After coming home on his 28th birthday on 5 May, my son Michael left this past Friday for 2 weeks of Annual Training at Ft. Pickett, VA.
We did a lot while he was here.
Or I should say HE did a lot while he was here.
Mom came down with costochronditis (weeding and losing weight and having your CPAP machine set too high for your present weight will do that to you) so he took over the yard mowing, weeding and putting trash/recyclables out weekly. In addition our washer and dryer is in the basement which we access from outside so he did my laundry.
He spent time with his sister and future brother-in-law in St. Louis, about 16 miles away.
There are no Steak and Shakes in VA so we made sure to get him to one while he was here. Mom made or had made his favorite meals and desserts.
We watched the movie Lincoln and we both coached the St. Louis Cardinals from this side of the TV as well as he got to go to at least 1 game.
He shepherded us through our first tornado warning of the season while Roger was in the hospital with congestive heart failure. I tell you, Army 1st Lieutenants are good at organizing and moving people/animals to the basement which he had previously set up with all the comforts of the living room except we had to take cover right when supper was done (he was my chief cook and kitchen cleaner while I was at the hospital with Roger).
He ran every other day in true Army style and on the days he didn't run, he was conditioning with push ups and sit ups.
He got all the paperwork done for his upcoming deployment to Saudi Arabia at the end of this month for a year.
He will be back here on June 23 and the 5 day countdown will be on for the Second Goodbye from Ft. Benning, GA...one that will leave me shaking, crying and wanting to hide out in a cave until August 2014 when he returns.
Still trying to get on with my life with Kathy being gone over 3 months now. I miss my BFA so much.
Thinking about deleting my Facebook account. (Hopefully that is the Depression Monster talking).
My beautiful-in-every-way 18 year old granddog, Brandy, slipped to the Rainbow Bridge while I and her mother were gone Saturday morning for a couple of hours. First time I had left her in forever although Kiereney and Michael were here and she did not die alone.
Brandy wanted it that way.
We knew she was recently diagnosed with bone cancer but the vet gave her 6 months and that is what I subconsciously put on the calendar.
I think she made it a month.
But she got a lot accomplished.
She got to see Uncle Michael and spend time with him before he deploys.
She waited until her Daddy Jay got back from Army training.
She got undivided care and love from her Grandma.
We sang songs, cuddled and she got any food she wanted.
We rescued her for my daughter, Kelli when she was 1. She was in an abusive home.
She was the second of the Dachsie Quads....we bought Shania in 96, rescued Brandy in 96, rescued Macon for Michael a couple of years later and then rescued Katie for Kiereney. All dachsies, all brown and smooth haired except for black and tan Macon.
Brandy was the judicial one of the 4. She always had a somber look but was the most comforting one. She always took care of everyone else. Many said had we had her AKC papers she would have been a winner at Westminster.
She was a winner in this family.
She loved her vanilla wafers and had the best nose. Even toward the autumn of her life, she could smell food cooking 2 rooms away and would start the low bark of, "Bring it!" She loved to eat, yet maintained her svelte physique.
She was treasured.
She is missed.
She will always be in Grandma's heart.
A pic of her in the last few months with my daughter, Kelli, and her fiance', Jay.
A long time ago (April 30, 1954 @5:32 a.m.) in a far away Land (Missouri Baptist Hospital in St. Louis, MO) during a power outage because of a tornado I came into this world at 6 pounds 2 ounces.
I tried to be born at the Cardinals Stadium (old one) when my parents were attending a game and Mom's water broke. I wasn't due until May 2(silly parents and doctor).
During labor, the hospital was hit with a power outage because of tornadic winds and I was spanked into this world on emergency power.
So far, so good.
Mom's mom (my grandmother) took the bus to St. Louis that morning to see me, about a 2 hour trip now and God knows how long then. My dad picked her up at the bus station. She was so excited to meet her 3rd grandchild...
But only got to see me 5 minutes because she and Dad went and viewed all the tornado damage and by the time they got to Maternity, it closed to visitors in 5 minutes.
I hear my mom pitched a hissy fit like no other!
You would appreciate my mom giving birth all the more in the fact she was 4 feet 11 inches tall and weighed 90 pounds full term with me. She wore Girls size 14 childrens clothing. I could pick her up and carry her around the house when I was in 8th grade (1968), a stunt that did not put me in her favor but made my dad laugh.
Sadly, she died suddenly on April 9, 1968 from a brain stroke in the brain stem. I never saw her again because Catholic hospitals didn't allow children up on the patient floor.
I know she has seen the remainder of my 46 birthdays from Heaven but they have never been as happy as the ones Mom was in charge of. She thought my birthday was a national holiday! Always a birthday supper, always my favorite homemade cake, always carefully wrapped presents and always a recanting of my birth story.
I hope I'm half the mom she was.
So today begins my last year of the 50's.
I'm planning every day.
They say 60 is the new 30...we'll see...
Meanwhile I'm going to hang on to this 59th year as tight as I can.
Always believing.
And I leave you with a little levity...
I don't believe I hung in the same social circle with any of my fellow Taureans except Willie Nelson...
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Toklas, American companion of Gertrude Stein (d. 1967) 1882 - Trijntje "Nine" van de Schaaf, author (To the Invisible) 1883 - David John de Lloyd, composer 1884 - Albert Israel Elkus, composer 1885 - Luigi Russolo, composer 1886 - Frank Merrik, composer 1888 - John Crowe Ransom, US poet/critic (God Without Thunder) 1889 - Acario Cotapos, composer 1889 - Rudolph Hermann Simonsen, composer 1891 - Watze Cuperus, Frisian author (Swart mar leaflik) 1893 - Joachim von Ribbentrop, Nazi foreign minister (d. 1946) 1895 - Philippe Panneton, French Canadian physician, diplomat and writer (d. 1960) 1896 - Gary Davis, Laurens SC, blues/folk guitarist (A Little More Faith) 1896 - Hans List, Austrian inventor (d. 1996) 1897 - Humberto Mauro, Brazillina director and screenwriter (d. 1983) 1899 - Jannetje Fisherman-Roosendaal, author (regional novels) 1899 - Lucie Mannheim, Berlin, actress (East Meets West, 39 Steps) 1901 - Simon Kuznets, Ukrainian-born economist, Nobel laureate (d. 1985) 1902 - Andre-Francois Marescotti, composer 1902 - Rudolf Wittelsbach, composer 1903 - Gunther AR Raphael, German composer (Symphony Breve) 1908 - Eve Arden, American actress (d. 1990) 1908 - Bjarni Benediktsson, Icelandic foreign and later prime minister (d. 1970) 1909 - Juliana, Queen of Netherlands (1948-80) 1909 - F. 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McWilliam,Irish sculptor (d. 1992) 1910 - Al Lewis, actor (Leo-Car 54, Grandpa-Munsters) 1911 - Hans Studer, composer 1911 - John-Baptist J Walgrave, [Henricus/Humanus], Flemish, theologist 1911 - Luise Rinser, writer 1912 - Eve Arden, Mill Valley California, actress (Connie-Our Miss Brooks) 1912 - Manuel Gutierrez Mellado, soldier/politician 1913 - Bernard Charles Sendall, deputy director general (ITA) 1913 - Edith Fowke, folklorist 1914 - Sid Weiss, bassist 1916 - Claude Shannon, information theorist 1916 - Dugo D Schenker, Suriname/Antillian producer 1916 - Robert Shaw, Red Bluff California, chorale conductor (Robert Shaw Chorale) 1917 - Bea Wain, US singer/radio host (Lucky Strike Hit Parade) 1918 - W Donald McNeill, tennis champ (US Open-1940) 1919 - Valeer [Valerius V] van Kerkhove, Flemish writer/producer 1920 - Duncan Hamilton, driver 1920 - Leen 't Hart, Dutch organist/composer 1922 - Anton Murray, cricketer (South African batsman in 10 Tests 1951-55) 1923 - Alan Wharton, cricketer (Engld batsman once v NZ 1949, scored 7 & 13) 1923 - George Byatt, playwright 1923 - Al Lewis, American actor (d. 2006) 1924 - Sheldon Harnick, Chicago, lyricist (Fiorello, Fiddler on the Roof) 1925 - Corinne Calvet, Paris France, actress (Phantom of Hollywood) 1925 - Johnny Horton, American musician (d. 1960) 1926 - Cloris Leachman, Des Moines Iowa, actress (Last Picture Show, Phyllis) 1926 - Corinne Calvet, France, actress (Apache Uprising) 1926 - Edmund Cooper, UK, sci-fi author (Seed of Light, All Fool's Day) 1927 - Johnny Horton, Los Angeles Ca, rocker 1927 - Lars Hall, Sweden, Pentathelete (Olympic-gold-1952) 1928 - Hugh Hood, Canadian author (d. 2000) 1929 - Peter Carsten, Weissenberg Bavaria, actor (Mr Super Invisible) 1930 - Raoul de Keyser, [Dekeyser], Flemish painter 1931 - William L [Bill] Clay, (Rep-D-MO, 1969- ) 1932 - Anton Larrauri, composer Country Singer Willie Nelson (1933)1933 - Willie Nelson, Abbott Texas, country singer (On the Road Again) 1934 - Jerry Lordan, English composer and singer (d.1995) 1936 - Zohra Lampert, actress (Doctors' Hospital, Girl With Something Extra) 1938 - Gary Collins, Venice California, actor (6th Sense, Home Show), (d. 2012) 1938 - Larry [Van Cott] Niven, US, sci-fi author (5 Hugo, Neutron Star) 1938 - Juraj Jakubisko, Slovak film director 1939 - Ellen Taafe Zwilich, Miami Florida, (1st woman composer Pulitzer 1982) 1939 - Pieter van Vollenhoven, husband of Dutch Princess Margriet 1940 - Burt Young, NYC, actor (Convoy, Rocky) 1941 - Johnny Farina, rocker (Santo & Johnny) 1941 - Wilfried Jentzsh, composer 1943 - Bobby Vee, Fargo ND, (Devil or Angel, Night has a Thousand Eyes) 1943 - Robert L Livingston, (Rep-R-Louisiana, 1977- ) 1943 - Frederick Chiluba, former Zambian president (1991-2001) 1944 - Jill Clayburgh, NYC, actress (Unmarried Woman, Semi-Tough) 1944 - Richard Shoff, rocker (Sandpipers) 1945 - Annie Dillard, American writer (An American Childhood) 1945 - Claude van de Berge, [Rony MF Pauwels], Flemish writer (Graph Theory) 1945 - Michael J Smith, Beaufort NC, Cmdr USN, astr (51L-Challenger disaster) 1945 - Mike Beacon, rocker (Ox) 1945 - Mimi Farina, rocker (Reflections in a Crystal Wind) 1946 - Donald Schollander, Charlotte NC, swimmer (Olympic-4 gold-64) 1946 - Karl XVI Gustav F H, King of Sweden (1973- ) 1946 - Bill Plympton, American animator 1947 - Robert Scott, (Rep-D-Virginia) 1947 - Leslie Grantham, English actor 1947 - Mats Odell, Swedish politician 1947 - Tom Køhlert, Brondby IF coach 1948 - Perry King, Alliance OH, actor (Andy Warhol's "Bad") 1948 - Wayne Kramer, guitarist (MC5, Dangerous Madness) 1949 - Phil Garner, baseball manager 1951 - Panuta Rosani, Poland, discus (Olympic 1976) drug disqualified 1952 - Tom Pesek, PC programmer (creator of HAL 9000 program) 1952 - Jacques Audiard, French film director 1953 - Merrill Osmond, Ogden Utah, singer (Osmond Brothers, Donnie & Marie) 1954 - Gunther Tiersch, German DR, 8 man cox (Olympic-gold-1968) 1954 - Jane Campion, New Zealand film director 1955 - Dimitra Papandreau, Greece, wife