Simple Abundance

I just re-discovered this book by Sarah Ban Breathnach:
Simple Abundance: 365 Days to a Balanced and Joyful Life

I had forgotten about it for a long time. What an inspiring story she gave to us. And, somewhere in my worm-path of a brain I believe this original 365-day essay book must have wedged in a corner and inspired me to do my blog without me thinking about it all these years. She finished writing it and submitted it to a publisher in 1995. The author’s publisher didn’t want it to get published at first because they didn’t think it would sell, being a “woman’s book.” She took it to Oprah who discovered it and millions of copies were eventually sold. Women bought one for themselves, then bought many more copies to gift them to family members and other women they knew who needed inspiration. Several new editions and a journal came after and it’s still in print. She uses her daily writing to inspire people to “defy limiting categories” such as senior, or Boomer, and other labels society tries to place on us. She uses quotes from outstanding women from history who were firsts in their field.

Although she went from being one of the millionaires to losing almost everything, she still believes in this process and is an inspiration to all. Something to think about.

Writing in your journal (or blog) every day and putting your messages out to the world helps you survive. My blood sugar is down, I’m exercising more, and I’m getting things done. And I’m writing and learning more each day.

Love to all tonight.

Happiness Quotient

The happiness quotient (HQ) is a measure of a person’s level of happiness. It can be used to assess an individual’s overall well-being. It is not a hard science, but it determines where we are at, mentally, during stressful times.

The Harris Poll reported some significant trends that will have staying power in 2025.
https://theharrispoll.com/briefs/america-this-week-wave-253/

Here are two of those trends that should be addressed by all of us to increase our Happiness Quotient:
Feelings are more important than facts. “Last summer, while the market was roaring, we polled with the Guardian to ask Americans a pop quiz on the nation’s economy. Americans got it wrong, with (49%) believing the S&P was down (it was up); that we were in a recession (56%), and that inflation was rising (72%) (no to both). Surprisingly (76%) of Americans told us that economists may say things are getting better, but they’re not feeling it where they live. Economic dissociation was a canary in the election coal mine and proof that we are in a post-fact society where institutions and authority are less important than the voices of those we trust and with whom we have shared lived experiences. More and more trust will be built bottom-up than top-down.” And that can have negative impacts such as what we saw in the last election. If the facts are so way off the mark and incorrect that people project on others, society will have a breaking point.

The GDP (Gross Domestic Product) of mental health. In 2024 Elmo from Sesame Street tweeted out: “Elmo is just checking in! How is everybody doing?” and got trauma-dumped by the Internet. “The tweet, and the campaign it spawned, reached over 300 million people, with more than 3 million heartfelt reactions pouring in. As Elmo’s viral moment and this new study indicate, the most pressing issue facing American families right now is mental health and emotional well-being.” When asked what we should prioritize for the future well-being of our country in our Sesame Workshop Harris Poll  State of Well-Being Report, (77%) believe mental health, well-being, and happiness are nearly equal to economic stability (80%). This year, wellness will move from a squishy, feel-good concept to a monetizable national asset.

“Americans see kindness and resilience as pathways to improving well-being. Strong majorities of Americans say it’s important for society to promote kindness (85%) and resilience (83%).”

For further information, go to:
https://sesameworkshop.org/about-us/press-room/sesame-workshop-and-the-harris-poll-unveil-inaugural-index-on-the-state-of-americas-well-being/#

So what I have to say each day is about how to send out love and kindness to the universe. If there is such a thing as a collective consciousness, I want to put those grand positive thoughts out there! It’s not always about the politics as my friend seems to think (although we need to be logical and calm when we go up against misinformation that we overhear in conversation and sometimes I’m just…not calm…. But I won’t apologize for that right now.)

My process for peace and happiness is about being in a good frame of mind most of the time. It’s about being able to live in our little bubble of happiness that rises up each day. It’s about doing what we can to help our individual selves, our families, and others cope with what’s to come in our future personal lives and worldwide. It’s about loving and supporting each other, day to day, and ignoring the hate, and figuring out where we fit into the world. It’s about how to live our lives to the fullest.

