and then when a dream happens, just enjoy the feeling. And stop worrying about what someone may think of your dreams for after all they are YOUR dreams not theirs.

August 20, 2014 Posted by | All, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Just Try Imagining

Simply danLrene signia

I dream for a lot of things even more so now when I look around the world and see the mass killings of men, women and children and seeing some of them stranded without food and water and having to bury their children. And seeing this just tears my heart. I dream for peace not only over seas but also in our country that has become so divided that the country is accomplishing nothing except to pull people further apart.

I wish there were something I could do but I only have my voice here due to my health issues going on. Most of you know from my side bar on the right that I am mostly in a hospital bed and very sick and have new things happening. And so this blog is entitled “Just Try Imagining…”   and it is called that for a reason.

We as the American people are blessed to be in a safe country but we have been attacked on our own soil before as seen with 9/11. But, because we live in relative peace, I think we fail to realize what it would be like if these wars were going on here on American soil. And so I say..Just try to imagine.

Just try to imagine if that were your homes being bombed, your family members being killed because they would not adopt the faith of the terrorists, if that were your child or loved one that was brutally killed and beheaded. Horrific thoughts is it not?

Sometimes it takes the horror for us to be motivated into being compassionate and caring and to be searching for the truth and a way to help. As I sat looking at all those pictures from the news sites and I had to force myself to look, I tried to imagine myself in those places and facing that. And to be honest, the full impact is not possible because I have never been faced with that before. But I do have an inkling and the horror that it would be.

This is not a political post or about political parties, it is about acts against humanity and us stepping in to help.  I heard people say “Well, we wanted our men and women home because we missed them.”  I understand that but could this horror have been prevented had we stayed a little longer in training them to fight for themselves? I am sure those family members still alive miss their men, women and children that were killed in masses. And the brutal killing will be etched in their brains forever.

And these terrorists have threatened our country and threatened to come here where the borders are unsecured and do harm here. It brought home to me why our military goes to help places like Iraq and other countries because it can be a threat to our own freedoms.

I have friends in Israel who are living through the war there. She is an American and he is a native of Israel and they have a two year old son. I cried at one of her videos where she thought she heard the siren go off and was changing her baby and grabbed him and diapers and was running into the hallway to hide.  She still had her camera attached to her hand and you could see the fear on her face and the poor baby’s face too. Can you imagine what that would feel like if it were you or me and we had to live with that fear daily?

We have become a country (and yes a world) that is so lacking in compassion and understanding and want to judge in such a harsh way. It really is time we came together as a country and not political parties. It really is time the different sides quit fighting with the other side and vice versa. It really is a time that we came together as Americans proud of our country and proud of the fact that we have been a leader helping those in need all down through the years. Somehow, we have gotten off tract.

And it really is time we start paying attention to what is going on in our country and our world and looking with realistic eyes and not just assuming because a person is from our particular party that all they do is good. We as a country used to stand tall and stand proud and work together. We saw that after 9/11 and I do not want another 9/11 to get us to pull together again.

There is an old saying that says “a divided house can not stand” and that is what we have become…a divided country and the divisions are by party lines, by race, by religion, by cultures and it is the saddest sight in the world to me to see. I thought we had come a long ways and now I feel like we are back in the sixties again.

So I ask everyone that reads my blog to “just try to imagine” and see how you would feel if you were the country being bombed and mass murders being done all because you would not believe what the other side wanted you to believe. Imagine and feel both sides of situations so that understanding can come and so we know how fortunate we really are in this country to live in a land of the free. But, to maintain the land of the free, we the people need to work together to keep our land free.

August 18, 2014 Posted by | All, Uncategorized | , , , , , , , | 2 Comments


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