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Marley And No Rest Time!

3 Mar

Friday’s with Marley…

I was on the phone when Marley walked in the room, she flopped down on the floor with a loud snort. As I was finishing up with my call, the noises got louder and along with barking, backward sneezes, and lip licking there where many eye rolls .

I hung up and said… Marley, for God’s sakes what do you want ? You are being far too rude and far too annoying for my liking!

“Well, what do you expect she said, I am over worked, under paid and I’m not given an opportunity to rest on my days off, just like Prince William. We have no down time or better said, no me-time”

I’m speechless, you and Prince William, no rest on days off?…Thinking I might still be able to step out of crazy before it gets crazier.

But…

…Quickly realizing I’m already in the quagmire of crazy and sinking fast with no hope of escaping…

What do you mean, you are not given an opportunity to rest? You rest for hours every single day…In fact, I question whether you even know the difference between day and night.

…She stands up, indignant… “Do you realize how hard I work? I don’t even have time to be polite.” I’M ENTITLED she barks louder, I’M ENTITLED, I’m the victim in mi casa.”

…Excuse me Marley, did I hear you correctly?

……………No time to be polite? …Entitled?

You, You…YOU, a victim? You are definitely barking up the wrong tree today!

“That reminds me, did you notice those unwanted bitches around the tree I like to visit? Can’t believe the level of narcissism in the world today!”

Marley please!

“Well at least you’re being polite…But that doesn’t get me what I want, when I want it.”

Marley, please focus….I continue with an inspirational quote hoping for an enlightened moment.
“Happiness cannot come from without. It must come from within.” Helen Keller

” I agree with Helen she said, if you would give me a snack, happiness would be within me”

I turned on my heels, grabbed my car keys and headed for the door, with hopes that crazy wouldn’t follow…

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Marley and Christmas!

8 Dec

Friday’s with Marley…
Good morning Marley! I am feeling happier with every tick of the clock today and not even you can ruin that great to be alive feeling.

Marley barks “Of course you’re deliriously happy, you don’t have the problems I have…I wish I could walk in your carefree ignorance-is-bliss shoes.”

…Excuse me Marley, I don’t have problems??? Bliss shoes???

“Thats what I said…Why are you being so annoying by repeating everything I say?”

Marley, I wasn’t repeating, I was… oh never mind…

Marley, what could possibly be souring your holiday mood today. Did you not receive your Christmas blend kibbles???

“I don’t want to darken your door with my mounting impossible-to-over come problems…BUT…Since you asked…I need an intern to help me with my work load ”

An intern?…An tern?…

“Why do you keep repeating everything I say…I know it’s always witty and intelligent but it sounds as if we have a parrot in our home.”

Seriously Marley….

….Did I leave a window open and crazy blew in? What in God’s name are you talking about. You don’t work, much-less have an impossible to complete workload…

Marley jumps on the coffee table, flops down exhausted, and sticks her face in the sun…

And says….

“By the way, I added to my already existing Christmas list…I’m sure you will want to purchase it all for that joy of giving feeling. You are welcome!”

No Marley, I’ve been giving and thinking of others that are less fortunate than you this Holiday Season!  And I turn on my heels with a smile on my face….

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Truth and Peace!

3 Nov

I rode my bike to church this morning and as I was peddling my way back to my new home, I decided to change direction and stop off at Thing One and Thing Two’s home.

As you might or might not know Thing One and Thing Two started off as my neighbors,  and at some point, don’t know when, they turned into family!

And just a few months ago, all I had to do was walk through a row of bushes to to be with them.  But since my move, I now have to purposely stop at their home for an order of hugs with a side of joy, love and laughter!

But, with all that said, I am off track…What this post is about, TRUTH AND PEACE.

…This morning’s sermon was about Peace as a double edge sword. The Priest explained as christians we must always follow a life of truth, regardless if peace is lost in the process, including in your family and/or with your friends…

As I was explaining this to Thing One’s and Thing Two’s mother…

…The a-ha moment arrived…The shift in awareness became apparent…I realized when a belief  is based in love and kindness along with the belief that the truth will set you free…One realizes

…There is peace in the truth!

But, if you had to pick just one, which would you pick?

Peace?

OR…

Truth?

 

 

 

 

 

Kindness!

4 Aug

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Today…Staying aware of beginnings!

Happy Father’s Day!

15 Jun

“The heart of a father is the masterpiece of nature.”
― Antoine François Prévost, Manon Lescaut

To Be Right?? OR To Be Kind??

9 Jun

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Today, you decide???

Everyone Has A Story!

19 May

A few Saturday mornings ago…I was sitting at my computer trying hard to ignore a very happy , a very talkative workman at my house.

…I heard him talking which is certainly not unusual for him. Though it seemed like a one-side conversation and with all this technology these days, people seem to be doing that. I was so hoping he was talking on the phone.  I was trying hard not to look in his direction and kept very silent.

BUT…

Ignoring him, not looking in his direction and staying silent was not working for me that day.  He (Michael) kept talking,  I soon realized, Michael, had a story to tell.

Still seated at my computer, I looked over at Michael now he was on all fours, laying a piece of canvas down on the floor.

The chatter in my brain was busy at work while looking at Michael. The inner voice kept saying, why is he bothering with the canvas? My house looks like a bomb exploded. I have boxes stacked to the ceiling, beds striped and leaning against bedroom walls.  Kitchen cabinets empty, furniture bubbled wrapped and staged in the front of the house…In other words, a huge pile of  a hot mess!

Trust me on this one, a little more dirt tracked in my house from the bottoms of someone’s shoes was not going to be noticed.

I’m sure you’ve lived this visual at least once in your life.

AND..

Michael still on his hands and knees, half in and half out of the house, now had my full attention He was telling me how he once had dogs like mine and how they reminded him of a terrible tragedy in his life.

In 2002 his whole family died in a house fire, his wife (high school sweetheart), a son (4 1/2) and a daughter (3 1/2).

I said nothing, he had a story to tell…

He was away on a boys hunting trip for just a few days. His wife had decided she and the kids would stay with her parents at their home (thinking life would be a little easier). The trip was a success and Michael was returning home but had a later departure than originally planned. He talked with his family on the drive home. A snow storm was moving in and Michael needed to get up very early the next morning to plow driveways (his second business). So the decision was made his family would stay at his in-laws for one more night. His son wanted him to pick him up on his way home but Michael said, “No, stay with mommy, I have to get up very early to plow driveways in the morning.”

A few hours later…He received the call.

Apparently, everyone had at one point made it outside but they went back in the house not knowing everyone had made it out.

His son was found dead crouched down between the toilet and the sink.

His daughter dead under her bed and his wife in the bathroom with her son.

They all died of smoke inhalation.

What Michael was told, when the bathroom  window was opened, it created a backdraft, making the whole house go up in minutes.

The house fire was started by his son who had found his grandmothers cigarette lighter.

My only question to Michael, how, how do you move on from such an awful, painful tragedy?

“Well” he said,

“I threw myself in to my dogs and after a little over a year, I made a decision, I could either stay in pain and in darkness hating God or fill my life with hope, happiness and love.”

He eventually met a wonderful woman who already had a couple of daughters, they married and had two more daughters.

Michael said, “I work long hard days with very little time off for one reason, to provide everything for my four children and for my wife’… “I am filled with gratitude” Michael said, to be able to do what I do for them. Their happiness is my happiness!

I said, Michael, you are a true inspiration regarding living life….My mother would say, “Life is for the living.” And he is certainly living those words.

Michael’s story has forever change my life, strengthening my belief in the human spirit. The desire for love, happiness and joy is far stronger than hate, misery and darkness !

I am filled with gratitude that a happy man, who was on his hands and knees, laying out canvas to protect my already dirty floors, didn’t allow my silence, to silence his story!

God works in mysterious ways!

 

 

 

 

 

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The Stench!

9 Apr

An early start to last Saturday but nothing unusual about that, I love mornings! So peaceful and calm, the day filled with so may wonderful possibilities…..

I was lucky enough to have married a man who also loves starting his day early…Our routine is coffee, gym and then a stop at our favorite bistro for an another cup of coffee with a side of catching-up with friends. Our place is a second generation Italian owned bistro. As soon as you walk in, you’re family!

With smiles and morning salutations I am at my oh so familiar coffee station (self-serve). I’m chatting it up with the people behind the counter and then I notice a man hovering around the coffee area. There was plenty of space for me to get my coffee so I moved in a little closer. But then an awful cigarette stench hit me, like a two by four to my face. And trust me on this one, NO ONE smells like that in this bistro. I then took  a better look at this man. I noticed he looked a bit out of place and a bit confused/uncomfortable. I asked if I could help?

