Tuesday, October 19, 2010

A message to germs:



And that is all.

Saturday, October 16, 2010

There is nothing as lovely as the love of a child.
Today I had the wonderful experience of spending time with 2 of the most adorable children on the planet. I swear. They really are.  And, I'm totally unbiased. 

Ok, well perhaps just a touch bias. 

It's pure bliss to dance to the ending credits of Veggie Tales version of Jonah, with a blond 5 year old beauty wearing Halloween striped pants, and a purple bubble heart necklace.
I got extra lovin from a handsome little heart breaker with big blue eyes and who likes "Wowahs" (translation = flowers)
He could melt a heart of stone when he comes up to you, looks you in the eye, and puts his cheek on yours for an impromptu "hug".

 Yep. Nothing quite as lovely as that.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

In the Blink of an Eye

Last night I watched a man die.
It was just a moment.
It could have been so insignificant.
It could have been just the blink of an eye.
It could have been, but it was so much more than that.
A life was lost.

The rescue workers did all they could.
The violent CPR compressions,
the sirens were screaming,
the doctors were waiting,
the machines were ready to shock into life again.

But life is not in our hands.
With all our modern knowledge and medicine and advancements-life is still so fragile, so precious.

Just a moment.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Once upon a time, there was a hospital that made you believe in more than yourself.  It made you believe that great things are possible.  And that ordinary human beings can accomplish great things with just the touch of another human being.

It's simple.  Lets make a difference for one another.
You speak up and I'll speak up.
You lend a hand, I lend a hand.
You encourage, and I will encourage...
And you may just c h a n g e  s o m e o n e' s  l i f e

In life, I have noticed that there is nothing more powerful than one person making a difference for another. 

Selfless. Loving. Inspiring.
And sometimes, one voice can be the catalyst that changes the WORLD!

Exercise your ability to touch another persons life.

You might just change y-o-u

Sunday, May 9, 2010


Look out and see
Clouds drifting by.
Trains chanting in the night.
Trees that dance in the song of the breeze.
Movement all around.

Sit behind the glass and
I am still.
My motion is breath in and out of my lungs.
I am silent.
My sound is the cry of my heart.

The stirrings in my heart are larger than my means.
Oh, they are so much larger than my means.

Sing from my toes.
Life full of love.
Spinning with arms wide open!
Run as fast as you can.
Free fall.

One foot in front of the other.
Keep breathing.
Bright eyes.
One foot in front of the other.

Please don't forget me God.
I was made for more than this.
I do not despise small beginnings,
Oh, but God, how I LONG for a beginning.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Pimples to Wrinkles

Time is such a funny thing.  So relative.  
I woke up this morning as a 30 year old woman, with a half dollar sized bleach mark on my favorite pillow case because I put Clearasil on last night before bed.  Now, two things in that sentence annoy me: 
1) A 30 year old who must still maintain her "Cindy Crawford" glow with Clearasil.
2) That was a brand new pillow case. 
I used to work with Autistic children and loved it.  I taught in a form of therapy called ABA (Applied Behavior Analysis).  There was one student who was my absolute favorite.  I followed him from Kindergarten through Second grade.  He was brave, and full of life
We grew so much together as people in those few short years.  Me finding my way, and he, just growing up.  It was one of those experiences that you could never recreate in your life.  You must just recognize it as beautiful while you live it.  I always try to purposefully store those memories away in my heart, because I know I won't get a "do -over". 
It's been nearly 6 years since, and today, through the wonders of Facebook, I found his mom.  He is so tall, and grown, and when he saw my picture... he remembered me!  By name!  That was a gift.

I was thinking today at work how funny that some days can seem to draaag on forever.  You look at the clock and can't understand why that minute-hand refuses to move.  Other days you hardly notice the time, and before you know it, its QUITTING TIME!  
Today was a quick day. Yesterday I thought the clock broke.  Well, it was either that or I was in the Twilight zone.  You pick.  

