Anyone watch Oprah today, Friday? Great show, once again. She had two guests on who were talking about "The Secret". A new book out that will give you the keys to the ultimate life. Hmmmm....it's all within us! It's all in our thinking! And this is news to most of us christians? It's always been within. He powers us and He is the power. Everything happens for a reason. Ever heard that one?
I went out and bought a few of the books since Renan was wild about the show. It is funny, what triggers thoughts! He had to go to work tonight and on his way there, there must have been a glow around his car as he drove up Davis Blvd. He called me and said "Remember when we met, and how we spent time talking and writing and sharing. It was supposed to happen that way." "Yes," I said, "It was." In the second phone call he said, "Dillon was meant to be here!" "Yes, he was!" What amazes me is that all this time, he has had doubts.
On the show today one of the gentlemen said "To try is to fail with honor." For instance, when you ask someone to dinner at your house and they reply "I'll try" do they ever show up? Nope! So don't try, do.
When we met, we didnt "try" to be anything but just talkers. We shared our feelings, honestly and openly, and didn't judge or put each other down. We didnt laugh at each other's ideas or put foolish notions into each others heads. We just listened and learned alot about each other. WE shared dreams and we shared heartaches.
It also included today that when we think in the negative then that is the vibes we throw off on ourselves, on each other, on our dreams. We live in a negative world. The news throws that in our faces each day. The only thing I want to watch anymore is the weather and that in itself is sometime negative. Snow, rain, ice....blah, blah,blah! Enough!
I am going to read the book. Renan is going to read the book and together we shall learn something new. After all, isn't that what life is about.....learning something new?
Friday, February 16, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
oh and....
The boys, Adam and Gabe, got pretty underwear, because if they are going to wear their pants low or tight, they might as well have pretty underwear to show! A few chocolates and a BIG Hershey's kiss from their papa......MK and Dillon got PEZ, candy, candy, candy and cards.
My sweet baboo.....from me got......a funny card, darn cute hearts all over boxers, and his fave thing (right now) a flashlight that you can wear around your forehead! Hey, he likes it! don't laugh!!!!
My sweet baboo.....from me got......a funny card, darn cute hearts all over boxers, and his fave thing (right now) a flashlight that you can wear around your forehead! Hey, he likes it! don't laugh!!!!
Happy Hearts Day!
Good Morning and a Happy Hearts Day to ya'll! What a most glorious day!...27 balmy degrees, no snow, wind, cold, yuck! But there are flowers that adorn my desktop! And chocolates that are to my tasting!
What a surprise this morning when I awoke to find my sweetie with flowers, chocolates and cards in hand! And just when I thought I wasn't loved! Hmmmmmmmmmmm.......
Makes you start to wonder what it means to "be loved" or how we perceive it, is more like it! Is love flowers and chocolates and cards? Or is love having someone to listen to, put up with your duke, no matter how bad the duke can get, love you even though you may think you are unlovable, dry your tears and tell you the truth. Love is a many splendored thing.....hear that before?
My kids love me.....sometime it feels like only when they get what they want, but I know that is not true. When they are ugly, love is harder...when their hearts get broken, love is the only thing they know best is from the Mama. We hit all sorts of walls, brooks, rivers, oceans but love is what always brings us back to normal. Healing love is something that we all need and want, we just have to figure out how to pick up our own self and love ourself enough to know the good, the bad, the ugly and the best that He provides for us.
What a surprise this morning when I awoke to find my sweetie with flowers, chocolates and cards in hand! And just when I thought I wasn't loved! Hmmmmmmmmmmm.......
Makes you start to wonder what it means to "be loved" or how we perceive it, is more like it! Is love flowers and chocolates and cards? Or is love having someone to listen to, put up with your duke, no matter how bad the duke can get, love you even though you may think you are unlovable, dry your tears and tell you the truth. Love is a many splendored thing.....hear that before?
My kids love me.....sometime it feels like only when they get what they want, but I know that is not true. When they are ugly, love is harder...when their hearts get broken, love is the only thing they know best is from the Mama. We hit all sorts of walls, brooks, rivers, oceans but love is what always brings us back to normal. Healing love is something that we all need and want, we just have to figure out how to pick up our own self and love ourself enough to know the good, the bad, the ugly and the best that He provides for us.
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Oh No!!! Our first taste of Mary Jane!
Well, here I am trying to recover from last night's conversation with my 15 year old. As some of you know, I am the mother of 4 sweet cherubs. Adam is 17 and a senior in high school. Gabe is 15 and he is a Fresh-more and may stay that was for years! The jury is still out on that one! MK (Mari-Kathrin) (Faf-Fra) is 13, in 8th grade and has aspirations to be a kindergarten teacher and Dillon is 6, first grade and as smart as a whip!
Anyway, back to the title. Last night, when I got home, there was no Gabe to be found. He has a pretty decent group of kids that he is hanging around with at this time, and I know most of their telephone numbers, so I started calling and leaving messages. A few called me back but no Gabe was with them. Hmmmmmmmm.......I started to worry but Gabe knows where there is good food and free cable tv, let alone his new stereo! And about 7:30, he showed up. Kinda looking like his tail was between his legs, he came into my bedroom and asked if he could talk to me in his room. "Sure!", I said, and now I was scared! What happened? Who did it? What was done? All those questions raced through my mind. Did he get expelled from school? Was there more hanky-panky going on with the old girlfriend than I knew about? Oh the dilemma I had thought up in my sorted little brain! So I walked with trepidation towards Gabe's room, closed the door behind me and got ready to listen.