He said, “I’m from the hood, I’m looking for powered cream.”

Well…..

…I said, “they don’t have any powdered cream but the cream here is really delicious.”

I showed him where it was and then showed him which containers had the regular coffee and which container held the decaf. Trying to make him more at ease, I continued to familiarize him with the coffee set-up but yet he remained very distracted repeating the words “I don’t want to miss my bus” (as he kept looking over his right shoulder.)

He helped himself to half regular and half decaf with some cream and sugar, then he asked me, where he should pay?

…I said “Go, don’t miss your bus, it’s my treat.”

With his right hand in the peace symbol shape, he pounds his chest twice, kisses his his two peace fingers and throws it at me with a smile on his face.

I immediately returned the gesture…

Some would say I did a kind act for someone last Saturday morning.

But I wouldn’t agree!

Last Saturday, I bought myself an all-day smile for just $2.00.

I would say money well spent on myself!

…I hope my new friend returns soon!

p.s. He didn’t miss his bus!

The Giver!

10 Mar

Day Light savings arrived perfectly on time this morning. Which is also code for longer days of sunlight (yippee)! But for those who are not morning people, the time change leaves them very exhausted, feeling miserable for that lost hour of sleep.

But not me! I’m a morning person, I love springing forward and the clocks! Love jumping out of bed with the delight of an earlier start to my day or at least in my head it feels that way.

Today feeling a bit happier with a little more skip in my walk,  I walked over to my neighbors for my usually Sunday morning Thing One and Thing Two entertainment time.  Of course never knowing what activities I would discover but always filled with expectations of hugs, laughter and beautiful loving insights. This morning certainly did not disappoint.

As I let myself into their backyard heading to their backdoor I noticed bear size foot prints in the over night dusting of snow. At this point I need to mention their 110 pound Great Pyrenees English Setter Mix that looks more like a Shetland pony than a dog. And by the way, who loves to greet me by leaping up into the air landing her front paws on top of my shoulders with her enormous head towering above me. As she wagged her grand tail (swinging it back and forth), creating colder wind chill tempts, I did my best to push her down… Recognizing like everything else over at my neighbors house, she is filled with love.

But I’m digressing a bit….

Upon my arrival Thing One and Thing Two greeted me with smiles and giggles as they ran off to fetch their make-believe pizza (play doh) on little toy plates. I pretended to gobble it up with enthusiasm and delight. The next food delivery they thought should be tea.

When all of a sudden….

Thing One takes off like a shot (older, taller and has the athleticism of a gold medallist) was the first to grab the tiny plastic tea cup…

Poor harmony, poor, poor harmony… it ended up in the frying pan!

Thing Too wanted to be “the giver,” feeling his second giving would be considered sloppy seconds!

Which made me remember a quote by Theodore Roosevelt (a God wink moment)…”Comparison is the thief of joy.”

Because of great parenting, Thing Two learned no matter what he gave, it was still going to be very special…..Serenity arrived perfectly on time.

AND….

….To me, it became as obvious as the nose on my face, Thing Two had begun the journey that would lead him to being a very happy adult.

 

 

 

“The Holy Spirit Is In My Pocket”

26 Jan

“Does anyone want the Holy Spirit because it’s in my pocket” I hear from the backseat….

What?

“I have the Holy Spirit in my pocket, does anyone want it?” 

I turn my head back to look at my three grown children in the backseat of our car as we are pulling out of the Church’s parking lot.

and SHE

…pulls out the communion host (wafer) from her front pocket.

Her brother yells…”I can’t believe it, I can’t believe it”…”What are you crazy?” “Why didn’t you just put it in your mouth? I’ve never known anyone to do this…This is sacrilegist!” 

SHE says…

…”Welll it’s flu season and the priest had it in his hands and I didn’t want to get sick.

 Trying so hard not to laugh at everyone and everything in the backseat while at the exact same time trying really hard not to offend God on Christmas Eve…I reach back extending my hand to accept the backseat communion offering and place it respectfully in my mouth. 

….AND after days of smiling and a lot of laughter well into January, it occurred to me, SHE did have the Holy Spirit in her pocket! 

Thanksgiving for all answered prayers!

 

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