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Sunday, October 18, 2009
An Obituary for Common Sense
Interesting and sadly true, today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, 'Common Sense', who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape. He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as: knowing when to come in out of the rain; why the early bird gets the worm; life isn't always fair; and maybe it was my fault. Common Sense lived by simple, sound financial policies (don't spend more than you can earn) and reliable strategies (adults, not children, are in charge).
His health began to deteriorate rapidly when well-intentioned but overbearing regulations were set in place. Reports of a 6-year-old boy charged with sexual harassment for kissing a classmate; teens suspended from school for using mouth wash after lunch; and a teacher fired for reprimanding an unruly student, only worsened his condition.
Common Sense lost ground when parents attacked teachers for doing the job that they themselves had failed to do in disciplining their unruly children. It declined even further when schools were required to get parental consent to administer sun lotion or an Aspirin to a student; but could not inform parents when a student became pregnant and wanted to have an abortion.
Common Sense lost the will to live as the churches became businesses; and criminals received better treatment than their victims. Common Sense took a beating when you couldn't defend yourself from a burglar in your own home and the burglar could sue you for assault. Common Sense finally gave up the will to live, after a woman failed to realize that a steaming cup of coffee was hot. She spilled a little in her lap, and was promptly awarded a huge settlement.
Common Sense was preceded in death, by his parents, Truth and Trust.
His wife, Discretion, his daughter, Responsibility, his son, Reason.
He is survived by his 4 stepbrothers; I Know My Rights; I want it Now; Someone Else Is To Blame; I'm a Victim.
Not many attended his funeral because so few realized he was gone. If you still remember him, pass this on. If not, join the majority and do nothing.
Monday, October 12, 2009
I RECENTLY RECEIVED THIS EMIAL & I JUST HAD TO SHARE IT - really got me thinking
My Name is Rose
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, 'Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old.. Can I give you a hug?'
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, 'Of course you may!' and she gave me a giant squeeze.
'Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?' I asked.
She jokingly replied, 'I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids....'
'No seriously,' I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
'I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!' she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this 'time machine' as she shared her wisdom and experience with me..
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went... She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet.. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor.
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, 'I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know.'
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, ' We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change.. Have no regrets.
The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets..'
She concluded her speech by courageously singing 'The Rose.'
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished d the college degree she had begun all those years ago.
One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep..
Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get. We make a Life by what we give....
God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage. If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it.
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
I m watching the new series The Good Wife & it kind of hits home for me.
As I m standing by my hubbies side dealing with some legal problems even though we were temporarily separated I m here for him. I also think about how many times I m there for everyone else. Yet as I m going thru so many struggles now they have all disappeared.
Its funny I m one of the first people they they all call when they need someone but now they all have amnesia. Just like on the show.
I m a Christian n I do believe in the Bible yet it gets really hard when other Christians don't act it (alot of ppl in our church r very involved with he said she said & usually w/o all the facts - I had left the church for 3 yrs because of stuff like this before). But I will continue to pray for them all & try my best to b A Good Wife, Mother, Daughter& Friend
Sunday, October 04, 2009
Today has been so busy I m wiped n my feet n ankles r feeling it.
Been up since 5. Got up did 3 loads of laundry ( 1 was my daughters who doesn't even live here). Watch Ed Young TV then went to help w/ Sunday School then Church my La (remember she is only 4) sang with the childrens choir today (wish I would have had my camera). Walked half a mile to the grocery store and went food shopping. Came home fed dad lunch then headed to Walmart (which involves 2 buses. Walked around Walmart then Conway then Toys R US (for her wish list)then back to Walmart. Then 2 buses back home. Ordered out dinner the 1st time in over mth n I only ate half of it. I did 13861 steps n this is usually my low day.
Saturday, October 03, 2009
I have decided to challenge myself to meet 3 goals each mth. So as tomorrow is Sunday I plan to start these 3 challenges for myself.
For October I plan to:
1. eat 3 fruit/veggies a day
2. get between 80,000 & 90,000 steps a week
3. to up my strengthening to half an hr 3 x a wk
I PROMISE MYSELF NOT TO STRESS IF I DONT MEET A GOAL & TO JUST TRY AGAIN THE NEXT DAY
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Member Comments About This Blog Post:
right now I'm mouring my BEST FRIEND"S death. It can always b worse. 
I know ppl care, but right now I have amesia 2. 