So maybe I’m idealistic in my thoughts that all people should be treated equally and not have to put up with hate and misinformation. Maybe I just want to be that one more voice that gives off positive, helpful information regarding what we can do each day that we are here in this realm. And maybe other people should acknowledge that it’s okay for me to feel the way I feel right now. I can’t ignore every conversation that surrounds me. And, I really shouldn’t have to. We must all figure out how to get along and stop spewing nonsense. We have to learn to trust the process once again and even though trust is hard right now, equilibrium will happen in the future. We just have to get through the day. We have to live with our own thoughts and actions.

I love you all and hope you can learn to be kind to each other every day.

Friendship or I Miss Velma!

Not her real name, but I do miss having her next door. She moved away years ago, to the east coast, too far away to run down and sit in the swing with her. We correspond, but it’s not the same. She was my guiding light when kiddo was born and helped me so much throughout his childhood. She always had sage advice when I needed it the most. She taught me how to make bread and how to be a better gardener. She taught me life lessons. She had stories about her life, creating a photography business, as well as an all-women’s car club. She is still an amazing baker. She is an outstanding quilter and sends me pictures of her beautiful needlework. She gives a lot of the quilts to the local charities where she now lives. She still gardens and the pictures she sends makes my yard look pitiful. She is such a strong woman and role model for me. I miss sitting in the swing and just talking about love, and hurt, and the world as we know it. We all need friends like her.

After my first book, when I created the Velma character, using her life skills and lessons, all she asked me after reading it was to give her more action! The third and final book shows off her talents in great depth. She is the glue that brings all of my characters together and she can bake and shoot at the bad guys like the rest of us!

So that’s what I believe we all need right now: Good friends that are there for you and are action-oriented (a statement I used on my first resume)! Good friends who stand up and do the right thing, helping those who love her and those who need her. Good friends who continue to work tirelessly throughout the years, even when body parts hurt. Good friends who help you limp along and tell you, “You can do it!” Good friends who are just there in spirit for you. I hope I am that kind of friend to my current friends and acquaintances. And I can only hope my advice and thoughts are sage reflections to give us a boost to where we need to go in our lives.

So to my message tonight is that take a breath, be thankful for the ones close to us, support each other through these troubled times, and just breathe. We can do anything as long as we are together! I send love and hugs to all who need it tonight!

We Can Completely Disengage…But…

I’ve said this before but want to reiterate it tonight to try and ease our brains for a few minutes. I don’t know how many times people have told me “I don’t want to talk about it” and then continue to talk over you about their view of the politics and people who have done them harm.  Their viewpoint is sometimes so skewed that I feel I must engage and try to get them to see the side of those folks that are being harmed by their harsh words and actions. It’s disheartening and I’d like to forget about it completely, but… Right now, there’s so much garbage spewing out into our air (and ear) space, and it pains me that people (including me) are stressed out about the events that are in play. But here’s the thing: We can’t completely disengage because people are set in their ways and are being obstreperous. We have to acknowledge other people’s pain, but also try and engage in a conversation that can go beyond over-generalization and hope it doesn’t escalate into a shouting match, hurting others’ feelings as a consequence.

When someone generalizes a single experience to apply to everyone, it’s called a hasty generalization – a logical fallacy where a conclusion is drawn about a large group based on a very small sample size, often just one personal experience. Key points about hasty generalization are:
-You are working with Limited Data. You are only using one or a few isolated examples to make a broad statement.
-Overgeneralizing. You assume that because something happened to you, it must happen to everyone in a similar situation. For Example: “I had a bad experience with a taxi driver once, so all taxi drivers must be unreliable.” 

I read an article that discussed how this whole craziness was affecting women’s health. The article states that “Instead of fighting against uncertainty, we can practice accepting the discomfort. Acceptance means willingness to feel all emotions, without escaping or avoiding. Acceptance is not approval, permission, or appreciation. It is simply saying, ‘I know I cannot change this, so I will allow myself to feel whatever I have to feel.’”

We don’t have to accept all the changes with which we cannot agree. It just means accepting the emotions, not the politics. We are going to feel uncomfortable and uncertain about our future, but we can engage in actions without fear. We can choose our behaviors and try to get along with others whose values are different than ours. Value-based actions help you emotionally. I am working on a letter to Senator Michael Bennet about two of the subjects that are near and dear to me. I won’t play whack-a-mole with all of the upcoming changes; I’ll just focus on my research and present a logical statement on Education and Law Enforcement issues. Those are areas that I am comfortable speaking about. I may not be able to change things, but I can certainly have a say to the person who represents us. Maybe it’s not enough. But that’s what I can do right now.

