May you be able to forget about yesterday and move forward to tomorrow. Forgive yourself for your mistakes of the past year and set forth to be the person you vision yourself to be for this upcoming year.
Forgive the people that you feel wronged you! Holding onto hate only brings disruption and prevents you from becoming the best that you can be.
Strive for perfection but know that it is imperfection that causes you to grow.
Listen when someone speaks and don’t answer just to answer, let their words sink in. Remember, sometimes it takes looking at yourself through another person’s eyes to see who you really are.
This is a new year with new possibilities. Rainbows will appear if you allow the rain to wash away the dirt of yesterday!
God Bless you!
Do something today that surprises yourself and you will become a better version of you.
Find comfort in the fact that everyone stumbles at some point, but admire the ones that get up.
This is the first Christmas without my father and we will truly miss his presence. He was a huge part of what made Christmas so special. He loved to play Christmas music. If he wasn’t singing along to the songs he was humming the tunes. He loved watching his family open gifts and never wanted you to get him a thing. He knew the true meaning of Christmas and reminded us each year.
My father was one of the best gifts of my life and I hope he has a very merry Christmas in Heaven.
He fought a war and in the end he was a casualty. His war is over, and ours started the day he died. Going through life without someone you so adored is a battle.
This week’s Friday’s Song is my favorite holiday song, Happy Christmas/War is Over by John Lennon.
Happy Friday! Happy Christmas
So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
Ans so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let’s hope it’s a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
For weak and for strong
For rich and the poor ones
The world is so wrong
And so happy Christmas
For black and for white
For yellow and red ones
Let’s stop all the fight
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let’s hope it’s a good one
Without any fear
And so this is Christmas
And what have we done
Another year over
And a new one just begun
Ans so this is Christmas
I hope you have fun
The near and the dear one
The old and the young
A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year
Let’s hope it’s a good one
Without any fear
War is over over
If you want it
War is over
Now…
Today I stubbed my toe and instantly an expletive that would make my mother wince rushed through my mind. Stubbing your toe like so many other small things can make the best of people scream the worst of things. As I waited for the pain to subside, Thursday Thirteen came to mind. This week I will list thirteen small things that hurt really bad.
1…STUBBING YOUR TOE
2…BITING YOUR TONGUE
3…HITTING YOUR FUNNY BONE
4…PAPER CUTS
5…CRACKED LIPS
6…CANKER SORES
7…GETTING WHACKED IN THE NOSE
8…FALLING ONTO THE MIDDLE BAR OF A TEN SPEED BIKE
9…WHACKING YOUR HIP ON THE CORNER OF SOMETHING
10…THE JUICE OF SOMETHING ACIDIC ON A PAPER CUT, CANKER SORE OR CRACKED LIPS
11…HAVING A SHOPPING CART RUN INTO THE BACK OF YOUR HEEL
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I once left my parents house in a huff because my mother wanted to get rid of my stuffed animals. There was one in particular that I did not want to part with, a giant no wait, enormous bear that my husband (then boyfriend) spent hours trying to win at Top Dog. It didn’t bother me that my room was cluttered with bears, bunnies, doggies and whatever else fits into a crane machine. I just loved having them around, letting them go was unimaginable. I looked at my room through the eyes of a teenager not the eyes of a mother.
Last week when I walked into my daughter’s bedroom I became overwhelmed at the amount of dolls, bears, bunnies and whatever else fits into a crane machine. I felt like I was looking in Gertie’s closet that E.T. hid so well in. I grabbed a bag and started packing away the stuffed animals I considered to be junk. I was envisioning how nice the room would look with less stuff when my thoughts got interrupted by the waling of my oldest daughter. “What are you doing?” Her giant green eyes glared at me filling with tears. “Sweetie, you have entirely too many in here, surely I can get rid of some,” I said. I was certain that I got her to see the room through my eyes and then my memory resurfaced and instead I saw the room through hers.
It’s what the stuffed animals’ represent that makes it so hard to part with them. They are reminders of good times in our lives. They represent the days that we were winners, days we received love and moments of sadness that brightened once we received them. Moments that you don’t want to throw away and forget about, moments you want to recall and reminisce about.
I took the animals out of the bag and helped her arrange them as neatly as possible and realized that being surrounded by them made her feel loved and I felt stuffed with humility.
We are a funny breed. We connect on all different levels and bond over a myriad of things. There are those that share their secrets too easily, others that would never discuss issues of real human substance with you, some that share other’s secrets too quickly and one’s that truly listen when you talk and really won’t tell a soul when you ask them not to.
I have discovered that life is much more enriching when you really learn to love others despite all of their shortcomings and recognize parts of yourself within them. There comes a time in everyone’s life that we celebrate laughter, suffer from guilt, reminisce about childhood, endure sorrow and reflect on who we are and how we came to be.
Life is not about the dollars made, the clothes bought, the title or position, it is about the connections we make along the way.
I am honored to say I have made friends with all sorts of people who have all kinds of stories. I keep a part of each of them in my heart. They have many different faces, practice different religions and experienced various upbringings, yet I share something with all of them. Each of them may know something about me that another doesn’t but only because there is something about them that brings out a part of me that I am willing to share. I may not be able to share everything with everyone but everything I share with another is true and sincere. Listening to another helps you discover who you are and if you don’t take time to engage in relationships then you may forever be lost.
