Category Archives: Thoughts

First Fundraiser February

Even though I don’t have ‘a’ valentine, I still want to spread the love this month.

I care about what you care about. I’ve started selling Pampered Chef and have learned that they are set up to also be a way for organizations to raise funds.

For anyone who contacts me this month to have a fundraiser and schedules it by May 1st, I will donate any commissions I earn for that event back to the organization.

This is my Valentine to you.

I’ve already had a couple of people reach out to me for their organizations.  You can, too! I’d love to see how much love we can spread between now and May!



If I were the President…

The other day at an event, we had an ice breaker where each person was given a card with a question.  We were to go around the room and ask each other the question on the card.  After answering questions about my favorite shoes, and best memory, I was asked what I would do if I were the president.

UGH! I don’t want to be the president. The responsibility is too great, the country too divided, and my to-do list is overloaded to add this job to it. But I didn’t want to be a buzz kill so I thought seriously what I would do if I were in the oval office.

We only had time for me to share the first thing I would do if I were president.  Which is good because I’m not sure what the second thing I would do.

The first thing I would do if I were president would be to get the country on a balanced budget.  I have lived on a balanced budget and I have gotten over whelmed with personal debt.  I like living on a budget better and am successfully getting back on track.  I have paid down a lot of my debt and am working a plan to pay off the rest.  In a timely manner. I’m putting money into savings. Creating a plan and living by it may not be fun however, it is calming, creating a purpose and focus to my life.

I would call the country to tighten it’s belt and be the example for the people who live within the borders. I would encourage communities to work together to create solutions that didn’t throw money at the problem. And we would celebrate successes.

I didn’t say all of the above to the person who asked me the question.  He only heard that I would balance the budget.  His reply is that he would vote for me.

If I am not careful, I may find myself sitting behind a particular desk applying what I have done as an individual to the good of many.


Love as a Choice

I want you to understand, my decision to love everyone was not a PollyAnna move.  It has not been based because I think there is good in everyone, that all in live is light and sunshine.

I made the decision because I am now the oldest person in our line of the family tree.  I still love the people in my family who have gone on and I didn’t know what to do with all of this love.  It wants to be expressed, reached out and connected to another.

This has not been an easy task.  Some moments impossible.  I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again.  One of the most difficult places to love everyone is when I am in traffic.  Another place that is difficult to love everyone is when I read the news.

However,  I have determined that I did not commit to loving everyone 100% of the time.  If I can get to a place where I can love the unlovable for even 10 minutes, I’ll be making progress and maybe be able to come to a place where I can love them for 20 minutes.

In the morning when my alarm goes off, I will lie still and send love out.  This also helps me start the day better.

However, it seems God or the Devil or maybe they are taking turns are bringing to mind people and events that have been very painful in my past.  How about her?  What about him?  Do you love them?  Can you love them?  Will you give up this task?

Yesterday on the way to work, a bully from junior high was brought to mind.  What he did to me kept me from going to the public pool. What he did to another at the bus stop made me determine to keep an eye out at school and to stay very far way from him.

It did not make me feel better that I was not his only victim.  But I have to confess I was ambivalent towards the victim.  Until yesterday.

I’m not sure I can say I came to a place where I love the bully but I was able to come up with things about him that makes him more human.  Years ago he became a firefighter and a dad.  His dad and daughter would take walks in the neighborhood.

I wonder if he thoughts of what he used to do keep him up wondering how he can protect his girl from guys like him.  A brief sense of justice was entertained.  And then I thought about all the times I worried about my children and the evil in the world seeking to destroy.

I was able to find a tiny bit of compassion for this man.  But it made me cry.

Today, I’ll spend some time loving the other victim.

I don’t know if it will do any good for anyone else, but for me, I can face the uncertainty of what the day holds and interact with the people I come in contact in a bit better way.

Metaphorically speaking, I’m a Stew

Yesterday, I spent the day baking Verlasso Salmon at work and sampling it out.  Nice and simple, salt, pepper and olive oil, 400 degree oven for 8 minutes and then a squeeze of lemon when it was done.

verlasso salmon

verlasso salmon


My favorite moment was when a woman told me she had never eaten salmon before.  I was so glad she got to taste the good stuff.

While cleaning up one batch, there were some little bits that I thought would be great to put in the soup pot.

And I realized that is what I am. It would be great to be a salmon needing only a few ingredients to shine, but I am a bunch of different bits simmering to meld all the flavors into a great new dish.

And the thought of that made me smile.



Quoting the Bible

I find it interesting that oft times when the Bible is quoted, it is to convince someone else how to behave.  Some examples follow.  There are many many more scriptures you can pull from the Bible to tell someone what to do or not to do.