For further information on this subject see:
https://adaa.org/learn-from-us/from-the-experts/blog-posts/consumer-professional/post-election-impacts-womens-health

So, something I heard on the news that was really good advice to get through the next four years:

“Just do the next right thing.” Can we all do that? Can we engage and reach out to someone who needs us right now? I am going to try my best to follow my heart and create a calm space for everyone around me. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QGfFdbaO2Y0

Love and hugs to all tonight!

Vietnam Memorial and Obscure Words of Joy

I want to suggest an incredible story for all of us women who were employed in government or the military service who just understand:
The Women by Kristin Hannah. It’s about the women nurses on the front lines in Vietnam who came back to chaos and everyone denying that there were any women in the war. The author’s research was phenomenal and the tale was heart rendering and so well written. I remember so many of my high school classmates never coming back. I remember no one wanting to talk about the war and how it affected us, both home and away. I remember vividly my visit to the Vietnam Veterans War Memorial wall in the 1980s when I went to Washington to speak about juvenile delinquency. The wall was something those veterans needed and it took a private group to honor them. It was both sad and empowering to look upon the 50,000 men and women’s names on the wall. There were flowers, pictures and mementos left by their families. The Vietnam Women’s Memorial wasn’t created and installed until 1993 after a decade of grassroots organizing and activism. 

I laughed and cried during this storytelling and was glad someone wrote about it. We all need to remember our past and how all people of that war (and its subsequent toll) were treated and how things are going right now sixty-plus years later.

On a lighter note, here are some wonderful obscure words to enjoy joy:
Continued… Brown Daily Herald, published in 2023 from the Dictionary of Obscure Joy. https://www.browndailyherald.com/post-magazine/article/2023/04/joys-ford

