FOREVER YOUNG- acknowledging all the good kids in the world

Had the writing force Christmas Party last night, and it went well, considering it we only had the room for two hours, and it went by fast.. but everyone had  a good time, and this is the last year I'll be with my teens since they are all graduating and going off to college.  I will miss them so much, but as life goes on, and they will do great things, because these kids are the future, and there are some really great kids in this world..


So I want to acknowledge all the good kids in this world, who are trying to make a difference... We dwell too much on the bad teens, the bad kids, and the good ones get lost along the wayside..

And with that I will say Happy Holidays to everyone who reads my blog, and may the New Year be a good one for all..

Hopefully I will share some great stories with you in the New Year........and I hope you tune in.. My blog might not be like Julia Julia, but that's okay, I write this blog because I enjoy it, and will continue to do so, even if I have one reader.. and if I can make one person smile or make one person's day, then I've accomplished a lot.

Until next year

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FOREVER YOUNG- thank you for letting me share my thoughts

My heart and prayers go out to the 26 adults and children that were killed in Newtown, Conn. Elementary School.

If anything is to be learned from this horrible and tragic situation, I hope it's a better understanding, and compassion for human life.......and how precious it is,,,,,and how quickly it can be taken away..

Now my opinions, on how I feel about....

GUN CONTROL.... honestly if someone wanted to get hold of a gun, they will always find a way, and unfortunately hurt others or themselves along the way. Yet I feel we need to put more restrictions... and that is better background checks for all types of guns purchased.. regardless what they are being used for.

TECHNOLOGY....

Sometimes without realizing it, we go through life  moving from one situation to another, without feeling or thinking... We seem to be motivated by machines, and interaction with people on a social level has truly lost it's way and charm.  People just don't know how to communicate with one another.... with e-mails and text messaging, who needs to talk.....so maybe it's time to put away the computers, phones, video games etc. for a short time, and spend more time with family.. get to know them, again, understand them, and tell them you are interested in their lives, and you are always there for them, if they need someone to talk to..

MENTAL ILLNESS...

Not all people with this disease are dangerous and so many people have achieved success and living the best way they can..  So should we undo everything that the medical industry has achieved so far. S..SO  PLEASE  don't label mental illness as dangerous, WE'VE COME SO FAR, LET'S NOT GO BACKWARD, INSTEAD LET'S GET MORE INFORMATION OUT THERE SO THE PUBLIC IS MORE AWARE,.. EDUCATION IS THE BEST MEDICINE..

I believe many doctors still don't understand mental illness, they only know how to treat it with medication, therefore, they are taking care of the physical aspect, the brain.... and that in itself is a miracle, because many many years ago people with mental illness were locked away like animals,,  becoming prisoners of this misunderstood disease, and the only harm these people did, was being sick... they just needed someone to care, and see that they needed medicine, like anyone else with an illness...

FAITH AND PRAYERS

Last but not Least...... I hope faith and prayers will be  brought back into everyone's lives.... This I believe, helps you get through many obstacles in life...  regardless of your denomination.......

And if anyone doesn't believe in God, then believe in yourself as a good human being... caring about others.... and respecting others beliefs....no one should be force their beliefs on others, because it is truly an individual decision on how they want to live their life...and it's what makes them happy...

Thank you for letting me vent and share my opinions and thoughts with you today.


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FOREVER YOUNG/The Day at The Vet

As some of you might know, I have two dogs a Westie and a Westie Poo..

Ralph is  5years old and Clyde is 3 years old.

My dog Clyde was not feeling good. He wouldn't eat anything, and was having problems well, we won't say, and that's when we knew it was time to take him to the vet.. Only problem, the last two vets I took him to, I didn't like, so we had to search for another one.  And yes we did find one.

So off to the vet my husband and Clyde went.... and of course I waited at home since I'm the biggest coward when it comes to doctors, any doctors...well that's just me, but it doesn't mean I don't like them, it's just that I want to stay as far away from them as I can..  Now you can just imagine how I was, when I took my kids to the doctors.

Well  back to the story... I didn't have to wait long.

My husband said Clyde had a slight fever, and the Vet gave him some pills to take, '1/2 tablet in the morning and at 1/2 at night, for five days... And  wouldn't you know, after the second day, he was starting to act like  Clyde once again... but that's not the end of my story.

While my husband was at the vet with Clyde, he made an appointment for our other dog Ralph.  Only when the vet asked my husband what our other dog's name was, he said  with a straight face LUMPLARD.. well needless to say the vet almost fell off his chair laughing. .

Of course. I  was the one who nicknamed him that, since he started putting on a lot of weight, which I know the vet will say something about that,  but what can I say, Ralph, Lumplard,  Ralph, loves to EAT..

Now after this hysterical episode was over, the girl at the front desk asked my husband, when would he like to make an appointment for our other dog, and then asked for his  name, and again with a straight face my husband said, L U M P  L A R D.

The girl didn't know how to respond, then said, oh, it's spelled like lumplard... because honestly, I never heard of such a name, and started  cracking up....poor Ralph..

So now imagine this.  When my husband brings Ralph to the vets this week, and he's in the examination room, and the vet walks in and says, " Hi Lumplard how are you today?" Could you keep a straight face.. I don't think so.., and  how do you think my dog will react... you guessed it, he'll just look at him with this perplexed look on his face, and wonder why he's calling him LumpLard,  when his name is Ralph, and probably think the vet is somewhat confused..

Well I guess the vet will get the hint, when Lumplard doesn't respond, or give him a kiss... and then we'll all be in a fix..lol.

So for me this soon to be visit with the vet, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG-HAPPY THANKSGIIVNG

It's been sometime since I wrote on my blog, but I wanted to wish everyone, who reads my blog a very Happy Thanksgiving.


It's a day to be thankful for all that you have.

And this will also be my first Thanksgiving without my mom. Her birthday is the day after.. and then there will be the first Christmas without her..

Yet I know she is in a better place, where she is not suffering. She will be celebrating all these special days with the Lord, and all her loved ones that have passed before her.

So even this is a short entry, I didn't want to forget anyone, on this special upcoming Holiday.  The beginning of many..

Therefore,  THANKSGIVING will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOIUNG/my bird carlo

Today, I lost my bird Carlo.. He lived a good full life, (over ten years old)   And I never got to say goodbye, or to talk to him this morning....  and for that I will always be sad.. It was when I went to feed him and Lola, that I saw him lying on the bottom of the cage... I really don't want to write how I re-acted, but the pain is still in my heart.

When my husband brought him home, (a rescue bird( At first I didn't want him, because at that time I had five dogs. (poodles), and didn't need another animal to take care of, but like anything else, I grew to love him.   And he became a part of our family.

I guess, I just wanted him like my five poodles (who have all died and went to animal heaven),  to live forever, just like everyone else that I love and care for.. But we all have a shelf time, and it's how we live in that time, and love in that time that is so important...

Carlo might have only been a bird, but he had personality, he made me laugh, he sang every morning, and always greeted me, and I in turn would greet him..

Now Lola is lonely, and I think she will need some company, because I don't want her to be alone. So  soon, I will get her another companion, that will help ease her pain... ... never replacing Carlo  but just giving another a home,  to be loved and nurtured..

So for me my lovely and handsome bird Carlo, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/it's October

Well it's the middle of the week, Wednesday, and I can't believe how time is  passing by.. but not only that the weather is humid, and I mean, humid..  I'm trying not to put on my air condition... don't laugh, but it's OCTOBER and I'm thinking about turning on the air...

But I'm not., so I 'll just suffer through it, because who needs another high Electric Bill.  And I'm sure before long, I'll be talking about the cold and the long winter, yet where I live, the winters are not too bad, so I probably won't complain too much.

And if you've been reading my blog, you know that I've been having a tough few months, since my mom passed away., and that's why I haven't been posting too much on my blog... but soon  I hope to share more of my life , not that it's so exciting mine  but hopefully it will be interesting.... okay maybe not that either, but at least I'll begin writing again........

To all my loyal readers, my wish for you is to stay FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG, re-writing, oh no

Unfortunately I  had a great blog to enter, but I accidently deleted it..   and since my sense of humor evaporated, I will just share this little epic of my day.

My day started out as a day of procrastination, meaning I didn't really do anything constructive... but then as the day progressed, I decided to reach into my pile of short stories... bad mistake...

And when I began reading some of them, I knew why, I didn't want to face this dilemma....

So starting tomorrow, I will definitely be doing a lot of editing and  re-writing or just throwing away., some of my stories and start all over again.......

And once I' m finished, not all mine you, but maybe one or two, I'll put it aside for a few days, weeks or maybe a month, them re-read, re-edit if I have to, then let it go, just like I did with my children, who are now all grown up.. and on their own..

So I will say goodbye, until later.. for this day will always be or not be

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my birthday

It really stinks when your birthday is during the week.. this means you have to wait until the weekend to celebrate your special day, only that won't be the day that is special.

This happens to many, I'm sure..

And let me just say this.. Birthdays should always be the one day out of 365 days, that you get to have for yourself..

Well that's  not exactly true, because if you're a twin like I am, then you're always celebrating the same day.. even though you might  not celebrate it together...

And when you're a twin, who calls first...or should you alternate each year, or just not call at all.....

some day I will share with you some stories about being a twin, and being the mother of identical twin boys who are all grown up now..

but until then, because I'm really tired, and it's only 7:30pm, so I must be getting old.. that year really makes a difference..lol.

FOREVER YOUNG

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FOREVER YOUNG/after all it is Monday

Well Monday came and it's almost disappearing... I really don't like Mondays, because if anything could happen it happens then or on a Friday, take your pick.. But today was not a bad day.. So that's pretty good for me.

I finished a poem, and working on another to send out... this is a beginning.. because the next project will be my script and will send that out in the next week or two... better then sitting in a drawer somewhere.

And after that, we shall see.. and when I'm ninety-nine, maybe I'll get to walk down the red carpet..lol.

Well look at grandma moses...... she became a painter at the age of ?  do you remember...

so this is a short blog, because I really don't have much to say today, after all it is Monday.

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/words and art, are ageless

Good morning my fellow blog followers, and for first timers, please check out my other entries on my blog. Let me know what you think. or if you want to write something, go ahead, enjoy. Would love to read what you have to say.

Well my projects have begun.  I've started to work on a poem, yes it's been a while, but I wanted to go back to my roots, from the day I discovered that I wanted to write. And writing poetry was my first introduction to this world, and it took me on a journey. First to college where I  took classes, and was able to learn the craft of creative writing, and had a great professor, who believed what you write comes from your  heart, and feelings, therefore can not be graded, because after all how can you grade someone's feelings.

And from there, I had to audition for a performing poetry group, where they took their original poetry and performed at schools, fairs, churches, etc. And I was accepted, and became a performing poet.  From there I went on to write some newspaper articles for our local paper, the first one was about twins, which I knew something of, since I was blessed with identical twin boys.

Frankly  I never planned on being well-known, and it wasn't on the top of my list to make money from what I did, it was because I have a love and passion to do something, without feeling pressured about the latter.

Even now, I feel the same way.. and yes I'm human, and would like to get recognition for my work, and of course reap the monetary reward, but that should never be the priority.. because true artists, from centuries ago, were not rich.. they struggled for survival everyday, and yet they became famous not while they were alive, but when they died... I've often wonder why is this so... but this just proves they wrote for the love of writing.. and for those artists who painted as well.

Love for something you do, doesn't always have to be about what you receive,  but what you give to others.

So for me, I will continue my journey of writing, because it's timeless, and ageless... I believe it's the one area of art, that the number of years you are,  has nothing to do with what you feel inside.. and all ages  from the very young, to the very old have something wonderful and beautiful to say with words, or in a picture...and for that we should all be grateful.......

Therefore, for me what you do with words/art, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG.. meeting with my writing groups

Met with my writing groups this week, and hoping this will be a promising year, and  that my members will publish some of their stories, or enjoy the journey of just writing, for the love of the written word.

We are not a literary writing group, but cater to the mainstream, which entails many genres....for ex.
fantasy, sci-fi, poetry, non-fiction and screenwriting..  maybe a memoir or two..

So with that, I just wanted to let you know.. and if you ever get a chance, please visit our website,

www.thewritingforce.com  and enjoy.... while your there, you can also check my bio..

thank you.

And please stay FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG- a funny story from the internet

The other day I read on the internet, that this Asian woman was on a trip, I believe to Iceland.  She decided to leave the bus and change her clothes, just to freshen up a bit... but never told anyone she was leaving the group  So when the bus was ready to leave, they realized she was missing, and  the bus driver called the authorities to help search for her... 

Therefore, the search begins....

Now while everyone was given a description of this woman,  the woman in question comes out of the ladies room, and joins in the search, but after awhile, she realizes the person they were searching for, was her. No one knew she had changed clothes, and she never realized, that they were describing her other clothes,,,,,, did I laugh.... how funny is this..  

So now this woman had to tell the authorities,  it was her they were looking for. she was the missing person...  how embarrassing was that...... 

Just thought this was a funny story to share, hope you enjoyed it.

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the summer ends

Well it's Labor Day and it ends with rain, pouring rain.  I hope it clears out soon, because we've had enough water to last us until the end of winter.  I wonder if this is an indication, that we will have a lot  of snow this year. Oh I hope not.... I've seen and been in enough snow, to last lifetime.

Oh well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see.

So for those who have the blues because summer is ending, cheer up, the winter will fly by, and before you know it, the beach days will be here once again..

I will be starting my writers group this week, and it  will be my last one with the teen group.

 Like my other teens before, who have now finished their first year of college,  oh my.. The teen group I have now will be seniors this year.   I just can't believe that.  And after six years, it's time to let go....

But my adult group, which  looks pretty promising this year,  will continue on.  And I'm hoping to do a lot of author related seminars this year, as well as having guest author's come and do a workshop with them.

Pretty big plans, so I hope it all works out. But if it doesn't, I'm sure something will happen..

Well I guess that's it for now... stay tune,  because you'll never know what I'll write about next.

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ I just have these weird dreams

Again with the dreams...... It starts out like this.  Just so you know, I'm sane and  I'm not strange..... But for some reason, I just have these weird dreams, that I cannot explain.... but then again who wants to.

I'm sitting in the car in some kind of lot, with my husband.  He then gets out of the car, and tells me, he'll be right back.... then disappears...

Then all of a sudden,  I see two guys walking around the lot... I immediately locked my door, and slouched down  in my seat, so they couldn't see me.

Now I'm watching  these two guys and naturally,  I knew, they were up to no good, when suddenly I see one of the guys take out a knife, and then stab himself in the knee. Why I don't know.  So now he's limping around like an idiot.... this is pretty funny...... who would do something like that ?  And the other guy could care less, he just keeps his distance...

but like my husband, they too disappear from my dream..

Then, now don't laugh, okay you can laugh,  Monk and his assistant appeared.  Now why would I dream of Monk. I have no idea. And for those who don't know who he is, he's a man with an obsessive/compulsive disorder, but he's also a consultant for the police department, who helps them solve difficult cases, and yes Monk is a TV program, that has run its course, but is still shown of tv through (re-runs)

And somehow, I actively got involved with him. Because the next thing I knew, I was trying to help  Monk's  assistant get him into a car, but he wouldn't budge because, he sees something on the seat, and can't bring himself to sit down. So the assistant and are grabbing and pulling at him, until we somehow managed to get him into the car, and wouldn't you know it, that's when I woke up.

What a weird, strange and funny dream, but a dream it was...

Therefore for me, dreams will always be very much a part of my life.

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ I will build on my positives

The week has begun and with it, I've taken out my writing tools, which consist of a pen and paper and of course my trusty computer. And I will begin my journey upward. to accomplish something that hopefully will  resemble a poem. or an essay or the almighty script of all scripts.....

Or am I just kidding myself... I hope not...but then again, I've been known to procrastinate.... I start out with good intentions only to find one thing or another to distract me from accomplishing my goals.  Does this sound familiar?    Now I'm not saying I don't get anything done, but most of the time I spend thinking about what I'm going to do, then actually doing it.

It's like buying a membership at a gym.  You're anxious to begin, and you can't wait to work out, or take those step classes... but after the initial excitement wears off, you hesitate to get up in the morning, or go to the gym after work, because you're too tired to exercise. And then you'll say, I'll go to the gym tomorrow... but when tomorrow comes, the same excuses........

But  never fear, there is a light at the end of the tunnel, because once you make up your mind to do something, oh how much better you'll feel, am I right? Yes I am, because the outcome will  be your just reward.

So now you can move forward, and never look back,, that is, unless you can pull something from your past, and use it  in a positive way to help you with your goals today..

I certainly will give it my all.. and even at my age, there's always something big or small to achieve.... And I won't let  my old habits interfere, and if they do,  I will give myself a good talking to, and begin the process all over again, and again, until I get the job done.

So for me, I will build on my positives, because they will always be

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/not so, or maybe so, the typical Sat.

Today is Saturday, and the weather is unpredictable.  sometimes you think it's going to rain, and then a few drops come down from the cloudy sky, and the next minute the sun is shining.  It's been a strange sort of day.... but not unusual, for there have been plenty of days just like this one.

Now what do you do, on a day like today.... Absolutely nothing.... then again nothing is making the clock tick by too slow, and the need to be productive is nagging at my conscious mind, although the subconscious mind apparently is not listening....

So what did I do today on this unproductive day..  Well, I took three rides in my car, twice to nowhere in particular, and one to the grocery store where I bought the ingredients for taco's, which I decided not to make, well not until this week.  Then I stopped at Tuesdays' and bought a welcome mat for my front porch, only summer is almost over and there really isn't anyone to welcome to my house.... although one never knows who will pop in....

And that was the extent of my long boring day, and now I'm just playing games on my computer, and reading the news, and watching psyche on tv....   but what I really should be doing is writing my script or my poem, or my essay, or my short story, just take your pick... but that too I've put on hold.

 I also did a lot of crying ... miss my mom... it's been two months since I lost her, but I'm sure she's pretty busy wherever she is, probably telling everyone what to do...or getting the party going,  if you knew my mom, you know she could do that....

Well that's about it for my Saturday, it's almost 6:00 pm and we're getting ready to eat some chinese food. Got out of cooking ..... I only waited thirty-nine years to have a reason not to cook.... in fact  it's getting cheaper to go out to eat, or to order food, then it is to go food shopping..

So yes Saturday is moving slowly, but soon it will be over and I will always be

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/Erma Bombeck, the humorist

Sometimes I wish, I had Erma Bombeck's sense of humor.  She could take any situation and make you laugh. What a true gift for someone to have. To turn any situation into laughter.

She was a very funny lady, no longer with us in this world, but surely missed.

Erma Bombeck was a humorist, who achieved popularity for her newspaper columns that addressed life in the suburbs from the mid 60's to late 90's.

she wrote over 4,000 newspaper columns chronicling the midwestern suburban housewife. And had over 30 million readers.

She also published 15 books that were best sellers.

Erma Bombeck died at the tender age of 69  (1927-1996) from kidney complications.  In a way so young, because I'm sure if she had lived, she would have found an abundance of humorous material to write about today..

And I know there are many female comedians that are great and many humorists as well, but nothing I believe compares to Erma Bombeck with her broad and sometime eloquent mannerism.

Here I leave you with one of Erma's quotes.  "

There is a thin line that separates laughter and pain, comedy ad tragedy, humor and hurt."

So for me Erma Bombeck's sense of humor will always remain FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/vacation, short but sweet

Well my husband and I, finally took a much needed three day vacation, not a long time, but worth getting away. At least I didn't have to think about anything or anyone... doesn't everyone need that.. It only took seven years... better late then never... In fact it was so long ago, I actually thought it was ten years ago... What is that saying.. um you're right.....

The only negative I can say about this trip to Connecticut, is that most of the people were not as friendly as I remembered. I mean many didn't know how to smile, and manners were surely lacking..  In fact, it seemed like they were going through the motions of being human, because most motions seemed to be robotic, But still,  we did meet some nice people, so all was not lost.  So I will give that state another chance... because the scenery is beautiful, and the place we stayed was very homey and comfortable....

Now as far as any incidents that occurred.  The only accident I had was spilling a glass of wine on my pants, and that's about it.... that in fact was amazing because usually I manage to get myself in many ridiculous situations. just ask my husband.. he surely can tell you some outrageous stories about my clumsiness away from home.. and I believe I did share some stories in my blog..(.if you want to go back in my archives, please feel free to do so.. in fact, would love you to read my blog)....  

Oh well, that's what makes life exciting... at least we always laughed afterwards.. which should be more often.. nod you're head if you agree..

So therefore for me, vacations no matter how short or long will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ positive state of mind

Over the weekend I read a book called "Your Infinite Power to Be Rich" by Joseph Murphy, Ph,D, D.D.,  and now started  reading his other book "Putting The Power Of Your Subconscious Mind to Work."

So therefore, Positive Energy brings Positive Things into your life, and this just might be the cure all for everything.  A simple ingredient, but very hard to learn, because it's re-programing your brain and body to think and act in another way and manner, which could be foreign territory for most, because let's face it, being human, and with many situations that occur in one's life, this tends to make you think in a negative way.

And I know, I will have to work hard to re-program myself, because when you're much older, it's twice okay three times as difficult to think or act in another way.  But I will  definitely give it my all, and look forward to the end result, and not get frustrated or discouraged if it doesn't happen right away, because like all good things in life, it takes time, dilegence and perseverance.

Positive Energy and Positive Thinking will always be FOREVER YOUNG



Stay tune, one never knows what one will find, or do, especially in my life..

FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG

It's been over a month since my mom passed away... And yet I don't believe it, or I just don't want to believe it.

I want to pick up the phone and hear her voice one last time, Listening her tell me, not to worry, take care of yourself.  

I want to confide in  her about how I feel, and ask her what I should do next, or at least get her advice, whether I agree with it or not.... 

And it doesn't matter how old you are, when you loose your mother, it's like loosing a part of your heart, your being, because she is the one who brought you into this world, and therefore is your lifeline in many ways.

Mother's and daughters definitely have their disagreements, and yes many stray away from their roots, some not even talking to their mothers, or don't really have a relationship with them, sad but true. I on the other hand did, even though we fought like cats and dogs, well we really didn't, most of the time we got along perfectly. We were there for each other, and I was her sounding block just like she was mine. 

My daughter and I have the same relationship, We are very close, and for that I am thankful. I'm also close to my sons as well.  They are always there for me.

But my mother was living near me, and we would talk everyday, and hang out almost every Monday night while my husband played pool on the league. Now that has been taking away, and I'm lost.

I know in time the hurt will be less painful, and there will only remain a dull ache, because my mom and all the memories we shared and had, will live on forever.

FOREVER YOUNG

 

FOREVER YOUNG/a script is a brewing...

Well it's time for the writing to begin. I've been going through all my piles of paper and have decided to get rid of some stories that have absolutely no hope of becoming the next Gone With The Wind... but to my surprise, I found many stories that still have some great potential, even if I wrote them years and years ago....so I will try to give it my best shot.

If anything, I want to finish and polish these stories for myself.   It's the best goal to have....

And I know somewhere in  the back of my brain there is a script a brewing, with a promise of becoming something big,  well, hopefully. What it is, I don't know, because it's still vague, but I know sooner or later it will present itself to me, and then I will move full speed ahead.....

So until then, I will remain FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/nature

This morning the sun is shining bright, the birds are flying high in the blue sky, and the trees are in full bloom, looking like a beautiful picture before me. So I want to breathe in this scene before me, because in life with all it's coming and going's, and its many ups and downs, I sometimes forget to appreciate nature and all its glory.

And hopefully tomorrow, I will share this poem I wrote called, The Simple Pleasures in Life,

But for now, I just wanted to express my appreciation for what God has provided.

So for me Nature will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ a poem for my mom

                  

                                                        SHE APPEARED IN MY DREAM



                               The other night, she appeared in my dream
                               looking so happy
                               and whispered, "I'm okay"

                               But I didn't want to let  go
                               because she called me
                               every morning, every afternoon
                               her voice soothing
                               well sometimes not

                               Because like any relationship
                               between mother and daughter
                               we had our disagreements
                               our many ups and downs

                               Yet we always ended our conversation
                               with love in our heart, and of course
                               with some of her worldly advice

                                And hence, as the days slip by
                                I still find myself waiting
                                for her call, to hear her voice
                                once again
 
                                But I know she is somewhere up above
                                listening to me, and letting me know
                                that her spirit will always live on
                                inside of me

I wrote this poem for you mom, and I know if I read this to her, she would say, that's really nice, you are so good with words.  Whether I was or not, mom always complimented me on my writing, and I'll always treasured the times,I shared my words with her.

So mom you will always be FOREVER YOUNG
                            

FOREVER YOUNG/ mom's greatest gift of all

The last few weeks I've been gathering all my mom's insurance policies, and sending out the necessary forms, and finally the last one was sent out.

My mom had everything in order.  

And this the greatest gift of all... she made it so much easier for me, to take care of her last requests.. She was always organized and detailed.... for I'm the same way, and when my time comes, I will do exactly as she did, so my children won't have to do a thing, because it will already be written down.

Now I will take myself away from this blog, and maybe in a few days or weeks, I'll write something great.... and there is a poem I want to share with you, maybe tomorrow or the next day... It was written about my mom and I think all who read my blog will relate to it, regardless if you are a man or woman, it fits everyone, or at least I hope it does.... then maybe I could be wrong, but I hope you'll like it anyway.

until next time FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/ my dreams and my reality

They say time heals all wounds, and I know this to be true to some point. Because in life, there are many things that happen which will bring up memories, some good, and some bad.

So it's with this, my memories this morning are mixed.  I dreamt of my mom, and she didn't look well, yet she did, if this makes sense.  She was smoking, which she shouldn't be, and had quit the last six months of her life, not because she wanted to, but because her body didn't want it any longer.

She also smelled my glass of wine, but didn't drink from the glass... the meaning I don't know.

It was a strange dream, and it woke me up. But there are many nights  I wake up around 3:30am sometimes from a dream, sometimes not,  and then I can't go back to sleep, and when I do, dreams just come to me....

I do dream a lot,  and I do remember most of them, or at least the last half of them,and therefore, and maybe one day I will write a book based on my dreams, ... that I can only tell...  I guess I have such a vivid mind, and the brain waves just don't end when I close my eyes.,

I also have the funniest things happen to me, in my dreams.   Good thing many of my dreams, don't happen to me in real life, or you would think that I was some kind of crazy person.. which I can assure you, I'm not.

But I have to say, I like dreaming and maybe I'm the lucky one, and can live through them, going on those many journeys, because in real life, I 'm such a realist and don't know how to use my imagination, and as a writer, that's not good.

We all need to have fantasies. I believe it helps us cope with everyday life.  It gets us through the tough times. I just need to do  more of this and then maybe the greatest story will emerge, and finally I would have accomplished what I set out to do, and leave behind my legacy, like many authors before me. For ex.. John Steinbeck just to name one... but of course there are so many more...

Okay that's enough of me babbling about my dreams and my reality, but I hope they will always be

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/stories,memories

Okay,  I've decided to put myself in gear, and get ready to fight the fight of writing once again. I don't know what it will be, but I assure you, they will be  good stories/memories, well maybe not.lol..

Like the time when I was six years old, and my mother turned me upside down,  in the middle of the block, while walking home, because I accidently ate a penny that lodged in my throat. And of course I was choking.  She saved my life. that's what mother's do.... protecting their child...

And of course after this terrible episode, and years and years after, I cannot swallow a single pill.  Well that's not exactly true, I can take an aspirin etc..as long as it's very tiny.... but that's about all.  I only have to look at a pill, and my throat begins to tighten up, restricting me from swallowing it.

So needless to say, I either have to crush the pills, or take liquid.. ugh.... but that's the way it is..

Yes there are many stories/memories to tell. Many good ones, many bad ones, and I'm sure all of you can relate to that. And I'm also sure many of you have stories/memories to tell as well. Probably they would make for one hell of a good book.  Don't you think?  After all we all have one great book inside of us, just have to write it.... right??

Therefore,  if you don't mind, every now and then, I will share some stories/memories with you.. it helps me to know that even though my mom is gone, she's still  in my heart .... and will of course never be forgotten....   She was a funny person, always making me laugh, and yes always making me crazy at the same time, and making me want to holler and fight, but that just fed our relationship, a close one at that....

Others who watched us, wouldn't believe that, but they didn't know us... and will never know how we truly loved one another... Just goes to show you, you can't judge a book by its cover.... it's an old saying, but true...

So now I leave you, and just remember that memories of a loved one, will always be,  FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/just rambling on... and on, and on.

It's been a trying week for me... Gathering all the things that need to be done.. finalizing my mother's wishes and making sure all is in place and tied up nicely..

I often wish, when I write my blog, that  I can come up with something witty on spontaneous, but unfortunately, that doesn't happen too often, for the mere fact that my mind is always thinking of the logistics and reality of a situation.. the make believe world doesn't exist for me, I wish it did.   I would love to fantasize. It would be great to live in a dream world, and walking in a dreamlike state of mind.

But it is not to be, because as I said before, I am a realist and live in the real world.

Although as a writer, I do need to go outside of the box, and explore other possibilities. I need my mind to open up the channels, and conjure up characters, making them come alive so I can tell their story...

I patiently await for this to happen, but for now, I need to hide from myself. My grief for my mom, too deep, too strong to ignore, yet I need to keep moving on.

Mom wouldn't want it any other way.  She believed in me and therefore, I must believe in myself.  Even though I'm older, there is still time for me to accomplish what I need, or have to too. A fulfillment within myself that needs to be quenched...

So forgive this rambling on, and maybe I'll ramble on some more.  It seems to suit me for the moment, and who know what can come of it, maybe a great story or two... therefore

Rambling on will always be FOREVERYOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my mom's strength lives on

As my blog followers know, I've written some stories about my mom, and wanted to let you know, that she passed away a few days ago.

My mom fought many battles and struggled all in her life to survive. Working many jobs to support myself and my brother and sister.   She could have given up many times, but didn't. She could have felt sorry for herself, but didn't. she just kept plugging away, doing the best she could under any given circumstances, regardless of the many obstacles that stood in her way. Because she always hoped for the best outcome....  

I was one of the fortunate ones, to see my mom live to the age of 88.  Not many have that opportunity, So I was truly blessed. I never knew my grandparents.... but my kids knew mom... what a gift I was given that she  lived so long to see my children grow up, as well as my brothers and sisters children.  She will be missed... so I celebrate my mom's life, that's how she would have wanted it.

Mom would say, stop crying, it gets me upset, so I will try not to, but as you all know, that can be an impossible request..... but as time moves forward, I know it will become less painful, and I will have the memories, which  are deeply embedded in my heart..

So mom, you will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/coffee, a dog treat and the missing toast

This morning my husband was up early, made coffee, and took the dogs out. A chore that I usually do every morning. So I stayed in bed a little longer, enjoying the reprieve I was given... not to mention trying to recapture the dreams, that I had last night, or was it early this morning, since I woke up about three or four times during the course of the night..  which makes for another blog altogether, because dreaming is what I do best..

So getting back to my story.... I was just about to close my eyes again, when suddenly the door opened and my dog Clyde jumps up on the bed. And of course following behind him, was my other dog Ralph, whom my husband had to lift up onto the bed, because he was too fat to jump.

My dogs were licking my face, making it impossible for me to go back to sleep, So I played with them for a little while, and that's when my husband brought me a cup of coffee. He sat it down on the bureau next to me, and at the same time handed me something to eat, only to realize it wasn't for me, it was  a dog treat, for the dogs.  Now who was confused..that my husband would actually mistake me for one of our dogs.  Was he dreaming, or um hoping.  So we laughed about it for a few minutes...  And that's when he told me what happened yesterday.

He had taken the margarine out of the refrigerator and placed it on the counter. He then put a couple of slices of bread in the toaster.

When the toast was finished, he buttered it. But when he went to get his toast, it wasn't there, only the margarine was still sitting on the counter. And yes he sometimes misplaces his coffee cup as well.. but that makes for another story.

So now he's looking all over for his toast, baffled about what happened.. so he went back into the kitchen, and noticed the margarine was still sitting on the counter. He opened the refrigerator to put the margarine on the shelf, only to discover that's where his toast was sitting all the time. Now who was the one dreaming...lol.

And that story for me will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/words can be powerful

The power of words.  Words can drastically change someone's life, for the good or the bad.

Everyday, someone's life is affected by words.

So how do you feel about words...

This is how I feel.

Words can build character. They give you strength, and challenge you. They can make you feel undefeated and powerful.  Words can make you happy and excited, given you that warm feeling inside. Words can make you feel whole.

But words can also make you feel weak and miserable. They can alienate you from others. making you feel lonely and sad. Words can destroy your dignity. They can make you feel rejected and non-existent.

Yes words can be powerful, because good or bad ones, can and will influence your life.

for ex...Newspapers,  Television,  Films.  Schools, Churches, and  Government ..  These industries, and their words affect mine, and your life, because they influence our decisions and opinions.

And on a personal level, Husbands, and Wives. Boyfriends and Girlfriends. Friends and Family.
Their words also affect mine, and your life, and have influence on our decisions and opinions.  but most importantly they have influence over our heart..

Yes words are powerful, and  have a way of making or breaking a person.

Therefore for me, words will always be influential, and  FOREVER YOUNG



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FOREVER YOUNG/fighting with the generic scotch tape

Okay, I don't know if this has ever happened to you, but this morning I had a fight with my generic scotch tape....

So here's the story... I went to the post office to mail my husband's registration fee for his truck. After I bought the stamp, I couldn't remember if he signed the card or not, so yes you guessed it,.. I carefully opened the envelope, and long and behold, it was signed. But then of course, I couldn't seal the envelope again, and the Post Office no longer gave you tape,  they used to, but not now...now you have to buy it from them.

And since I had to go to the store anyway, to buy some items, I would buy it there..

Only after I made my purchases and was already sitting in my car, I forgot to buy the tape.  So I went back to the store, purchased the tape and made my way back to the post office.

Now I'm sitting in my car, and opening the tape, but when I tried to break it from it's holder, it wouldn't budge. I tried everything, pulling it, twisting it,  and just short of biting it off, because my teeth might break in the process... and who needs a dentist bill. right

And that's when I noticed like many tape holders should have, but this one didn't have, was a rough rigid edge that breaks the tape. I had bought a defective tape. Go figure that one, it could only happen to me.

And I wasn't about to drive back to the store and return it, not for a $1 39... the gas alone, would cost more. So I kept struggling with the tape, until suddenly a lightbulb went off in my brain. I remembered putting a scissor in my handbag last week, to cut paper for a birthday present.

Searching through my handbag, hoping it was still there, I found it buried underneath all of my makeup, I was now able to detach the tape from it's holder.

This little unscheduled episode,  took at least ten minutes. I could have been home, and having another cup of coffee by then, or maybe eating lunch... lol.

So yes, The generic scotch tape episode, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/writers have a difficult job, but..

I'm having serious writer's block.. now I wonder,  is it because my ideas are just disappearing from my mind.....  this too shall pass... lol.

So here is my theory.

Writer's have a difficult job. They need to be creative. They have to come up with original ideas, or take an old idea and reconstruct it, to make it feel new. They also have to make their readers happy, and make sure they want to keep reading their stories.

But that's the beauty of being a writer.. They can use their imagination, make up places and characters.  Or use real characters and circumstances, and write  about them in a creative non-fiction way.

Writer's  can take the reader on a journey, long or short. They make it possible for the reader to travel, to feel, to fantasize, through the written word.  What a great reward for the writer.

And without writer's,  there wouldn't be stories,  films,  or plays.. there wouldn't be journalist,  reporters, or documentaries. And even advertisers need writers to promote their products.

And let's not forget the editor, who the writer depends on, and vice versa for publication.

Writer's are artist.  They are full of creativity, and want to keep on writing for as long as they can, no matter how old they are.

So I'm proud to call myself a writer, but in the same content, it can be a very difficult job, but I don't mine.

Because I love the arts. I love the written word. But most of all I love the freedom to express myself, and to be able to put my words on paper, knowing that I've created something worthwhile to be proud of.

And therefore, writing will always be my passion, not necessarily my bread and butter, but one can only hope that one day it will be, after all I'm only human, right?

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FOREVER YOUNG-Lump Lard and Pee Bucket

Well you might be wondering why I chose these two words.  Well people have nicknames like my husband for instance, his real name is Arthur, but from the time he was born, he was called Skip. And my name is Margaret, but my friends call me Margo, So a while back I decided to nickname my dogs, Ralph and Clyde.

Ralph I named lump lard because all he does is eat.  That's right. Whenever it's time for dinner he runs and gets my husband to let him know it's time to eat. I mean he gets so excited that he actually gets some exercise by running back and forth, or pulling at my husbands hand to lead him to the table, and if my husband is downstairs in the basement, he runs down the stairs and barks at him. He can be pretty bossy.  when he wants to eat his food....

Now for Clyde.... His nickname is pee bucket because no matter how many times I let him out, he has to pee on everything, and I mean everything. There isn't one tree, branch and grass left dry. I guess he has to let everyone know this is his property, and  he's the boss, so you better watch out, or else..  I never knew a dog could have so much pee in him. And one day, I just started calling him pee bucket, of course he doesn't answer to that, but I know he knows, that's his nickname and he's stuck with it...

So  my dog Ralph, lump lard, and Clyde, pee bucket will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my mom, the miracle...

Thought you would like to know, my mom is in remission from leukemia, great news, but she still has a heart problem, but we take one day at a time, after all she is 88 years old, but sometimes she has more energy then me... go figure.  St. Anthony is the saint of miracles, and for those who believe in saints, then he's the one to ask for help ... he carries his message to God and he listens... he heard my pleas.. and prayers...

I will never force my beliefs on anyone, because everyone has their own way of believing, but I just had to share this with you... thank you for reading and caring..

I hope you tune in for more happier moments... The comedian inside of me,is just waiting to appear again. Well not a professional one, but I will at least try to make you laugh... tears too many of them unless you cry in happiness...

so for now, I'll just say goodbye, until tomorrow or the next day, that is, so stay

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG, I'M BACK FOR NOW

Hello everyone... so sorry it's been a while since I've written on my blog, but my mom has been very sick and I've been spending all my time with her. ... she is not out of the woods, but she is doing much better then before...

now to catch up with my life.   Well I entered a play competition which only required 10 pages, so it's only a 10-15 minute play that can be done at a festival etc. The end result, I was a finalist. Okay I didn't win the contest, but for someone who never wrote a play before I certainly came up on top.

Did I mentioned that I performed in some plays.. yes indeed, and one of them was "HOME FREE". I played the lead actress. It was a comedy by Fred Carmichael.

I got great reviews from one paper, and not so great from another, because on the night the other reporter attended the show, my leading man forgot two pages of dialogue, and naturally because I was the new kid on the block, the director blamed me.... but my leading man came to the rescue and admitted it was his fault and not mine, which made all the difference in the world.

Other then that, I haven't done much, but will hopefully once things settled down a bit, I will start promoting my tv pilot again.... someone has got to take the bite..lol.... well that's it for now... take care all my loyal readers, and for all my new readers, hope you enjoy reading my blog.... you never know what I'm going to write about next. Even I don't know..lol.

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FOREVER YOUNG/my mom

The days are filled with taking my mom back and forth to the doctors.  Times are tough right now, and somehow we'll get through them. We are taking one day at a time, that's all we can do.....

Being strong,  and having faith will see us through.

So for me that will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the writing force seminar update

The Writing Force seminar/event  is just around the corner, only one more day and it will finally be here...and it should be lots of fun.

All my writers, teens and adults will be reading their poetry, short stories and excerpts from their perspective novels. and novels that have been completed and self-published as well.

And some members will be displaying  their artwork....

If you want to check out our website go to www.thewritingforce.com

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FOREVER YOUNG

Today is another trip to the doctors with my mom, and I know it will be a good one.... She is doing fantastic and I couldn't ask for anything more.  We take one day at a time, and just keep plugging away. As I said before, my mom is a strong Italian woman, and doesn't give up easy. She worked hard all her life, and struggled to survive, and this is just another step along the way...

So with that, I will leave you today, and hope everyone has a great day.

By the way, I was a finalist in the play competition "The Artists"  It was called Van Gogh's Dilemma and maybe I will now enter it into a ten or fifteen minute festival competition...  One never knows, right?  Like my mom, I never give up either..

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FOREVER YOUNG/miracles do happen

Yes I know, I've stepped away from my blog for a few days... Just to fill you in.  My mother is doing great, and if you believe in miracles and St. Anthony the saint of miracles, who brings your request to the Lord Jesus, then he has answered my prayers.

So with that, I just want to wish everyone a Happy Easter, and Passover and may your dreams and wishes and prayers come true...

Have a great Sat. and a wonderful Sunday, and enjoy every moment with your family and friends.


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FOREVER YOUNG/just keeping it short today

Good news, so far my mom is doing great.  Didn't think this way a couple of months ago, but she's a strong-willed woman, and I'm glad I take after her..lol.. well I do.

So given that, there isn't much to say today, and I know it's been a few days since I've written in my blog, but I won't let you down, and I will start next week for sure, but need another week to get my head and my fingers in gear to type away.

After all, I don't want to bore myself or you... so it must be something worth writing about, don't you agree.. and if I bring a little light in your life, I'm happy to oblige... as you bring a little light into my life as well, and because of that, I'll keep writing my blog.

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FOREVER YOUNG/my beliefs, and I will never preach....

Well I just had tell you,  that my mom received a good report from the doctor the other day. And if you believe in Saints, then please believe in St. Anthony, the saint of miracles, because I truly feel he carried my prayers to the Lord Jesus...

Yes my mother has a life threatening illness, and she is 88 years old, but age has nothing to do with a human being's life.... young or old, one should never give up hope and prayer.

And just to let you know, I will not use my blog to preach, because I believe everyone has their own way of believing, and way of living and how they conduct their own faith,  but I just had to tell you how I felt and what I believed helped me.. And of course how happy I am, at this moment.


So have a great day, and please always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the beauticians

Had a very bad morning.... went to take my mom to the beauty salon to get her hair washed and cut because I knew this would truly make her feel better. Of course she had to use her walker, and face mask so she didn't pick up any germs. It was the first time she's been out in public to do something for herself, besides going to the doctors,  and food shopping, which can be stressful in itself.  

But when we walked into the salon, in the mall, there was only one beautician, and two people, one woman, who was almost finished, and a young man, waiting for a haircut.

It was then the beautician asked if she could help us, and I said, "I would like to get a wash and haircut for my mom. She told me there would be a wait, and I said that's okay we'll wait.

And then  I asked if she was the only one, and she said yes, and then asked her where the owner was, and again she responded by saying she wouldn't be in today.  And that's when she said, she was already stressed out.

So when I said again, that we would wait, the beautician seemed to get annoyed, and kept insisting she didn't know how long we would have to wait.  But  I said, we drove a long way to get here, and I couldn't have my mother walk around the mall in her condition..  And in return, this beautician showed absolutely no empathy or compassion whatsoever.    She just didn't want to accept the fact, that we didn't mine waiting.

She kept saying  it could be sometime, before she could take my mom.  And that's when I got annoyed and shouted "are you refusing my mother to get a haircut and wash, and of course she denied this, but again repeated that it would be a while, and I in turn said that's okay, I'll wait, and then said to her, that she only has two people, but of course she responded quickly, by saying she had another appt. coming in,

I in turn said again, that we would wait, which seemed to really upset her now, and again asked if she was refusing to take care of my mom,  and she sarcastically responded, if you want to wait then fine, but again started making excuses.   Maybe she just didn't want to cut  and wash my mom's hair because of her disability..

It was then the beautician, went back to taking care of the other woman,   ignoring us, and that's when  I suggested to my mom, to go to another salon, where they also take walk-ins. But my mom decided to  asked the beautician one last time, " how long will it be"?

The beautician completely ignored her, and now I was annoyed, and shouted, excuse me, but my mom is asking you a question.  that's when she lashed back at me, and said she wasn't paying attention to her, but to me, and threatened to call security, if I didn't leave the premises, and I said, I will call the owner, and with that, I left.

Now if my mom wasn't in the shape she was, I would have stayed and waited for the security officer or call one myself, so I could tell him, this beautician wouldn't let us wait, and kept making excuses for us not to wait and that's how this confrontation began.....

And after all, she asked me, if she could help us.  And it is a business, in a mall, where people on a whim, go and get their hair cut etc....

So you see the day started out badly, but in the end, I took my mom to another salon, where we were treated nicely, and my mom was taken immediately.

The beautician did a beautiful job on her hair.  And mom never looked better,   And that made me feel much better.

And therefore, I've learned my lesson for the day.  If someone doesn't want to take care of you, it's their lost, not mine... I can't prove it was discrimination, or not, but this beautician ought to think twice about the field she's in, because even though she was stressed out, and I completely understand that, she shouldn't  have reacted in the manner she did, very unprofessional.  And because of that she's lost business for herself, and for the salon.


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FOREVER YOUNG/just chit-chat...and rambling on

Finally broke down, and bought another cell phone, not one on contract, don't ever want that. But I did get a card with unlimited calling and texting, so I don't have to be concern about the minutes. At least it's better then paying 80.00 a month for a certain amount of minutes, don't you agree?

It's been another hectic week going to doctors with my mom, but I' m very fortunate to have her still with us.... she's such a feisty woman, that I believe nothing can stop her... for 88 years young, she is a walking miracle, and who says there aren't miracles in this world.  If we all look close enough, I believe there is one everyday.. And I'm saying this for my own benefit, because as a human,  I have my doubts as well, and always forget to look right in front of me, or to  leave destiny in the hands of a higher power.. Faith and belief... two beautiful words... I surely need to abide by these words...

And  to all my loyal followers, and for those who just read my blog now and then, I thank you for tuning in. I really do appreciate it. And I will continue to share my adventures, thoughts etc, and will try to choose one artist a month to talk about , and hope that you will find interest.

And on a personal note, as I've said so many times before, you're never too old to dream,. It's making those dreams realistic, now that's the trial and tribulations of life, don't you agree?   So I will never procrastinate, um, well I cannot tell a lie, I do sometimes, but not for long, because I give myself a good scolding, and then begin the process of doing what I love the most, and that is to write.... and therefore I am determine to make this dream come alive, even if it's for myself.

Because if I write for myself, that's okay, because I'm the most important person, and have to please my own appetite and passion for what I love to do, isn't this true of anything you want or do in life..

If you make yourself happy, then you can make others happy.. but if your unhappy, and try to make others happy, then you become a miserable person... now I just have to take my own advice when it comes to this, because it seems all my life, I've tried to make others happy, and completely ignore my own needs.... So it only took um, not giving away my age, a very long time to begin this transaction,..

This doesn't mean I  still don't want to make others happy, it just means I have to give some happiness to myself,  and not go overboard with the other... like I'm sure many of us tend to do.


So my chit chat and rambling on will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my mom, and my beliefs.

My life is consumed by running back and forth to doctors with my mom.  I will do everything possible to help her through this trying time, with an illness that I know will not disappear, but hopefully will be able to live with for quite sometime.

And with God's help, along with St. Anthony, the patron saint of miracles, will help me to help her, get through this ordeal.

As a human I want to control destiny, but in reality it's God who controls our destiny, but I know we have to help ourselves, if we want God to help us as well. These are my beliefs, and I will never force them upon anyone, because everyone has their own way of believing, and their own life of handling their situation.

So for now, there isn't much more for me to say this morning. I'm really tired, and hope to gain my strength as the day goes on, for tomorrow is another day, when we begin our journey once again.

My mom will always be for me FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/the cell phone saga

Yes, I've skipped a few days.. But if you knew the week I had, you would have too.

I never, never bring a coffee cup without a lid, into my car, usually it's a WAWA coffee, and always has a lid....but I had to leave early the other morning, to take my mom to the doctors, and no time to stop at the store, so I grabbed a cup of coffee, with no lid and took off.

Well needless to say, while  I was stopped at a red light, I called my mom, and of course my phone is programed to  filter through my radio, so I don't have to hold the phone, and who needs a ticket, right?.

But still I had to hang up the phone, and blindly put  the phone in the coffee holder next to me, only I forgot my coffee cup had no lid,  and you guessed it, I dunked my phone into the coffee cup. I've heard of dunking donuts in coffee, but a cell phone.....

Now I have a phone, with no screen, lost my contacts, and I never bother to memorize the phone numbers. .. Well, that's not all true, I can remember mine, of course, and my mom's. my husband and my daughter's, but my sons, no. They have changed their phone numbers quite a few times, and I never caught up with all the changes... so you see, this is a good excuse not to have memorized their numbers. And of course, I can't remember my friends, well you get the picture..

And since I never set up my voice mail, I never know who calls me. So now I have to guess who must have  called me, and I'm really not good at guessing games...

So next week, I have to buy another phone, and re-start the process all over again.  I just hope to keep the same phone number, because if I don't, that will be another issue to deal with..

Oh, did I mention I have no ground phone, so the cell phone is all I have...... my life, no problem, right??  lol..

So you see, for me the cell phone saga, will never be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/did you ever have one of those days?

Did you ever have one of those days when things just keep happening to you... Well on this particular day, yesterday to be exact, I took my mom to the doctors. Now I never take a cup of coffee with me, especially when I do, I try to make sure I have a lid to put on top of it, but of course I didn't.

I was running a little late, because for some reason traffic seemed to be unbelievable, which I couldn't  understand since it wasn't Monday, but Tuesday, when traffic usually dies down somewhat. So I phoned to tell her I would be late. Now I do NOT hold the phone in my hand because it's programed into my radio, so whenever I make a call, it filters through that. But I have to disconnect it, so that entails picking up the phone to do that.

Now after I informed my mom, I would be a little late, of course it was time to disconnect the phone, so after doing that,  I went to put my phone down, when I felt liquid touch my hand. To say the least, I had dunk my phone into the coffee. Don't you usually dunk donuts into coffee. I wonder what a phone would taste like, with coffee.... only kidding.

So  now I have a blank screen, and lost everything.  And I'm still waiting for my phone to dry, but at least my phone still works, for how long I don't know.  Maybe it's better not to see anything... nah, need to see my icons, very important part of my life, I'm sure you'll agree..

Once I laughed about this predicament,  well I really didn't laugh, I picked my mother up and took her to the doctors, which should have be an hour,. While she was there, I had to go to the store and get some things for her, then get gas for my car, and then drove back to the doctors, but mom was not finished with her treatment, so I had to wait another twenty minutes, anticipating that I will never get back home in time, to take my niece and her boyfriend to the airport to catch their flight home.

I'm out of breath just writing this.. ..

When finally my mom was finished, I drove her home and then went home. My husband was rearing to go, as well as my niece and her boyfriend.  After we dropped them off at the airport, and we said our goodbyes, our intentions was to go straight home. But since my cousin's didn't live too far from where we were, we decided to pop in and see them.  Another hour went by.

Thinking we were going straight home, my husband told me he needed to pick up a key for a job he was doing tomorrow,  which was another ten minutes away,  and then I sat in the car for another ten minutes waiting, and finally we were on our way home.

And that's when I plopped myself down on the couch.. oh no, that's not what I did, I had to get dinner started, because I had a writing group meeting with my teens that night, so I cooked dinner, and then plopped myself down on the couch, