Thursday, January 30, 2014

Super Powers ... and all that jazz!

Do you have any super powers?
Have you ever wished for something that would set you apart?
Do you wish you could fly when traffic is as thick as mud?
Do you wish you could read the thoughts of others when you believe they are talking about you?
Have you ever wished you could withstand high heat or extreme cold?
Perhaps you would have super strength?
or 
Would you wish to be able to connect to the dead?
I think we all have wished for super powers at some point in our lives.
I think if I could have one power, it would be that of the flash.  
I would want to move so quickly that I could travel back and forth to visit family and friends without it taking hours and or days to get there.
My mom always told me not to wish away my time,
because it goes so quickly on its own.
I never understood that though until I was much older.
As a child, we have no worries, the days go by slowly and we long for days to come, perhaps a trip to the beach, or a family vacation.
I guess we all have a bit of a super power in our memories because we get to relive them over and over again.  
We don't go back in time, but sometimes a quick trip back in our memories is good enough.
I have a few little quirks, or should I say super powers that I've always taken for granted.
I have a super smeller, yup that would be by nose.
I smell everything, good and bad.
Strong smells and weak smells ... it there is a smell you can bet I'll mention it even when others don't smell a thing.  Not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing, but it's my thing.
I also have a really good memory for faces.
Don't ask me to remember everyones names, but faces I almost never forget.
Recently I ran in to someone from my childhood, someone I hadn't seen in over 35 years.
We came across one another at a farmers market where she was a vendor.
I knew when I saw her that she was familiar to me in some way.
Sure enough, after a bit of conversation we realized we had gone to church together and that our sisters had been good friends.
It's a small world, but you can bet if you are someone I have met or known in my past, I will remember your face.
It can drive me crazy when I can't figure out who someone is, but I'm not shy, so I'll probably ask.
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Now those aren't big things, and they probably aren't really super powers, but since they are the closest I'll ever come to being able to claim that I have powers ... and super at that, I'll take them.
It makes me smile to wonder what everyone else's super powers are!
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Speaking of using my super powers, my favorite is when I get to smell the amazing chocolate cake my father in law used to bake.  I've only made the recipe once, but I hope to make it again soon.  It's amazing and SMELLS so so good.
Now don't you wish you could smell this cake too?
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Saturday, January 18, 2014

On Grieving ...

Saw the following quote on Facebook today... and thought it was perfect for all those who think that I didn't grieve long enough, or hard enough.  Everyone's grief is different, everyone shows it differently as well, some are outwardly grieving while others are very quiet and personal about their grief.  Don't be to quick to judge another's feelings, they are very personal and not so easily understood.  Life continues for the living, you must put one foot in front of the other and keep on keeping on.


Grief never ends,
but it changes.
It is a passage,
not a place to stay.
It is the price of love.

- Author Unknown -



Heaven must be a wonderful place, it's filled with so many people I love and who's love I feel every day even though they are gone.

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Friends on Facebook ... are they really my friends?

This is a post that I made to my Facebook page this evening, I thought perhaps it should have been here but since so few people come here, and so many go to Facebook, I shared it there and just copied it here.  It's long but I was feeling pretty grateful tonight and thought I'd share.


How many friends do you have?  I've been asked by people how I could possibly be friends with 172 people because that's how many people I have on my friend list here on Facebook.  Well ... here's the answer.  I know all of the people on my friend list in some way, shape or form.  I have not met all of them ... in fact 28 of them alone are friends I met online through various scrapbooking websites.  I do call them friends and count them among some of my very best friends.  I have met probably 10 or 12 of them in the past.  We felt comfortable enough to meet because of all the interactions we had online.  We shared personal information, secrets, loves, losses, betrayals, illnesses, good news, bad news ... pretty much everything.  When one of my scrappy friends would go off the radar, we would check on one another, we exchanged mailing addresses, phone numbers, birth dates and shared photos through our scrapped pages.  I haven't met all of these people, and sadly may not ever be able to, but occasionally we get the chance.  In moving here to California, I am mere miles from one of those scrappy friends.  Both she and I will meet for the first time this Saturday and even better, we are meeting up with another one of our online friends who is visiting from Utah with her family.  It's going to be so nice and I am very excited.  Michele and Marcie, I truly can't wait.  I am currently rooting for one of my scrappy friends whom I have met as she battles cancer, she's going to beat it though, she's got courage and hope and lots of spirit, if I were cancer I would be sorry I picked her to attack.  Gabi girl ... I love you.  Monica ... is my best friend, and the first time we met I truly thought I wouldn't like her one bit, gosh was I wrong, we hit it off and have built a wonderful friendship over the years, I've even traveled to NC to visit her and stay in her home with her family numerous times.  I hate that we are on opposite coasts now, but she knows she's always in my thoughts and owns a huge piece of my heart.  Patti, Abby and Bernie ... my southern NJ friends ... we've all met as well, and had a blast getting to know each other.  Loved every minute we spent together in Wildwood and then again right near your homes.  Carrie ... my CT. scrappy friend ... we spent lots of time and money together, shopping for supplies and then scrapping together for hours on end, we enjoyed each others families and I was so sad to say goodbye, but you're on the move again soon as well, and I know our paths will cross again.  There are so many I haven't mentioned ... you all know who you are if you scrapped online with me, I hope we get to meet someday as well.  