Glamhautadj. elegant, feminine, opulent; walking in high heels which click-clack on the ground beneath you while your chin is high because their eyes are on you and they’re seeing exactly what you want them to see: your sculpted collarbone, jaw that could cut glass, and your eyes, which do not so much as deign to look down on them. From glamor + French haut, as in “haute couture,” meaning high fashion, or “haut talons” meaning high heels. Pronounced “glahm-awt.”
Infinite – adj. feeling your hair fly above your ears because your head is poking out of the sunroof of a car flying down the highway, as if the only sounds in the world are the bass pounding at the seat beneath your feet and the wind whipping past your ears, as if you could scream as loud as you could imagine, but the sound would be left behind as soon as it flew out of your mouth, already in the past. As referenced in The Perks of Being a Wallflower.
Irid n. the ballooning relief of having shed a secret. Perhaps the secret was dark and looming or perhaps it was festering and starting to rot, but it was a secret which has weighed heavily upon you like a great rhinoceros on your chest, and now it is gone. It has slipped away and you feel you might start floating upwards with the sudden lack of it. Ancient Greek ίριδα, irida, goddess of the rainbow + rid, to make oneself free of something troublesome. Pronounced “eye-rid.” 
Jigsortv. to set the last piece of a puzzle into its proper place. From jigsaw + German Ort, place + to sort.
Klargleen. the unbelievably pleasant sensation of clean legs against crisp sheets after a long day. German klar, clean + glee, great delight. Pronounced “klahr-glee.”
Limerencen. love for a person who doesn’t exist; a precious, private, fantastical kind of love which can live, sparkling and immaculate, in your mind, unburdened with the ties that bind real-life love to the cold and unforgiving earth. From the work of psychologist Dorothy Tennov, meaning ‘obsessive infatuation with someone, sometimes accompanied by delusions.’ Pronounced “lihm-ur-ehns.”
Ludustn. the small-smile feeling evoked by memories of your very first love who has long since turned to dust in your mind, though you still remember them when you hear a certain song, or smell apple pie. Greek ludus, playful, young, puppy-dog love + past + dust + lust. Pronounced “luh-duhst.”
Macnall Taleadj. delight in your own harmless lies, a kinder synonym for absolute and utter bullshit; a “likely story,” as your mother would say, her voice dripping with sarcasm, or if you asked your father, you’re “full of it.” Gaelic macnas, playfulness + tall tale.
Magpiancen. the delight in a collection of objects you have amassed—perhaps a small assortment of clocks or pebbles or other eclectic trinkets. From magpie, a small black bird famous for its love of collecting. Pronounced “mag-pie-ants.”
Mellifluxn. a state of artistic ‘flow’ wherein one’s hands seem to move of their own accord, wild and graceful, as if your artwork and your hands are working with one mind, talking back and forth to each other in a language your mind does not speak, so you must watch with delight from above as they commune. From mellifluous, sweet sounding and smooth + flux, steady and continuous stream.
Irreadv. to read a piece of writing and recognize yourself reflected back, to feel seen and known by an author long dead. From mirrored + read + myriad. Pronounced “meer-eed.”
Piggle – v. when you laugh so hard and so hysterically that you pee a little. From pee + giggle.
Plasconder – v. to long for spaces that speak to the spirit, spaces that hide the hider themselves (these are places that are small and snug and well-tucked in, secret and quiet and almost intangible, places that are unobservable, yet from which one can observe perfectly well). From place, a portion of space, a home + Spanish esconder, to hide. Pronounced “play-skon-der.”
Punleasuren. delight in a particularly clever bit of word-play. From pun + pleasure.
Quilian. a particular care for somebody you love when they are asleep, their face so uncreased and childlike that you want to tuck them in and gently brush their hair back from an impossibly smooth forehead. From quilt + Greek ϕιλία, (philia), familial love.
Sensukian. a feeling of yearning which inexplicably brings us closer to that place where joy and sorrow meet; the feeling after you wish on an eyelash, or in the middle of a game of “she loves me, she loves me not.” .rom German sehnsucht, yearning; wistful longing. Pronounced “sehn-sue-kee-ah.”
Sollevato Vocen. the feeling that, while you sing, your voice is rising and lifted by the voices around you, and you are lifting them in turn. Italian sollevato, lifted + voce, voice. Pronounced “soll-eh-vah-toe / voe-chay.”
Suistalgia – n. the realization often experienced while looking at your own reflection in the mirror who seems somehow older than you did just yesterday—of what your younger self would think of you now; specifically, that they would fall on the floor in awe of who you have become, that they would be jaw-droppingly stunned by your clothes and your hair and just how grown-up you look, even though you still share the same smile. Latin prefix sui, meaning self + nostalgia. Pronounced “soo-ee-stahl-gee-ah.”
Terrarificn. delight in being covered in dirt. Latin terra, earth + terrific.
Unwelshn. the feeling of being weightless, almost nihilistic, as if you’ve taken a bra off after a day which felt particularly happy and are naked in your bedroom with the windows open. German Weltschmerz, world-weariness, + unleash, pronounced “uhn-wehlsh.”
Vêtemotsn. a kind word, said by a passerby, about something you’re wearing—the article of clothing, of course, will be forever endowed with the power of that compliment and will therefore become something more than it was before. I’ll never wear that scarf again without thinking of that seven year old on the T who told me I looked like her favorite doll. French vêtements, clothes + French mots, words.
Wynnsomeadj. bouncing, childlike, or perhaps puppylike in one’s bright excitement, joyful like a chanted nursery-rhyme while jump-roping in overalls over steaming blacktop. From Old English Wynn, delight or joy, + winsome, pleasing and engaging often because of a childlike charm and innocence. Pronounced “wihn-suhm.”

As a final note, here is an incredible article geared toward a senior bucket list. Have fun with it and I send my love out to all of you.
https://www.browndailyherald.com/post-magazine/article/2023/04/farewell-marshan

Obscure Words of Joy

I can’t bring myself to write a serious piece tonight. Here are a few interesting words regarding obscure joys taken from The Brown Daily Herald, published in 2023 from the Dictionary of Obscure Joy. https://www.browndailyherald.com/post-magazine/article/2023/04/joys-ford

Enjoy: “Here are some words. Some are fabricated from words in different languages, some are molded from combinations of words long dead, and some are words that already exist to which I have given new meaning. Some are words that were reaching out with tantalizing fingertips, begging to be rescued from dusty dictionaries, and some are words to which I have simply added a bit of pizzazz.”

