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Theme Song Throwback Thursday

27 Jul

“Little girls, like butterflies, need no excuse.”

~Robert A. Heinlein

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Where do the years go? It seems like yesterday that I was a little girl. Now, when I look in the mirror, that little girl has has grey hair and wrinkles. But then God gives me a beautiful little grand-daughter to watch grow up. I look in her big brown eyes, and I can see myself, my mother, and my little boy now a man. Where do the years go?

Throw back Thursday… “When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, what will I be?”…

My little Belle. May all your big dreams come true.

Sunday Services and Sharing

20 Jan

“It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams.”
― Gabriel Garcí­a Márquez
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If this is true, which I sincerely hope it is, there is a very good chance that I will never grow old. I have so many dreams and plans and hopes, and I certainly will never stop pursuing them.

This morning, I had the pleasure of joining Mom at her Sunday service that takes place in their activity room. A very sweet lady from St. Thomas More came to lead the service and pass out communion. About fifteen residents attended, most shuffling in behind their walkers, but determined to recite prayers, sing hymns, and give thanks. I certainly admire their faith and commitment.

I’ve been staying with my mom for a couple of weeks now, and the seniors here are very inspirational. Mom is one of the most loved little ladies at The Greens. Everyone knows and loves Trini, and a lot of her friends have come to know and love me, too. (The nut doesn’t fall far from the tree… We are both nuts…sing show tunes…and do arts and crafts.)

I’ve missed my senior art group back in McKinney, but I’ve had the opportunity to share a few artsy-craftsy projects with Mom’s friends. They really enjoy my funny stories, off key singing and art demos.

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We’ve been making notecards.

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Life is all about sharing, loving, and dreaming. May you always have dreams to pursue, and may all your dreams come true…and NEVER GROW OLD!

Wednesday: Words of Wisdom- Aging Gracefully

8 Jan

“You don’t stop laughing when you grow old, you grow old when you stop laughing.”
― George Bernard Shaw
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My mother is always laughing. She will never grow old. Trini is a very young 86 1/2 years old, always smiling, singing, sharing and loving. When you get in your eighties, it’s kinda like when you are 4 1/2 and you add that 1/2 to make sure people know that pretty soon you’ll be 5. In your eighties, every year and every half year is a badge of honor to be worn proudly, mostly because you’re still around and kicking.

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Mom is always learning. She may forget how to do something, but she’ll ask for help and keeps on trying. Mom is an avid surfer. Don’t worry, it’s not the scary ocean surfing activity, but rather, the Internet computer surfing kind. Today, she spent some time checking her e-mail, listening to her niece singing on YouTube, and of course, reading my latest blogs. (Thanks Mom.)

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Mom is my role model, my hero, and the love of my life. I can only aspire to be a little like my talented, beautiful mother.

Saturday Salutations: Growing Old

2 Feb

GROWING OLD

There’s nothing pretty about growing old, or is there? There is no actual growing involved, but rather, a lot of shrinking, sagging, and deterioration. We may have pins in places and saggy faces, but the one thing we do have control over is our disposition. We can choose to be happy or decide to be miserable. I choose happy.

This morning, I called my sweet mother, as I do every morning and said, “Mom, when you get old, don’t ever get crabby!” She cheerfully agreed. Mom is eighty-five years old, and I don’t think I’ve ever seen her crabby, angry or mean spirited a single day in her life. Needless to say, she was a bit curious. I shared with her a few examples of some run-ins I’ve had with a group of cranky seniors who have nothing better to do than snarl at people, especially if others are having fun, laughing, or loud with merriment.

What causes people to act that way? There’s the stereotypical cartoon with the old person waving a wooden cane, and shouting, “Get off my lawn.” Are they so unhappy with their lives that they can’t stand to see people enjoying themselves? It’s not just seniors. I’m sure you know a few people who have a permanent scowl on their face. What’s with that?

I’ve actually gone out of my way to smile and make pleasant small talk with people I’ve run across with aforementioned affliction. Amazingly enough, I have gotten some very nice smiles and conversations in return. Maybe they were just having a bad day, and all they needed was a kind word to cheer them up. But, it doesn’t always work. All you can do is try.

I told Mom, “When I grow up, (I’m only sixty), I want to be just like YOU.” Even if I’m falling apart on the outside, I want to be shiny-new and young on the inside. So, if you ever see me with a scowl on my face, don’t worry. It’s probably just gas, and that too will “pass”.

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