I’ve been feeling bogged down with all the negativity, divisiveness, and seeming hopelessness of what’s going on in our country. I felt like I needed an attitude adjustment and a reminder that I am in control of what I choose to look at and how I choose to interpret what I see. Maybe some of you do too.


I just finished reading Michelle Obama’s book Becoming. I highly recommend it. Gave me a real sense of who both she and her husband are as people, not political figures.

The following statement of hers resonated deeply with me: “Meeting Nelson Mandela gave me the perspective I needed…that real change happens slowly, not just over months and years but over decades and lifetimes.”

To each individual who follows this blog, I wish you a Happy and Blessed Easter.

Thank you for following me.


Tree is up and decorated. House is decorated inside and out.

It’s Beginning to look a lot like Christmas” by Johnny Mathis (Lyrics)

To each person who follows this blog – I wish you & yours a happy and blessed Thanksgiving.

Well, we are all moved out of our house. It took a full week! We needed 3 PODS! (This was AFTER getting rid of A LOT of stuff). One POD would be delivered, packed the next day, picked up the day after that. Then another one would be delivered the following  day, packed the day after that …  It was EXHAUSTING!  We are now living with very generous family members until our townhouse is ready in mid-June.

Downsizing is definitely difficult and stressful, however, I have no doubt it will be worth it in the end.

My baby had a baby. My daughter had a daughter.

For the last few weeks, as I’ve been awaiting the birth of my first grandchild, I’ve been packing up many of our belongings, donating other belongings to Good Will, and finding new homes for much of our furniture. My husband and I are moving out of the house in which we raised our children, and moving into one in which we hope to live out our golden years.

The irony, or significance, of these two events occurring simultaneously has not escaped me. What continues to rumble around in my mind is the Circle of Life song from The Lion King, one of my favorite Disney movies when my children were young, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GibiNy4d4gc) as well as the first two verses of the third chapter of the biblical book of Ecclesiastes (“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.”)

As I was walking across the hospital parking lot the day I was going to meet my granddaughter, it struck me that the last few times I was in hospitals it was because I was saying goodbye to someone whose life was ending. This time I was about to say hello to someone whose life was beginning. As I held and rocked my granddaughter for the first time I felt an incredible sense of peace. I could have sat in that rocking chair with her indefinitely.

The circle of life. It keeps rolling on with a momentum of its own in spite of who is president, what the stock market is doing, where there is civil unrest or war, or who won the Super Bowl or an Academy Award. The circle of life. People are born, they grow up, they live, they die. It’s beautiful and it has a life and a momentum all its own.

Louis Armstrong – What A Wonderful World [HQ]



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