Amidantinon. a walk for a little bit with a friend along a path in the woods in contented silence. French ami, friend + Italian andantino, a little walking. Pronounced “am-ee-dan-tee-noe.”
Ataraxie   – n. an understanding of your own infinitesimal smallness that makes you feel more free. Also known as ‘floating rock mentality,’ wherein the realization that we are all simply little creatures living on a meaningless floating rock empowers you to live your life according to your rules alone. Ancient Greek ἀταραξία, equanimity or tranquility + free. Pronounced “ah-trax-ee.”
Buzzyadj. tipsy is to alcohol as buzzy is to weed—inspiring feelings of giggliness or bubbliness, as well as silly thoughts and perhaps craving for a snack. A play on buzzed, meaning slightly drunk.
Consensen. goofy, unfounded, and unbridled confidence in a skill you do not have. From confidence + nonsense
Crisplen. the act of taking one bite of a fruit, feeling the crunch beneath your teeth and savoring that bite thoroughly, then tossing it away; it’s indulgent, tactless, even cruel. But it was a beautiful bite, and now you’ve finished. From crisp + apple.
Draíocht n. the wizened, nostalgic, almost-jealous feeling of watching a wide-eyed child begin to believe in magic. Gaelic draíocht, witchcraft, magic, charm, enchantment.
Elitnaus – n. perverse pleasure in the conviction that you are smarter than whomever you are talking to; an ego-driven feeling, spurred by erudite hubris and a little bit of elitism. English elite + Greek νοῦς (naus), intelligence or knowledge. Pronounced “ee-liht-nah-oos.”
Entierity n. the exploding relief of kissing somebody you’ve wanted to kiss for a long time; the metal-to-magnet pull between two people that was so strong it was a wonder that they ever managed the strength to prevent themselves from succumbing every second. rom French, devenir entier, to become whole or complete.
Etheldreamn. the moment of returning to a childhood place you thought you’d forgotten, only to find that you remember just that shade of ivory the house was painted, or how many steps lead you to the front door, or that the handle had to be twisted to the left twice to open; realizing that your soul retains memory much longer than your mind. Old English eþel, one’s ancestral homeland + dream, Pronounced “eh-thehl-dreem.”
Fêtair – v. the gleeful anticipation of knowing you have given somebody the perfect gift; hearing them tear through the wrapper and feeling your heart rise, anticipating the smile that will spread across their cheeks as they shout, “No way!” or “You remembered!” in a voice that positively bounces with excitement. French fête, party + Gaelic tabhair, to give as a gift. Pronounced “feht-air.”
Filoksenian. the intimacy of cooking a meal for a stranger. From Ancient Greek φιλοξενία, friend to a stranger, hospitality. Pronounced “fee-low-seh-nee-ah.”
Flaneuse n. a female finder and connoisseur of places, who delights in stepping out of the house and onto the street for the purpose of becoming one of a vast army of anonymous trampers, meanderers, adventurers who dally along the streets, not digging deeper than the eye approves but rather briefly glancing over everything we pass as it floats us smoothly down a stream; resting, pausing, and wandering on. From French flâneur, one who wanders aimlessly + French feminine ending –euse. Pronounced “flan-oos.”

Love to all who need it tonight! More tomorrow!

We Are All Immigrants

After a stressful conversation today I wanted to clarify something in hopes that the person I spoke with understands why what she said to me made me unhappy. She didn’t like where my conversation was going when I argued with my friend. (We are friends but have differing opinions about things and can sometimes get a little loud. We will probably never agree about some things, but we continue to talk about it.) So, she kept sighing really loudly and interrupted our conversation because she didn’t like what I had to say. I am sad that something bad happened to one of her family members and I told her I was sorry for her loss. Unfortunately, she blames immigrants for all of her sadness on this subject, and blames them for all of our woes in this country. She thinks (her words, not mine) “they are all criminals” and should be “sent back.”

I am saddened that she has no place in her heart to understand that not every person that has been labeled  in a demeaning way as an immigrant is a bad person. After all, unless we are the indigenous people of North America, we ALL came from somewhere else, albeit mostly Europe, but other countries as well. And we as original transplants weren’t all white people. There are many colors of people who came here with hopes and dreams of a society that accepts them for what they are: hard workers who want a safe place to live. We should embrace that all people should be welcome here. It’s the fearmongering people in office who keep stirring it up that the current immigrants are all bad people and so many of us believe this lie.