Some of you are friends met through Brian, teachers he worked with and loved with all his heart, and college friends whom he spoke about until the day he passed away.  

I have a whole bunch of new friends since moving here to California, most of them people I've met through Patrick, we're having lots of fun getting to know one another ... I never thought that these wonderful people who Patrick hung out with and called friends would like me too.  :-)

And then of course there is the family members ... I have lots of them, sisters, my daughter Morgan, her family on her dads side (I still count them as mine, I'm kind of greedy that way), cousins, aunts, uncles, 2nd cousins and there kids and the list goes on and on.  I love them ... and miss them ... and I'm so happy they are in my life.  

Friends ... I love you all, and I'm so happy you're all a part of my life.
Family ... I didn't get to pick you, but I'm a lucky girl to have so many to love and to be loved right back by so many.

Thought I should let you all know, because I'm not sure I express my appreciation nearly enough ... <3!
Thanks for stopping by my friends!!!

Friday, December 27, 2013

... And the Holidays are over!

That's it ... as quickly as they came, they are over.  Okay, we haven't celebrated New Years Eve yet, but that's not really a holiday, it's just the start of a new year.  
Thanksgiving starts the holiday season for most people, and for us here in our home that was certainly the case.  A first Thanksgiving for our combined family.  The panic over what to cook and how much to have became reality,  simply because my mother taught me it was always best to have to much rather than to little. 
 Never let someone sit down at your table and go away from it hungry.
Our meal was "Gi-normous" with a delicious oil-less fried turkey, homemade dressing, mashed garlic potatoes, my moms mashed turnips & carrots, cheesy potato casserole and a green bean casserole.  The dessert table was loaded and as is typical of this type of meal we were all too stuffed to eat much.  We had guests from both sides, my sister Sandy, Pats mom Wilma and daughters Taylor and Karina as well as Wolfe and my daughter Morgan and her boyfriend Justin and a family friend Jordon.  It was a good day.
Black Friday came and went with only one person from our home setting foot in the stores.  Yes, I sent Morgan out to buy her Christmas gift from me, it was an electric piano with a price that couldn't be passed up on at "The Guitar Center".  It felt good not to be rushing around looking for gifts.
Christmas fast approached ...
and at that point suddenly the fear that I wouldn't have everything done hit.  Somehow though we found a few extra moments to go to the Boat Parade in Long Beach, it was a very nice evening.  

 In past years I have always had my gift buying done by the weekend of Thanksgiving.  No rushing about to find "the perfect gift" for everyone.  This year however, after a year full of changes, packing a 10 room house, moving across country and settling in with Patrick it seemed nothing was normal for myself and Morgan. 
 The calendar moved so quickly it made me dizzy and before we even knew what had happened Christmas Eve was here.  So ... we packed up the sleigh, oh wait no, sorry I got caught up in the season, we packed up the car and headed out to Rialto to spend Christmas Eve with Taylor and Karina's family.  It was a Peruvian Christmas with yummy food, lots of loud music and wonderful people to meet and enjoy.  We were home late and only had a few hours of sleep before we awoke to find that Santa had visited our home.  The tree was filled with gifts and everyone seemed to be happy with the presents they received
Dinner was served later in the day with a delicious Pineapple & Red Currant Glaze, Scalloped Potatoes, Maple Glazed Carrots and Asparagus.  Desserts included a variety of items such as Pecan Pie,  Minty Brownies, Lemon Coconut Bars, Snowball Cookies and homemade Fudge.
We were truly blessed this holiday season.
Patrick and I have now had our first winter holidays together.
We Survived!
and
We look forward to a happy, healthy 2014 with many more firsts to come.
Merry Christmas from our home to yours!