Now, I try to listen to my kids with an open heart, as if I were in their position, as they tell me what they must tell me. I do try not to judge, since that was something that was done on a regular basis growing up in Nebraska. And I try to open m y mind up and not scream, even though that may be the first thing that comes to mind. So with that said........
Gabe: "Mom, I tried marijuana tonight, for the first time." His eyes lowered to the floor.
Me: "I see, Gabe, tell me what happened and who you were with."
And the story unfolds. He went home with a friend from school to hang out with his younger brother while the older one was busy. Seems this younger brother, age 14, as they were hanging out in his bedroom, brought out a "gold box" and placed it on his bed. Gabe, being the inquiring mind that he is, asked "What is that?" only to be followed with the answer "Nothing!" Now can you imagine how coy that must have sounded to a inquiring mind! Of course he wants to know what is in the box, so he grabs it and opens it and TA DA!!!! A joint! Well, I'll be darned! And to think there was "nothing" in there! So the boys proceed to go out back of the house and light up this stick of magic!
Now, I have never been interested in Mary Jane and have never partaken in the smoking of a joint, but in my day have done a few mushrooms, they are a thing of the earth ya know! Made me laugh so hard, I think a Depends was in order! Anyway, the kids know that Mom has had her fun, not that I have shared much to them.....that comes in it's own time. Back to the tale...
The kid that Gabe is hanging with in the backyard, smokin' a doobie, doesn't hear his dad come home. And guess who catches the boys! That's right! The Dad! I guess he gave them quite a talk. That is why Gabe "had" to confess. He thought that the Dad may be calling me to share the news.
The short term punishment: No after school anything. Come home on the bus at least for the next week. I haven't quite decided how to execute the "right" punishment but it is just enough right now that the Dad caught them in the act.........
To be continued.......
Anyway, back to the title. Last night, when I got home, there was no Gabe to be found. He has a pretty decent group of kids that he is hanging around with at this time, and I know most of their telephone numbers, so I started calling and leaving messages. A few called me back but no Gabe was with them. Hmmmmmmmm.......I started to worry but Gabe knows where there is good food and free cable tv, let alone his new stereo! And about 7:30, he showed up. Kinda looking like his tail was between his legs, he came into my bedroom and asked if he could talk to me in his room. "Sure!", I said, and now I was scared! What happened? Who did it? What was done? All those questions raced through my mind. Did he get expelled from school? Was there more hanky-panky going on with the old girlfriend than I knew about? Oh the dilemma I had thought up in my sorted little brain! So I walked with trepidation towards Gabe's room, closed the door behind me and got ready to listen.
Now, I try to listen to my kids with an open heart, as if I were in their position, as they tell me what they must tell me. I do try not to judge, since that was something that was done on a regular basis growing up in Nebraska. And I try to open m y mind up and not scream, even though that may be the first thing that comes to mind. So with that said........
Gabe: "Mom, I tried marijuana tonight, for the first time." His eyes lowered to the floor.
Me: "I see, Gabe, tell me what happened and who you were with."
And the story unfolds. He went home with a friend from school to hang out with his younger brother while the older one was busy. Seems this younger brother, age 14, as they were hanging out in his bedroom, brought out a "gold box" and placed it on his bed. Gabe, being the inquiring mind that he is, asked "What is that?" only to be followed with the answer "Nothing!" Now can you imagine how coy that must have sounded to a inquiring mind! Of course he wants to know what is in the box, so he grabs it and opens it and TA DA!!!! A joint! Well, I'll be darned! And to think there was "nothing" in there! So the boys proceed to go out back of the house and light up this stick of magic!
Now, I have never been interested in Mary Jane and have never partaken in the smoking of a joint, but in my day have done a few mushrooms, they are a thing of the earth ya know! Made me laugh so hard, I think a Depends was in order! Anyway, the kids know that Mom has had her fun, not that I have shared much to them.....that comes in it's own time. Back to the tale...
The kid that Gabe is hanging with in the backyard, smokin' a doobie, doesn't hear his dad come home. And guess who catches the boys! That's right! The Dad! I guess he gave them quite a talk. That is why Gabe "had" to confess. He thought that the Dad may be calling me to share the news.
The short term punishment: No after school anything. Come home on the bus at least for the next week. I haven't quite decided how to execute the "right" punishment but it is just enough right now that the Dad caught them in the act.........
To be continued.......
Thursday, February 8, 2007
Day One
Since reading other blogs, I guess this would be a great place to stop and sit awhile, while posting what's happening in the C/W crew life. Of course as you know I am in the Doctor's office, working like a busy beaver, all the while, doing a little counter counseling, plus cooking advice and whatever else happens my way. This has been a great place to be. A blessing. Even though one of the toughest things to do was to tell Will that I was leaving, there was a purpose, and it has been good. God has richly blessed myself and my family through this position. I have never been able to care-take, which I dearly love to do, to so many people as I have through this position. Loved children's ministry but there is a different feeling throughout this building and it manifests itself throughout from this door onward. My children have seen their mom work harder and smarter and see what efforts have been put forth for them to also be blessed in this endevour.
My next challenge, if I am willing to listen and believe, is to own my own business and make that a profit, all the while, teaching my children about business, people, and life. So prayers are in need as I try and challenge myself and my family!
My next challenge, if I am willing to listen and believe, is to own my own business and make that a profit, all the while, teaching my children about business, people, and life. So prayers are in need as I try and challenge myself and my family!
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