Let love rule your life and you will find it is the best thing to live for!
Today Song is Let Love Rule by Lenny Kravitz
Lyrics
Let Love Rule
Love is gentle as a rose
And love can conquer any war
It’s time to take a stand
Brothers and sisters join hands
We got to let love rule
Let love rule
We got to let love rule
Let love rule
Love transcends all space and time
And love can make a little child smile
Can’t you see this won’t go wrong
But we got to be strong
We can’t do it alone
I stumbled upon an interesting blog. The writer wrote about how her aunt and her mother would make negative comments toward her and it made me think. I added a comment to her blog –
Sometimes it’s the negative comments we receive that mold us into the best version of ourselves. The best revenge on negativity is to become what no one thought you were capable of becoming. When this happens you will see their comments quickly disappear.
Her post made me think about how I witnessed many people throughout life do exactly what someone told them they could not.
My sister started out as a hairdresser, she loved the job but never thought she could actually do anything else because according to her she wasn’t smart enough. She began dating an arrogant man who happened to be an occupational therapist. They were having a conversation and he said something that changed her life. He told her she would never be able to do what he does because she didn’t have the brains. Almost instantly she set out to prove him wrong and today she is a thriving OT and thankfully knew enough to kick him to the curb.
When my brother-in-law was a senior in high-school he visited the guidance counsilor to discuss his future. He mentioned that he would like to pursue a degree in bio med or engineering. The guidance counsilor discouraged him, claiming that he just did not have the grades and those goals probably would not be attainable. Fast forward ten years and I am waiting on a woman who informs me she is a guidance counsilor at the school my brother-in-law attended. I asked if she knew him and she said “Yes, I was his guidance counsilor, how is he doing?” I took great pleasure in telling her that he was a graduate of Penn State University with a degree in engineering.
I learned from both of them that sometimes it takes someone not believing in you to believe in yourself. And when you prove the nay sayers wrong you find they either admit they were wrong or stop talking all together.
Prove someone wrong and do something they claimed you couldn’t.
I have been thinking of the word Strength and what it means to me. Strength is much more than having the physical ability to move or lift things. Strength comes from all places even dark ones. Everyone has moments in their life that they wish they could change or do over. Moments that we are not proud of, periods that we were lost and roads we wished we didn’t take. What some don’t realize is it is in these times that strength appears and is ours for the taking. No one is perfect and no one’s closet is free of skeletons and that is okay.
Every choice we make, every road we take leads us to where we were meant to be. Sometimes bad things have to happen in order for us to grow and learn. If you allow your mistakes to hold your mind captive you will forever be a prisoner and serve a life sentence.
Today is the day, get up and rise from your ashes and start a new beginning. It’s never too late to become the person you always wanted to be. Take the skeletons from your closet and dig them a grave, they are just bones, you are the substance!
The skeletons were just clutter sitting upon your strength.
I hope everyone had a nice and filling Thanksgiving. Today is Black Friday, the biggest shopping day of the year. You would think that I would choose a song that goes with the season but I have not.
This week I decided to select Angels on the Moon by Thriving Ivory. This was our first holiday without my father and he has been on my mind heavily. He knew he was dying even though many tried to convince him otherwise. I recall a day last year prior to his diagnosis when I think he had an inner feeling that his time was near. It was a sunny summer day, beautiful white fluffy clouds filled the sky, birds sang a happy melody and sadness filled his eyes. “It’s good to be alive,” he said. At that moment I could feel that he felt something and soon after the diagnosis came.
Hold on to those that you love, cherish them, kiss them, hug them, don’t take them for granted because one day life will be a little less full without them in it.
We all have lost someone that meant something to us, it’s nice to think of them as an angel on the moon.
Happy Friday!
Do you dream, that the world will know your name
So tell me your name
Do you care, about all the little things or anything at all?
I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside I wanna feel
I wanna sunburn, just to know that I’m alive
To know I’m alive
Don’t tell me if I’m dying, cause I don’t wanna know
If I can’t see the sun, maybe I should go
Don’t wake me cause I’m dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
Do you believe, in the day that you were born tell me do you believe
And Do you know, that everydays the first of the rest of your life
Don’t tell me if I’m dying, cause I don’t wanna know
If I can’t see the sun, maybe I should go
Don’t wake me cause I’m dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
This is to one last day in the shadows
And to know a brother’s love Find More lyrics at www.sweetslyrics.com
This is to New York City angels
And the rivers of our blood
This is to all of us, to all of us
So don’t tell me if I’m dying, cause I don’t wanna know
If I can’t see the sun, maybe I should go
Don’t wake me cause I’m dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon
And you can tell me all your thoughts about the stars that fill the moon lit skies
Show me where you run to when no one’s left to take your side
Don’t tell me where the road ends, cause I just don’t wanna know
No I don’t wanna know
Don’t tell me if I’m dying
Don’t tell me if I’m dying
Don’t tell me if I’m dying
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