Sunday, December 22, 2013

How LUCKY am I ...





It isn't often I sit down and think about just "how lucky I am" in this life.  The holidays however always bring back memories of days gone by and that's when I start to truly reflect.  So often our days just whip by without our noticing the little things in our daily lives that mean so much, it's often those little things when we look back that truly were "the big things" after all.  

This Christmas I want to just say how lucky I have been to have had two amazing and loving parents in my life.  They were strict when they needed to be and yet I never went to bed thinking that they didn't love me.  I had everything I ever needed, maybe not everything I ever wanted, but we never went without.   

I have two wonderful sisters, both older than me and wonderfully caring.  They never let me get in to too much trouble, and yup they told on me occasionally, but they loved me and I can't imagine what my life would have been like without them.

I was surrounded by loving aunts and uncles and cousins galore.  We had so much joy when we were together and we continue to find joy in one another's company when we are able to get together even now though we are older.  When we cannot get together, we have memories to get us through.  Family is an amazing thing, never take it for granted.

I have friends whom I have love dearly.  Some have been my friends since we've been very young, and though our lives have gone in different directions, we've moved to different states and haven't seen each other in years, I always know that their friendship is mine forever.  Some friends are people I have met online through scrapbooking websites.  I've met a few and some I may never meet, but they fill my life with joy when I receive a card in the mail, or a special message on Facebook.  These friends have gotten me through good days and bad. I have such respect for people who can trust and love me even when all they know about me is what I have chosen to share in public forums.  

I have reasonably good health and health care when I need it.

I live comfortably and I have a roof over my head. I have never had to worry about where I will sleep at night.

I live in a good country, where we have been granted many liberties. 

I have deep beliefs and strong opinions, they are mine and no one can take them away.  I am Free and able to come and go as I please.  

I have been married twice and learned something from each relationship I have had in my life.
I was blessed with an amazing daughter from my first marriage.  She is smart, beautiful and talented, I wouldn't trade her for the world, and my world would be nothing without her.  
My second marriage brought me love, laughter, a wonderful friend and companion and an amazing father figure for my daughter.  He passed away far to young and he will never be forgotten.

Thirty Three years after I left California, I was reconnected with an old "flame".  Patrick and I have since become a couple.  We live together and are growing in our relationship.  He is loving and fun to be with.  I am lucky to have him back in my life.


My girl ... she completes me. She makes me smile every single day.  She is my reason for being.  I know that God entrusted me with this beautiful soul for a reason.  She taught me to be a mom, she continues daily to bring joy to my life.  I am thankful for my Morgan Leigh.


Mushy ... maybe just a little bit, but life can get busy, and sometimes it's a good thing to stop and remember all that we have to be thankful for.


Sunday, December 8, 2013

Testing ... Testing ... Here I Go Again!


Back in 2007 or 2008 I started a blog, I was heavily involved in scrapbooking and crafting so the majority of my posts consisted of my crafty endeavors.  Then in 2012 my life changed dramatically and suddenly my scrapping and crafting was no longer my focus.  Then in 2013 I made some major life changes, and before I knew it I had deleted my blog (wishing at times I hadn't deleted it because it was a diary of sorts, but what's done is done, there's no looking back).  I was no longer scrapping, my home was for sale, I was dealing with probate issues and trying to decide where I wanted to spend the rest of my life.  Long story short ... my daughter and I relocated to California.  I spent my early school years here with my family and it seemed like the right move to make.  My daughter has never lived anywhere but Connecticut, but she decided to give the move a try, so Morgan and I packed up the house on Thomas Avenue and at the end of September my boyfriend Patrick flew back east to make the drive out with us, six days later we were in sunny southern California.  We are still adjusting and hoping that all the changes will be positive ones.  So far, so good.  We miss Connecticut at times, we miss our many friends and family but we are excited by the new beginnings we face.