– Wives are told to submit to their husbands

– Children are told to honor their parents


– Sins of the fathers are passed on three generations

If you read the full scripture, you will see that:

– Husbands are to love their wives as Christ loved the church, even to the point of death

– Parents are to not provoke their children

– The righteous are blessed to the thousandth generation

Why is it so important to  get someone else to do something? The only person you have any control over is your own self.

What would happen if Bible believers would love and extend grace to everyone?




A couple of days ago, when I went outside, there was dew on the plants by the front door.  I like that this poinsettia has survived freezes, frosts and living part of the winter in my garage.

The picture doesn’t do justice to what I saw.  All of the plants were bejeweled.  Arrayed in finery that would rival royalty.

AND it didn’t cost me a dime!

The beauty of the moment reminded me to enjoy each second as I would a precious gem stone.

What makes you feel like royalty?

bejewled poinsetta

bejewled poinsettia

What About the Taboo?

Last week a post on Facebook got my attention.  I am only reacting to the header.  I did not click on the full story, nor have I validated the truth of the matter.

However, things like this happen and that is what I am addressing. And my reaction.

The header reported a father filmed killing a pedophile that approached his daughter.

My heart went out to all involved.  There are studies that predators where at one time a victim. Where do these people get help?  In the 50’s two brave men got together to discuss their problem that was taboo.  And Alcoholics Anonymous (AA) was born.  Many people and generations of lives have been bettered because these two men began to seek to help themselves and others out of a dark time and place.

Because of AA my dad was sober for 19 years when he died.  Other family members, myself included have a better life now because we were able to talk about this taboo topic and seek different choices than we had previously.

The father in the story has now done something that will take him away from his family.  How is he going to care for them as he prepares to defend his actions?  No matter what the outcome of the case, there will be time spent away from his family.

And the daughter. What has this taught her in her most formative years in learning to develop relationships with others?  Children usually take on the blame of what happens around them. Will she blame herself?  And from this self blame, what choices will she make?

As I said, my heart went out to all of them. For we as a society still shy away from the taboo topics of the day.  How does one love the person and not the ‘sin’?

How does one who has committed the ‘sin’ speak up and get forgiveness and help if society says, this is something that is so heinous it cannot be talked about, healed or forgiven?



A Piece of Heaven, Here, Now

Last Saturday, I was asked how sure was I of going to Heaven.  I’m pretty sure there is a Heaven.  I am going there one day.  I have a lot of loved ones waiting for me there.  What I want to do is be sure to be faithful while I’m here on this side.  Can I have a piece of Heaven, here, now?

This Lenten Season, I’ve been loving everyone.  Or trying to.  It hasn’t been easy.  There are jerks and rude people everywhere.

“Do I have to love them, too? ”

“Yes, them, too!”

or as Gpa would self-correct, “Yes, them, as well!”

As I ponder this thought, I see me reaching up and pulling a piece of Heaven down through the veil, experiencing just like Jesus said, “The kingdom of God is at hand.”

This world does not have to go to hell in a hand-basket. We, you and I, have the power to have Heaven, here, now, if we will love each other unconditionally. For sometimes you are rude and a jerk and sometimes I am.  Let’s forgive each other and have a Heaven filled day.

Thoughts on Dying

I’m not afraid of dying.  Though I have never liked the end of the story is an unknown.

Even if you have a disease, you get a range of time the end may happen.

I don’t like the idea of leaving unfinished business.  But that happens sometimes.  Especially in the case of accidents. People are drying crazier than I’ve ever seen.

Approximately half my loved ones have passed on and half are still here.  It is strange being in the middle.

I don’t know that I can say that I’ve figured out why I’m here.  I get glimpses.

If you asked me right now what is most important, it is relationships.  Others are the only thing you get to have on the other side of the veil.  No stuff.  You leave all your stuff behind.

And this thought is really helping me de-clutter as I prepare for my son and his family to live with us until they get established .

Some stuff I have had for a long time.  Haven’t done anything with it and yet still kinda hard to let go.

Won’t have a choice when I’m dead. So I think I’ll try it now.

On Saying Goodbye

2014 was a hard year.  Celebrated the 20th year of my mother and grandmother passing.  They died within months of each other, one with kidney failure and one with cancer.

Hard to wrap my head around that 20 years have gone by.  And on January 15th, we’ll be celebrating the 2nd anniversary of Gpa’s passing.

Already?  How can that be?

In 2033 we’ll celebrate 20 years. I’ll be 70.

And I’ll still be saying, “Already? How can that be?”

I have spent the last year feeling very left behind. Bereft. Barren, Alone. Lost. Drowning.

And then someone reminded me that we are eternal. I not only believe that, I know that to be true.

That gives me hope, peace, joy, purpose. I have loved ones still here that are feeling the same as I.  We can comfort each other, remember those who have gone on before us and honor them by living a life worth sharing.