Time, there never seems to be quite enough of it when you need it, but when you are quite through with something, there is time-a-plenty! Why do you think that is?  

I talked with my mom tonight about my Gramma who is starting to show her age, and I'm afraid she's starting to show signs of some type of memory loss.  I think there may be a conversation with Grampa in the near future.  Memories.  Something too precious to lose.  

I'm going to a jewelry party in a few days.  You know what they are.  They are the 2010 version of a Tupperware party.

I would like to suggest a memory party.
Call all your family or friends together, pull out all the old photographs, videos, even records.  Anything with a memory attached, and just love again.  Plan it for a rainy day, wear your sweat pants, make cookies, drink coffee, or tea....or beer...whatever your pleasure.  Just take a leisurely walk thru Memory Lane.
We can call it a Living Scrapbook.  

The last time I saw my Grampa Bolton was Christmas a few years ago.  I remember when I gave him a kiss goodbye thinking that it would be the last time I would see him.  His wet kiss lingured on my lips as I got into the car that snowy night and set out for the 2 1/2 hour ride home.  I had tears in my eyes.   Less than 4 months later he passed away. 

Time, such a fickle lover.
Choose to treat each moment as one to tuck away for safe keeping.

I try to.     

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Saints Marching and such

Gosh, March was a busy month for me.  I meant to write, and actually started a few but they fell so flat that I never posted them.  So, here is my month in no particular order, all summed up for your reading pleasure....
1  I found a gray hair in my head....no I take that back, I found a WHITE HAIR on MY head!!! It was promptly plucked.
2 I learned to poach an egg, and I must say that its actually more fun than you knew you could have with an egg. Very easy to do, and oh-so yummy too.
3 I spent hours and hours at a luau otherwise known as a rehab center, loving and entertaining the wonderful woman I call Mom.
4 The weather became warm and sunny and we reached record highs well into the 80's!  For those of you who may not know, this is completely unheard of for Rochester!  
5 On one of those gorgeous days, while driving home from work one evening I saw 4 preteen boys at the top of the bridge riding their bikes straight down the bank.......30 minutes later when going out to meet a friend, driving across that same bridge those 4 boys were replaced by 5 middle aged men sitting on the bridge in the very same spot....I found that so ironic and thought something must be said.  That speaks to life I suppose.  I loved witnessing it!
6 I learned that cheering someone up in the hospital and a rehab center can do more than cheer the patient.  It is contagious and spreads to the nurses, and care givers, and cleaners, and food staff, and PT OT and....well you get the picture...its something that warms many hearts!
7  I recieved a call for one measly audition....you would think I would nail it..but, no. That sucked.  
8 I am struggling with my purpose, and trying to find what to do with myself.  You know that old saying to stop dreaming and start living?  Why is that so hard for me?  
9 Well, I did make one effort towards living as opposed to dreaming....I am now enrolled in voice classes.  I have very high expectations that it will be the key to unlocking my inner passions.  I fully expect a transformation to ensue!  First class is Wednesday. I'll keep you posted.
10 Oh, so fun! I read one of the classics for the first time!  Pride and Prejudice, by Jane Austin. Love the movie, and I loved the book.  I was so happy to see that my favorite movie version is the one that followed the book to a T!
11  I realized that I truely do live in the backyard of the ghetto.  Not a pleasant thought. However, with this now known, I will not be getting a cute little dog until I move to a safer neighborhood where walking a cute little doggie alone at night wont get me mugged, -or worse.
12 I went to 2 wakes.  Both unexpected, and both reminded me about how very precious a thing life is.  Life is made all the more precious by loving.  This is a constant reminder that I need daily.  
13 I am not always good at expressing or showing my love.  Another reminder. 
14 Completed my first solo census, and paid my taxes...yes, I know you did too. 

And, there you have it.  This mixed with many other daily experiences has made up the 31 days of March 2010.  It was a good month over all, and well, I know that may not sound as exciting as it was to live, but it was rather an adventure this month and I am happy to finally have posted something for March. 
We'll chat again soon.