of Greek PM Andreas Papandreau 1955 - Nicolas Hulot, French journalist 1956 - Jorge Chaminé, Portuguese baritone 1956 - Lars von Trier, Danish film director 1957 - Duane G Carey, St Paul Minn, major USAF/astronaut 1957 - Aviva Chomsky, American historian, daughter of Noam Chomsky 1958 - Charles Berling, French actor, director and screenwriter 1959 - Kamaran Abdalla, Iraq/Engl/Neth actor (Goede Tijden Selechte Tijden) 1959 - Lauren Howe, LPGA golfer 1959 - Paul Gross, Canadian actor, director, and writer Prime Minister of Canada Stephen Harper (1959)1959 - Stephen Harper, Prime Minister of Canada 1959 - W. Thomas Smith, Jr, American author and columnist 1960 - Kerry Healey, American politician 1960 - David Miscavige, American cult leader 1961 - Isiah Thomas, NBA forward (Detroit Piston; 1990 NBA playoff MVP) 1963 - Steve Smith, Glasgow Scotland, NHL defenseman (Chicago Blackhawks) 1964 - Ian Healy, cricket wicket-keeper (Australian since 1988) 1964 - Jeff Reboulet, Dayton OH, infielder (Minnesota Twins) 1964 - Barrington Levy, Jamaican musician 1965 - Adrian Pasdar, Pittsfield Mass, actor (C Oliver Resor-Feds, Top Gun) 1965 - Daniela Costian, Australian discus/shot putter (Olympics-96) 1966 - Aundray Bruce, defensive end (Oakland Raiders) 1966 - David Meggett, NFL running back (NY Giants, NE Patriots) 1966 - Jeff Brown, Ottawa, NHL defenseman (Hartford Whalers) 1967 - Steven Mackintosh, British actor 1968 - Babette Van Veen, Neth, actress (Linda-GTST, Blueberry Hill) 1968 - Paulo Jr, Brazilian pop bassist (Sepultura, Morbid Visions) 1968 - Richard Pilon, Saskatoon, NHL defenseman (NY Islanders) 1968 - Roger Mar, Seattle Wash, rapid fire pistol (Olympics-1996) 1968 - Sandra Beikoff, Mackay QLD, golfer (1990 Sunshine Coast Open) 1969 - Dexter Rogers, St Petersburg Fla, volleyball opposite hitter (Oly-96) 1969 - Joey Restivo, Brooklyn, rocker (Linear-I Never Felt This Way, Lies) 1969 - Warren Defever, American musician, composer 1970 - Brad Layton, Seymour Ind, rower (Olympics-1996) 1970 - Debbie D, Phila Pa, actress (Attack of Vampire Mermaid) 1970 - Ken Stanton, American Radio Personality 1971 - B J Tyler, NBA guard (Toronto Raptors) 1971 - Matt Martin, Hamden, NHL defenseman (Toronto Maple Leafs, Oly-US-94) 1971 - Randy Bierman, WLAF tackle (Scottish Claymores) 1971 - Ryan Hawblitzel, West Palm Beach Fla, pitcher (Colorado Rockies) 1971 - Ty Hallock, fullback (Jacksonville Jaguars) 1971 - John Boyne, Irish novelist 1971 - Darren Emerson, English DJ (Underworld) 1972 - Kendricke Bullard, NFL wide receiver (NE Patriots) 1972 - Mario Schaden, hockey forward (Team Austria 1998) 1973 - Akon, American R&B Singer 1974 - Cedric Jones, defensive end (NY Giants) 1974 - Chris Darkins, NFL running back (Green Bay Packers-Superbowl 31) 1975 - Beverley Peele, model [or Apr 7] 1975 - Johnny Galecki, Bree Belgium, actor (American Dreamer, David-Roseanne) 1975 - Elliott Sadler, American race car driver 1975 - Mike Chat, American actor 1976 - Amanda Palmer, American musician (The Dresden Dolls) 1977 - Jeannie Haddaway, American politician 1977 - Pell James, American actress 1979 - Gerardo Torrado, Mexican footballer 1981 - John O'Shea, Irish footballer 1981 - Emma Pierson, British actress Actress Kirsten Dunst (1982)1982 - Kirsten Dunst, Point Pleasant, New Jersey, American actress (Interview with the Vampire, Spider-Man) 1982 - Lloyd Banks, American rapper 1982 - Cleo Higgins, British singer