Paying school Supplies Forward

July 24, 2015 at 8:27 pm (Creative Non- Fiction, Memoir, Single Parent) (, , , )

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My day started out like so many,

I had a couple of errands to run, and then a quick-lunch with a close friend. I went into Walmart to get a few groceries for my mom. I ran across the school supply isle.Seeing the supplies brough back memories of not only buying clothes and backpack items,but I also could not afford them. I was raising my son as a single parent after my husband died from complications of his disease. I was mother,father and sole provider for my family of two. I had a choice for a few years, buy groceries or Levi’s school clothes and  I remember how I felt when my parents had to help me. As Levi entered middle school, my finances increases where I could buy the endless back-to school need. (note,it is interesting what a young pre-teen deems needed) 

I remember looking at the loose school supplies up and down the isles. I noticed a few put together clear plastic bags with basic supplies in them. I picked up a few and bought them for my son Levi’s honor who died in a tragic car accident in 2007. I remember him going to his church and helping put back packs together for kids to come a pick the one they wanted. I wanted to pay forward what my parents did for me a few short years ago. 

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Signs Of Spring

April 2, 2014 at 9:36 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , )

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I would love to be able to have a beautiful garden like this one.

Such a beautiful place to have morning coffee enjoying hearing the birds sing. I have a nice sized backyard, but no real-time to care for it. I have a memorial garden for my son Levi who died in a car accident in 2007. I try to plant butterfly plants every season to enjoy. Last year I saw a lone white butterfly fluttering around my yard trying to find a place to land. This year I am plantinga real butterfly garden. I tend to have a black thumb when it comes to gardening, so I need an easy care yard.

Also last year, two birds got into a huge brawl in one of my pine trees. The fight started out on the telephone lines you see. One bird was mouthing off to another bird on the fence. the two entered the pine tree and started fighting. The one bird knocked the other out of the tree to the ground I could not believe it. The bird went back into the tree and fought some more before flying away. I was left with what just happened? Such excitement for a quiet neighborhood as all the kids on the block are now twenty- something.

I think this year eveyone is looking forward to spring; the warmer sunny days,  sitting on the front porch with iced tea. Families are out biking,the kids are outside with chalk, or playing in their battery operated cars, it is fun to watch the kids help mommy and daddy play in the dirt. Time also to tune up the old lawn mower. Everyone’s mood seems to improve with spring. hearing the birds chirp in the morning,(not brawl, just chirpping happily). And of course seeing all the newborn animals.it is fun to drive by the farms and see the calfs, ponies, lambs, bunnies, chickens with the babies gathered around. 

 I can remember when I was a girl, buying my first lamb. What a thrill-untill my brother and I found out you get up at 6 a.m. to start caring for it. Before and after school, we walked our lambes 0ne mile. Jeff and I were in 4-H club together. What treasured memories I have of growing up with all the different animals. Most of my friends envied me for living on our farm. They would come over and ride the horses after school. Those were the good old days when time seemed simpler than now. Jeff and I didn’t have much time to get into trouble because we were busy with the animals and getting ready for the fair. Life is good indeed!

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Taking Time To Live Life, Enjoy Life, Toast Life

May 1, 2013 at 7:47 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

 

 

 

 

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I am sitting in my favorite place this morning;

I can hear the birds  singing in the trees, the squirrels playing a game with the cats; You can’t catch me before I run up the tree again. Ha says the cat just watch me… And the game is on. There is one cat Annie who waits at the bottom of the bird feeder for the squirrel to get close enough to grab.The squirel once again gets away. I is a fun neighborhood indeed.

 House-sitting here reminds me of a simple time when neighbors took time to say hello while walking their dogs, families taking an evening bike ride, older couples walking hand in hand for a evening stroll. The neighborhood was built beside the river-Beautiful well kept homes line the street. You almost feel like you are in a Norman Rockwell photo. 

Sometimes it is nice to remember a time when we weren’t all in a hurry to get somewhere. Families gathered on the lawn for dinner, playing games of tag you’re it or football. I remember growing up on our ranch, the family visiting to ride horses or take a walk in the orchard behind our house. My mom never knew how many she would have for dinner. I sometimes miss the family gatherings and the fun we had. My parents traded our ranch for a tract home in a nice neighborhood. For several years, my parents hosted sledding parties at Christmas, New Year’s eve, Mother’s day and they went camping for the summer. Holidays are quiter now since my dad passed away, my husband and son hve also passed away. I try to make holidays special for my mom and keep some tradtion alive. (I decorate her house for Christmas even if she says no) She always seems to brag how nice the house looks to her long distance friends talking to them on the phone. hmmm…..

We never know what tomoorw may bring, I hope you take the time to stop and say hello on your way or tell your loved one how much you love tham and miss them. We can miss the ways of yesterday, but we can also tuck a little peice of happiness in our lives for that rainy day.

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Happiness Comes From Within

April 24, 2013 at 9:53 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , )

 

 

I remember life growing up on our ranch.

I loved having the animals, but my brother and I soon learned how much work there was in caring for your animals. You rose early in the morning to feed,water,and clean the many animals pens.If you had a lamb you were entering into the fair, every morning and evening after your animal finished eating, you walked that animal for one mile. On our ranch we had a circular driveway I forget how many times around the driveway counted as the mile. A couple of weeks before the fair, you ran your lamb around the driveway for the mile. The reason is simple-if you the seller are trying to get top dollar out of your ( not wanting to really sell your beloved pet) lamb,the buyer would not pay much for a flabby lamb. My brother and learned early, if you put the effort into the animal now, it will pay off later. 

I appreciate the chores and the caring I had for my lamb, and horse growing up.My brother and I always had a horse show, or a demonstration day for our rabbits or lambs that kept us busy. Let’s not ever forget getting your homework done in between times. My brother and I learned a good work ethic. There was a joke in my family unless you were dying, you went to school. There is something to be said I think(now) of a good old-fashioned up bringing. we did not have all the materialistic gadgets to occupy our time. we were to busy riding our horses, caring for our rabbits and sheep and cows and chasing off the snakes and skunks and deer and oh dear how much fun we had growing up. Life was simple yes, but we had everything we needed including discipline,work ethic, time management instead of wasting time. 

How sad to me that just twenty or thirty years have gone by and today teens have no idea what respect is anymore. I am not picking on the teens but if I talked to my parents or grandparents the way some teens do, I would not have sat down for a week. You said please and thank you because you were grateful there was food on the table plus it shows respect. We did not ignore and adult if we were spoken to. We did not just keep playing our game of our phone or keep listening to our iPad if we were asked a question. It is almost a sad thought that the good old days really are gone for good. When you had company over for dinner, you played a game or swim in your pool. Afterwards,you had desert. Today, you are lucky a family can have a sit down meal together and discuss the days events. The face of our generation is sure changing and what is unimaginable to me is to think about what is going to become of the next generation of kids. If families don’t have time for dinner now before jetting out the door to dad’s game,what are we teaching our kids on how to raise our grandchildren?thumbnailCACS6RH0

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Where Is Our Great Nation heading?

April 18, 2013 at 1:51 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , )

 

 

 

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I was stunned to hear the news.

Not yet another  senseless tragedy. I could not believe  what my eyes were seeing. A bomb going off at The Boston Marathon.  When will we feel a sense of security again? maybe not ever I am afraid. It is sad that a marathon in Boston was the latest tragedy. It is getting to the point where you don’t want to go to the store, send your children to school or let them play outside. When will this craziness stop? If this can happen in Boston, I cannot imagine what will happen in the next few months with city fun runs and kids sports kicking off soon. 

People used to say they would not travel to another country, there is too much violence… Well, I think pretty soon the same people will be saying they won’t travel to this city in America because there is too much violence in it. I think folks will reconsider where they travel for vacations this year. Unfortunately, I think this level of violence is only going to increase. At least authorities have a suspect , although no arrests have been made.

I am saddened for our children. There has been such a fear instilled into them. Parents are afraid to send their children to school, teachers are afraid to teach the kids for fear of a gun or knife being brought into school. What has happened  to our great country that we are dealing with this kind of  tragedies more frequently?  Summer vacation used to be something a family looked forward to, now there isn’t anywhere I care to visit as a tourist. Getting scary out there.

I don’t know about you, but I feel we as a nation-

We should have the right to feel safe in our community.

We should have the right for our children to feel safe while at school.

A teacher should have the right to feel safe while teaching your kids at school.

No child should go hungry tonight.

No parent or animal should feel hungry tonight.

We should feel safe to attend a movie with our family.

We should feel safe walking down our streets.

 

 

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What Has Become Of This Generation?

February 25, 2013 at 4:01 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , )

I have just read a great post.

The post talked about how rude people are getting these days. You can see people getting angry because the line is too long when the poor clerk is just trying to get you through as fast as she can. It seems like no one smiles anymore They seem like they are consumed in their obligations of the day and think only about that. I also have notice everyone seems like they are in a hurry. How many folks have you seen sail through the yellow or red light lately?  