Immigrants often get a bad reputation due to a combination of factors including negative stereotypes, fear of economic competition, cultural anxieties, political rhetoric, and the use of inflammatory language. Fearmongers continue to paint immigrants as a threat to national identity, jobs, and social cohesion, even when these perceptions are not based on reality. Let’s break that down a little. Here are some key reasons why immigrants might be negatively perceived:
Cultural anxieties: Differences in language, customs, and religion can lead to concerns about cultural assimilation and a perceived loss of national identity, especially when immigration waves are large or from diverse backgrounds. 

Political rhetoric: Politicians often use anti-immigrant rhetoric to mobilize certain voter bases, which can contribute to negative perceptions of immigrants. 

Media portrayal: Certain media outlets might focus on negative stories related to immigration, further reinforcing negative stereotypes. 

Labeling and terminology: Using terms like “illegal immigrant” or “alien” can dehumanize individuals and contribute to negative perceptions. 

Historical prejudices: Past waves of immigration have sometimes been associated with social problems, leading to lingering negative associations with certain immigrant groups. 

I know some of you don’t want to hear it but I will continue to point out inaccuracies about what you say in public. I hope that I will help you realize that not all immigrants are the same. They come from diverse cultures and backgrounds, and just like us, they have different skills and motivations. They want a good life for them and their families in their countries, but cannot get it because of government corruption or other factors that harm them. I will continue to point out the positive impact of immigration. Research has shown that immigrants can contribute significantly to the economy by starting businesses, filling labor shortages, and boosting innovation. I will continue to combat negative stereotypes by promoting accurate information to you, even when you have closed your mind to possibilities. The best way to combat fear and prejudice and challenge harmful stereotypes of these folks, is to not only promote accurate information, but highlight positive immigrant stories, and use inclusive language when talking to each other. I hope you can overcome your fears and stop condemning an entire group of people who are not so different than you.

And that’s the story for today. I still love you all and feel your pain, but this fear must stop. We cannot continue to pass on misinformation among ourselves. We have to take charge and do what we can, one person, and one day at a time. We have to care about each other once again, no matter what we hear from others. I’ll do my best to help everyone. Can you say the same thing?

You Know That You Had a Bad Day When…

Today, an 83-year-old woman in the grocery store thought I was her age. Honestly, I know I didn’t have any makeup on, and my eyes were red, but I was sad about being mistaken as part of the WWII generation. It was too much to bear today. I know I’m no spring chicken, but I am over a decade younger than her. This made me realize that I have to get some pep back in my step! I don’t drink or go out and party anymore so those aren’t even good excuses for me. Being tired is not a good look on me! Maybe I should have just stayed in bed today.

But, alas, things need to get done, and life goes on. When we just want to crawl back in bed, we need to re-focus and do something different for a few minutes. If you’re having a bad day, tell yourself it’s okay, and that we all have bad days, and tomorrow is a new day to start fresh. Tomorrow will be the time to bring back joy in your life surrounded by your friends. So don’t beat yourself up. Try and put your life on pause for a little while so you can rest.

I just discovered Forrest Frank’s YouTube video called “Sit if you’re having a bad day.” Worth the listen:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RWGkzGQVqZo

So remember, just when you think your day is bad, and you are looking older than you are, there are always worse things that might happen to you:
-Your horn sticks on the freeway behind 32 Hell’s Angels
-Your birthday cake collapses from the weight of the candles.
-You turn on the evening news and they are showing emergency routes out of the city.
-You realize that you just sprayed spot remover under your arms instead of deodorant.
-The bird singing outside your window is a vulture.
-Your income tax refund check bounces.
-Nothing you own is actually paid for.
-Your doctor tells you that you are allergic to chocolate chip cookies.
-Everyone loves your driver’s license picture.
-The gypsy fortune teller offers to refund your money.
-Everyone is laughing but you.

Love and hugs to all tonight.

Daily Words of Encouragement for Loved Ones

I saw this on a Facebook page (Thank you Mary Ann Steele!) and thought it was worth re-posting. These are wonderful statements that you can also say to your adult peers. Valentine’s Day is fast approaching, but we should use these words of encouragement in conversation each day to energize each other up during the long winter months.

