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Against all odds…

“When marrying, ask yourself this question: Do you believe that you will be able to converse well with this person into your old age? Everything else in marriage is transitory.”  Friedrich Nietzsche

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I prayed for the husband I have. I made a list, I was diligent as I transcribed my thoughts in to words and wrote them creating a list of what “I” desired in a partner. I prayed over my list, placed that list in my bible, and (patiently) waited. At that time, I was in my mid 20’s and many of my prior and current associations/close connections had been linked to and with married couples. I’d like to think that from those associations, I learned how to be a good and better wife, however without doubt I know that those close relationships taught me how to be a stronger me.

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My #1 of that list was “someone who could always make me laugh.” In my youth I was a firm believer that with a good partner by your side you could see beyond a storm as long as you were willing to have one single ray of hope and always laugh together (he does that and so much more). Certainly, I encountered situations that should have left me jaded, but for whatever reason did not.
Over the years I have revisited my list, the list I penned so many years ago (still tucked away in my bible) and noted that as my husband and I have grown and matured in our marriage/partnership, we have succeeded what began as “my” list and begin to create and collaborate a list for what “we” desire not only in our marriage, but in one another as husband and wife, lover and friends…and certainly life partners.

We are two hearts united who have beat the odds, having found and nurtured love creating our own love story.

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**This list I plan to share w/ my daughters with hopes that they will add to it and share it with their own daughters.

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Perspective…a word with a view!

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A smart girl should only marry a man; who allows her to paint outside the lines, who is willing to play beyond the scope of their bedroom, and who isn’t overly attached to the length of or how she styles her hair.

Certainly, I was fortunate to find a mate who always chooses find the good in me, who opts to laugh with me, but has never laughed at my expense. I appreciate that he supports my endeavors, especially the crazy over the top ones and 9 out 10 times he is right there beside me working to help me reach my intended level of success. In a word, he has been and continues to be my biggest cheerleader.

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Of course, our marriage is a two way street of giving…at my urging he took college courses and surprised himself. He applied for a higher level position twice and was successful. We’ve both had moments when obstacles fell in our path blocking both our view, but never our perspective…we’d face one another, join hands fingers interlocked, smile knowingly and prepare to soar.

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These photos are from Memorial Day 2013 we played like any two kids on the playground…w/o care or concern

 

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Stand Up: A Lesson With My Daughter On Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

CHAPTER 2013 page 19 of 365 Peace, Strength and Courage

Stand Up: A Lesson With My Daughter On Dr. Martin Luther King Jr..

 
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Posted by on January 19, 2013 in Love Stories

 

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Standing in the storm

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Can you see the power in these words? Not because of who the author is, (I saw that much later) but because I have been this woman standing in the midst of a storm.

The she who was steadfast on faith and was still standing albeit a bit tattered and wind blown when the rains subsided and the radiance of the sun shown again.

Certainly we all have been this woman in the storm.

From each of my storms I was to gain a lesson and from many I have, not all, but most. It’s been about finding myself/ourselves during the journey, leaning into my/our faith during the storm and seeing how quickly I/we could readjust ourselves during and after the storm and walk into the winds of change.

We are solid and we are these women. Stand strong, the storm doesn’t last always.

 
 

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The cookie jar…LOL!

Baking the cookies…. Laughing Out Loud, at myself for still using this age-old innuendo as a reference to sexcapes. Okay, I consider myself to be relevant when it comes to knowing my way around the “kitchen.” Now, I’m far from an expert, but I can “ahem” hold my own. I bake a “slap yo mama” pound cake that will bring a man to his knees and grill a steak so fine that you won’t care who is watching as you lick the plate clean. However, my specialty where it really counts is in “baking the cookies.”

See, most everything I learned to do in a kitchen started at the knee of my Grand (a wise old woman with many colorful colloquialisms), but baking cookies (giggle) well that was a lesson I learned directly from the men in my life.

Lesson #1 you shouldn’t share your cookies just for the sake of sharing, because everyone will want to get a bite. Be perspicacious when deciding if and when you should share no need to rush into making a rash decision if the cookie is good they’ll be willing to wait. Your job is to make them want to wait and remember a woman should guard her “cookie jar” as if she is guarding the gates of heaven.

Lesson #2 listen with your head and not your heart. The heart will mislead you with all kinds of emotions, however the head is more apt to lean toward logic and good old common sense. Be prepared to have sonnets written by the lying poets who will serenade you with the sweetest words to gain entrance to your cookie jar.

Lesson #3 never sacrifice yourself or your cookies for love when you find yourself in an unbalanced situation. Always be able to make the distinction between love and loyalty to self. Otherwise you will feel as if someone robbed your cookie jar.

Lesson #4 Lay your cards on the table, but still maintain a stern poker face. If you choose to pull up a chair and play the game using your cookies as bait know exactly what you are willing to lose and when you need to pull it all out.

Lesson #5 You and you alone are responsible for your cookie jar and it’s contents…so you may want to consider keeping it locked down until you really have a clear understanding of its authentic value (women often under value the worth of the cookies). Wouldn’t you hate to look up one day and have an empty cookie jar, because you shared its contents with so many who thought “why buy the cow when the milk and cookies are free.”

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Writing, where does it come from?

My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living. — Anais Nin

When I ceased struggling to find something in which to write about, everything became a topic of interest. It was only then that I could discern, weave and create a fascinating and engaging tale oft-times filled with laughter, but certainly always with joy and love.

Given time…I will be, a writer again.

 

 
 

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The sad truth.

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Maybe not my best look...

The other day, I woke early (the first issue) played on FB and read blogs (the second issue) for 2.5 hours before climbing out of bed to ready for my monthly doctor visit.

When I emerged from the bath I jumped into my clothing…gym clothes, quickly determined I had ample time to make the drive from the south side to the east side of town.

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It wasn’t until I had slid behind the steering wheel ready to go that I noted the position of the fuel gauge reading…empty! It was at that moment in which, I begin to berate myself. How had I forgotten to inform my husband that my fuel tank was nearly empty when I parked it the night before. It is my sole responsibility to update him that he needs to take my car and fill it up.

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