When I see someone I haven’t talked to in a while,  I have noticed if I Talk to them, they seem antsy and want to leave the conversation as soon as they can. How sad we can’t just enjoy each others company and catch up. People are in such a hurry anymore. They are always connected to a cell phone in the ear and don’t seem like they see you anymore. You can walk down the grocery store isles and hear grumbling. They didn’t have your brand of corn flakes,or why don’t they have more variety? I hear that a lot. There are only 150 brands of cereal to choose from.

I am the most disappointed with the teens today. Their attitudes are disgraceful. I don’t think manners are taught at home anymore. More and more families are eating in front of the tube instead of at the table. I read an article in a popular magazine; the story told about how much teens wanted their parents to ask about the day and eat dinner at the table like a real family. They just wanted someone to take an interest in them and their day. And I don’t know how many young children I have seen walking at dark down the busy street alone. It is scary to see a young child riding his bike alone  past dark. I guess a curfew has gone out the window as well. It is sad to see this generation and how disrespectful it has become. The language they use could peel the paint right off the house. I don’t think a teen knows how to communicate other than a cell anymore. When I was growing up, my family would talk for hours over desert and coffee. You would visit a relative for dinner or go for a ride on sunday afternoon. People are far too busy anymore.

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February 1, 2013 at 5:52 pm (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , )

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Finding Happiness Again

January 21, 2013 at 3:35 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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When my husband and I married, we thought we would grow old together, we envisioned ourselves raising children, talked about traveling when we retired, and imagined a life as proud grandparents someday. We were blessed with a miracle baby. Because of my husband’s disease, we had a ten percent chance of ever conceiving a child. God had other plans for our lives. Levi was the best gift God could have given us. My life was forever changed 6 short years after we married. My husband’s life was cut short due to complications from his diabetes.

 

Suddenly I was left with the awesome responsibility of raising my young son alone. Single parenthood presented many hardships and difficulties. Levi and I survived them all.My life was once again forever changed. I lost Levi in a tragic car accident in July 2007. He was only 20. I am healing more everyday. If I had not had my life changing moments, I would not be the person I am today. I have a new purpose for my life. It has been a long, painful journey. I find strength in my morning devotions, my writing and many friendships. I am able to reach out to others with words of encouragement. As I heal, I remember things I have long forgotten. When I drive by Levi’s old grade school, I imagined seeing him playing on the playground, I had a lunch date with Levi in the school cafeteria (we would look over the school menu on the couch and plan when I would come), when I see the snow-covered ground reminds me when Levi spent hours outside making his snow tunnels and forts. I have cherished memories of a son I love and miss dearly.

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The Rumor Mill

March 13, 2012 at 3:21 am (Uncategorized) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

I don’t know why but in almost every job, you run across the old rumor mill. The funny thing about it is this,most of the time, the person starting the rumor probably does not know the full details and then gets everyone angry at the boss. There were some changes at my job with the new supervisor of my department. I think most of the employees reverted back to kindergarten this past week. I have never seen more griping in my life. There will be more changes in store at a moments notice I am sure. God did a miracle today. two care givers were mad at me. I dreaded going to work. I was actually sick to my stomach this morning. Well, in my prayer time this morning I brought the problem before the Lord and asked Him to help me. The two care givers were really nice to me(plus if they needed anything from the kitchen I am now the only one that can get it for them) But they were cordial to me. I am grateful to have had a good day. I have learned to try and ignore rumors.

 

A couple days ago, I took my aunts out to lunch for a birthday. It was a nice time to get to play catch up as one of my aunts is moving soon. On the way home, I stopped by the cable company to pay my bill. One of the ladies I know asked if I had brought her a book. I told her she could get one at Hastings and Barnes and Noble. She went out and bought her copy. She called me later that day to ask if iwould sign the book for her. When I got there, she informed me another cashier wanted a signed copy of my book also. My day got better. The next morning I went to work. One coworker told me she has to wait to get my book from Hastings book store and Barnes and Noble book store because they are all sold out and ordered more copies. God is awesome. I really needed a way to get out of this funk Ihave been in. This did it. When you are an author, you really don’t know if people liked the book or not. I am glad my book is getting into the hands of readers who need uplifted. Some of my book talks about my husband who died from diabetes and my son Levi who died in 2007 in a car accident. Some days are more of a challenge than otheres. Your grief comes in waves of intensity. I cry more days than others. I have been blessed with the best gift I could have ever received from God  even if for a little while.

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