and actress 1982 - Andrew Seeley, Canadian actor and singer 1983 - Tatjana Hüfner, German luger 1983 - Troy Williamson, American football player 1983 - Yamini, Tamil Singer 1984 - Shawn Daivari, Persian-American professional wrestler and manager 1985 - Ashley Alexandra Dupré, American singer and call girl 1986 - Dianna Agron, Savannah, Georgia, American Actress (Quinn Fabray-Glee) 1987 - Nikki Webster, Australian entertainer 1987 - Rohit Sharma, Indian Cricketer 1988 - Molloko, SD Zoo, 1st California condor chick conceived in captivity
Granted the hair is waaaay shorter now both from cutting and hair loss from cancer treatment.
But that's OK....it's small potatoes.
I'm writing this post for a particular purpose with 2 examples:
You ignorant SPAMMERS just keep it up!
I REFUSE to make my friends have to go through a song and dance routine to comment on my blog.
But know this and know it deep...
I will spend my last breath on this Earth deleting your nonsensical, useless posts to this blog.
Cause this is MY blog and THESE are MY friends and you serve no earthly purpose on this Earth but taking up air space...
I am smarter than to tell you NOT to do it...
You weren't given the common sense God gave an earthworm to comply and know where you're NOT wanted.
So knock yourselves out.
I AM Dachsielver
and
I AM A SURVIVOR!
(brushing spammer germs from hands)
Now to my second example.
For you on on Facebook, you know the last 2 months has been the struggle from Hell reconciling myself to the fact that Kathy no longer is available for phone calls, shopping, visits or hugs.
I determined this past weekend was going to be the line I was drawing to either succumb to it or rise past it because it was getting to that point...
And then I found this piece of writing on Facebook:
It sounds JUST like Kathy wrote it herself.
It made sense.
Especially when I remember God has given me almost 8 years of thyroid cancer remission not to shut off my life and mourn my best friend.
So I have decided to:
This is what Kathy would want me to do.
When I was first diagnosed, I told her she would outlive me. I am a year older and with the cancer diagnosis that I have to get checked every November because it lies dormant in the body and I will always have a risk of going out of remission, I figured I'd beat her to the Pearly Gates.
So didn't happen.
God isn't ready for me yet and He may never be.
especially if I bring all my BELIEVE quotes and items with me...
So although I know I have only experienced Easter without her and managed to get through that, my birthday is coming up. She without FAIL was the first person to call me on my birthday. And I'm steeling myself that this isn't going to happen this year.
Nor will we go to the town parade Memorial Day weekend.
Or share her birthday.
Or Thanksgiving.
Or Christmas.
Or sending Michael off to deployment and receiving him home in July 2014.
Which begs the picture
This is Michael and Kathy a few minutes before we had to leave him to go home while he headed to Washington State to mobe up and deploy to the Sinai Pennisula from there.
There won't be any of these pictures at Ft. Benning, GA on 28 June.
Who knew that such a sunny, beautiful Patriots Day in Boston, home of the Boston Marathon, could turn into such a nightmare?
We happened to be watching MSNBC, because that's how we roll, we're news freaks, when the first reports came in. My first thoughts were, "Not again!"