So let’s explore a few of them:
I love you. Simply said, right? And yet we forget to say this to our spouse and children. Each time I talk to either, I always end a phone or text conversation with “Love you.” And they respond, likewise. We know we love each other, but saying it out loud makes it solidify once again in our minds.
You are enough. We are enough for each other. We don’t have to strive to become more worthy, more valid, more acceptable, or more loved. We learn that we are already there when we tell each other this every day that we live our lives.
Let’s figure it out together. We create the space to work together on something that we both need to do or understand. And by creating this safe space, we can eventually figure out a solution and solve the mysteries of life together.
You make a difference. We do make a difference every day if we are always striving for better ways to live and help others.
Never give up. Simple but not. If we can just hold on a little longer we will come back together to happy times. Ignore the daunting news blasts and don’t give up hope. We will survive!
You can achieve great things. Any person can achieve milestones throughout their lives. I am especially proud of my husband and kiddo for all the hard work they put in every day. I am proud that they feel they can accomplish great things in their lifetimes. I support them wholeheartedly.
You’re my favorite part of the day. We come home to each other and tell each other about our day. We talk about things that worry us and also what we can do right now. We make plans for the future and hope for the best.

The point is that we can give each other (or our friends) little doses of love each day and feel whole again. We don’t have to buy into the hate dump. We can remain positive and not go crazy. We can problem-solve together and fix what we can today, and forget about the rest.

And a dose of chocolate doesn’t hurt, either! I am grateful for friendships and family at this point in my life. More to come on love!

Love and Hugs to everyone who needs it tonight.

The Power of Journaling: Leaving Your Mark

I just finished reading an incredible book called The Frozen River by Ariel Lawhon. The heroine, Martha Ballard, (based on a real person in history) is a midwife in the late 1700s and her trials and tribulations make me thankful that I am a woman of a certain age with personal rights and powers in this century (so far). One of the things Martha performed in this story was recording all of her activities each day (with quill and ink no less!) in her journal. In one chapter, she praised her husband for teaching her to read and write (women weren’t allowed or encouraged to do these things in her day). He helped her create a world that opened up so many possibilities. He bought her journals, and created pens for her. She asks herself why the daily writing was so important to her. Martha’s answer to herself was because her “…markings will one day be the only proof that I have existed in this world. That I have lived and breathed…It is not that I want to be remembered, per se. I have done nothing remarkable. Not by the standards of history, at least. But I am here. And these words are the mark I will leave behind.”

WOW! WOW! WOW! 5-star reviews all the way!
Lawhon’s writing inspired me to keep doing what I do. She does her research, and gives amazing details that add to the story. She is a crusader for all women! And she unpacks her story at the end of the book like I do, giving explanations and facts about how the story came to her and how she drafted the book. And, what a record to have uncovered from the past. How cool is that?

So, to me, writing is not just a daily brain exercise, but a way to leave your mark on society. And, yes, we don’t have to write with quills, or even pens and paper, but computers allow us to journal every day, and help us leave a small mark of our existence in a world of unknowns. Daily journalling (or blogging) of any kind can help ease our tortured souls and send questions out to the universe. Even if they don’t get answered, we have aired our frustrations out loud. We have voiced our thoughts on any subject that comes to mind. Sometimes we are way off the mark, but other times we are spot on. It’s this discourse that is needed to have a sane and logical existence for all of us. Writing shouldn’t be about hate, anger, or craziness, just interesting ideas, and history to cogitate on, and maybe words that change our opinions of ourselves and others, and our interactions with others.

So maybe I’ve not taken a lot of paths that I should have taken, but I have found peace in this valley of the Foothills, describing daily life lessons in my little blog. My life is peaceful at the moment and I intend to keep it that way. I have a little piece of paradise, even though it’s really cold outside.

Today I hope you reflect on your life lessons and maybe write a few of them down. (There’s still time to take my Valentine’s Day questionnaire and get back to me!)
https://drutieben.com/2025/01/15/valentines-day-questionnaire/

There’s still time to get on board the love train and make your own noise (or journal them) and make your own mark in the world. Love reigns tonight and I praise you efforts!