Friday, September 12, 2014


I grew up in the “before”.  My sweet girls were not so lucky. Like the other children of today, they grew up with cable and the internet. I remember records, cassettes, and 8- track tapes. I remember black and white television, having only 3 channels, and the change to color television. There were plenty of bad things going on when I was a child; war, social injustice, you name it. There has always been plenty of “ugly” to go around. There really is nothing new under the sun. 

I lived during the Vietnam War but thankfully I don’t personally remember much about it that I didn’t learn in a classroom.  I don’t remember much because it was before, before cable and the internet and the 24/7 bombardment of news reports and social media.  Before graphic images, and videos of violence, and hate, and heartbreak were the hook that pulled you into the story and burned their way into your brain, never to be erased.

Today you would have to hide in a windowless room with a blindfold and headphones on to escape the flow of information. Wherever you go, you are bombarded with information, much of it inaccurate I might add. Please understand.  I value knowledge. I have no wish to be ignorant. However, sensationalism and opinion are not news and when do we decide enough is enough?

My children have never known a time “before”.  Their dad has worn the uniform of his adopted country their whole lives and that has made those images and reports even more real and close to home. Like others of their generation, thanks to the events of 9/11/01, when they were oh so young, they really don’t remember a time when we weren’t at war. When those 24/7 images weren’t part of their world. It has had a huge part in forming who they are.  It has made them strong and resilient, but it has also taught them about fear and loss. And sadly, like those who lived during the attack on Pearl Harbor, they will remember.  That is not wrong.  We should remember, but we must not allow ourselves to be crippled by the memory.  We must change what we can and move forward.

We make a choice every day to love or to hate, to do good or to do evil. We can hurt or we can heal.  We teach our children with every choice we make.  This is the world we live in now.  24/7 seven days a week, the information bombards us.  We have to decide what to do with it.  Will we allow it to change us or will we use it to change the world?

Every day, all over the world, things are happening that children will never be able to forget.  Events are occurring that will form who they are, for good or ill.  We as adults, by our actions, determine whether those events and their memories will be blessings or curses. 

Choose wisely.

Monday, May 19, 2014

Today I ran away from home.  I left on an errand and didn't go back…..for a few hours.  Things have been stressful lately for lots of reasons and I ran away.  I went to a big discount chain I won’t name.  Those that know me best know I will wander up and down aisles for hours.

I walked and walked and touched item after item. I picked up a few things and put a few things back and just escaped for a while. I bought some things I needed and some things I didn't. I people watched.  I took a phone call from my husband and a text from a daughter and just killed time.

Was it wasted time? I don’t think so.  I stay home, a lot. So it was good for me to just get out alone.  I was able to fulfill a request for my honey and work out dinner and just be mindless for a bit.  Maybe I will be easier to get along with now.  I hope so.  I bet my family hopes so too. 

Trying to get through life can be like drowning in a puddle because you don’t see that you can just stand up. Life is so busy and goes by so quick. How can we take it all and manage to survive day to day in if we never slow down, step back and just see things how they really are?  God gets me through and he is always with me but I think we all need time away from the stuff in our lives to just be. So today I ran away.  Maybe you should try it sometime.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Today happened, and that's okay.

Today the toilet broke.  I could tell you the details, but why would I do that to you if you care enough to read something I write?  But just so you know, today the toilet broke and that is okay.

There was a time, not so long ago, when I would have totally freaked out about this, but not today. Today is a good day.  It will stay a good day. Do you know why? Because I decided it would.  

Today, there was sun. Today, there was good music and pleasant conversation with a child. Today, there was an email from a friend.  Today, I woke up.  Lots of people on this earth didn't. And today, just like every other day, no matter what is happening to me or around me, God is good.

It is just a toilet, and all over the world there are people that don't have them. We have two!  I guess I should remember that when I don't want to clean them.  I should be glad we have them.  

We are blessed.  We decided to renew our home warranty. That means with a phone call, a fee, and an ambiguous appointment time, my little problem will be remedied.  I might even get to read a book while I wait.   Today, the toilet broke and it is a good day.

This is the day that the Lord has made;   let us rejoice and be glad in it.

Psalm 118:24