Like, Columbine, like Oklahoma City, like 9-11, we were roboted to our TV.
My husband also has his eldest grandson who is attending Suffolk University in Boston to play baseball. He has ALWAYS been at the finish line of the Boston Marathon as long as he was able to go.
We didn't know if/how he was involved but we prayed for him as fervently as we did the others there. We were notified by email from his aunt that Christopher was called to a mandatory baseball practice the afternoon of the Marathon and was not able to be at the finish line.
Everything was closed in Boston for Patriots Day but apparently baseball practice.
Thank God.
He was training near there and saw the throng of people rushing toward him and saw the mass of ambulances heading to the finish line. He lives 5 minutes from there.
We are grateful for his well being.
A cherished friend of our family was there with her family and kids cheering on her sister who was running in the Marathon. What a horrible time they had reuniting, but the entire family was safe, but never the same after that experience.
And then came this:
And then we discovered the tragedy that had befallen this small town in Texas.
I hope they knew that our hearts supported their tragedy as much as the one in Boston and we will always have a piece of our hearts dedicated to both of them.
Because I believe that both of these tragedies will be overcome by the strong citizens of these towns and the overwhelming support of our nation.
Please support these cities however you can by your good thoughts, your prayers and supporting their needs.
And thank you for the support you have given me since the tragic loss of my best friend, Kathy.
Every hour and every day is a winding road of emotions all over the place. I have experienced the first Easter without her and about to not experience the first Memorial Day weekend without her.
I.just.cannot.
I have to garner my emotions and stay strong for 28 June when Michael deploys to Saudi Arabia for a year as an aide de camp to a Brigadier General who is stationed at the Embassy in Saudi Arabia.
I simply have to believe he will be safe and come back to us.
Just like I have to believe that Kelli will regain insurance to pay for her MS meds that hopefully will get these MS flairs under control.
Just like I have to believe that there is a life out there outside of the world of pseudotumor cerebri for Kiereney and she will find her place in this world.
Just like I have to believe that the best days are in front of me where Roger and I will be getting 24 hours out of each and every day and living life to the fullest extent because no minute is a given.
Just like I have to believe that the phenomenal friends I have met in FB and on Blogger will become more real when I get to meet them this year. God is making my travel plans and I'm just waiting for Him to announce the when, where, who, why and how, and I BELIEVE that will happen.
Don't stop believing...you haven't let me stop and I won't let you stop.
Happy Belated 4th Birthday to my Colin on 19 April. You complete me, sweet Chihuahua.
I'm a 60 y/o Missouri-born, Illinois-bred married mom of 3(37, 29 and 28), 1 of which(the 29 y/o son) was commissioned as a 2nd Lieutenant in the United States Army on 10 May 2008 and promoted to 1st Lieutenant in March 2010 and currently deployed to the Sinai Pennisula and returned in May 2011(which is where the Strong came in for my blog name-Army Strong)and now leaving at the end of June 2013 for an 18 month deployment as an aide de camp to a Colonel at the Embassy. He has made the rank of Captain. I love dachshunds, chihuahuas, orange cats, rainbows, quotes, music-total eclectic, and life in general. My blog friends make my life the joy it is. Also a thyroid cancer survivor of NINE years and hopefully counting. God is my pilot and my word for living is BELIEVE
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Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass.
It's about learning to dance in the rain.
You never know when you're making a memory. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am unwritten, can't read my mind. I'm undefined. I'm just beginning, the pen's in my hand, ending unplanned. Staring at the blank page before you- Open up the dirty window- Let the sun illuminate the words that you could not find. Reaching for something in the distance- So close you can almost taste it. Release your inhibitions, feel the rain on your skin. No one else can feel it for you. Only you can let it in. No one else, no one else can speak the words on your lips. Drench yourself in words unspoken- Live your life with arms wide open. Today is, Today is, where your book begins The rest is still unwritten.--Natasha Bedingfield ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun?
And what is to cease breathing, but to free the breath from its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink from the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb.
And when the earth shall claim your limbs, then shall you truly dance.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Never allow someone to be your priority while allowing yourself to be their option. ~Author Unknown ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.-- Marianne Williamson ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Don't cry because it's over--smile because it happened. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We Are Virginia Tech ~Nikki Giovanni
We are Virginia Tech. We are sad today, and we will be sad for quite a while. We are not moving on, we are embracing our mourning.
We are Virginia Tech. We are strong enough to stand tall tearlessly, we are brave enough to bend to cry, and we are sad enough to know that we must laugh again.
We are Virginia Tech. We do not understand this tragedy. We know we did nothing to deserve it, but neither does a child in Africa dying of AIDS, neither do the invisible children walking the night away to avoid being captured by the rogue army, neither does the baby elephant watching his community being devastated for ivory, neither does the Mexican child looking for fresh water, neither does the Appalachian infant killed in the middle of the night in his crib in the home his father built with his own hands, being run over by a boulder because the land was destabilized. No one deserves a tragedy.
We are Virginia Tech. The Hokie Nation embraces our own and reaches out with open hearts and hands to those who offer their hearts and minds. We are strong, and brave, and innocent, and unafraid. We are better than we think and not quite what we want to be. We are alive to the imaginations and the possibilities. We will continue to invent the future through our blood and tears and through all our sadness.
We are the Hokies. We will prevail. We will prevail. We will prevail. We are Virginia Tech ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Today we are all Hokies."
4/16/07 God bless Virginia Tech, Hokie Nation and the families and friends who were changed by the senseless act of violence on that day. May the peace that passes all understanding be yours one day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant, they too have their story. Avoid loud and agressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself to others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the the world is full of trickery. But let not this blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore, be at peace with God, whatever you conceive him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all it's sham drudgery and broken dreams; it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Recently I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, "I love you, and I wish you enough." The daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom." They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?" "Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking,but why is this a forever good-bye?". "I am old, and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the reality is - the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said. "When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I wish you enough.' May I ask what that means?" She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more. "When we said, 'I wish you enough,' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them." Then turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear. I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more. I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting. I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger. I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting. I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess. I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person,an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them; but then an entire life to forget them.
To all my friends and loved ones, I WISH YOU ENOUGH. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I walk down the street. There is a hole.I don't see it. I fall in. It isn't my fault. It takes a very long time to get out.
I walk down the same street. There is still a deep hole. I pretend not to see it. I fall in. I pretend it's still not my fault. It takes a long time to get out.
I walk down the same street. There is still the same deep hole. I see it. I fall in anyway. It's a habit. I get out quicker this time.
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole. I see it. I walk around it. I don't fall in.
I walk down a different street.
Portia Nelson ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
May you be blessed with as much good as your heart can hold. May you always find a way to recognize what is important and holy in a life which can sometimes be painful. Life is a classroom and we are both the students and the teachers. May you find ways in which to learn from all of the experiences of your days, and may you sometimes stop to contemplate who your teachers are and who your students might be. Distinguish what is real, and hold fast to it. Balance.
Deb at Four Angels Mama-a very wise woman indeed. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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The Dash
I read of a man who stood to speak at the funeral of a friend...
He referred to the dates on her tombstone from the beginning to the end.
He noted that fist came the date of her birth and spoke of the following date with tears...
but he said that what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all the time that she spent alive on earth...
and now only those who loved her know what that little line was worth.
For it matters not how much we own the cars... the house... the cash...
what matters is how we live and love and how we spent our dash.
So think about this long and hard are there things you'd like to change?
For you never know how much time is left that can still be rearranged.
If we could just slow down long enough to consider what's true and real...
and always try to understand the way other people feel.
And be less quick to anger and show appreciation more...
love the people in our lives like we've never loved before.
If we treat each other with respect and more often wear a smile...
remembering that this special dash might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is being read with your life's actions to rehash...
would you be proud of the things they say about how you spent your dash?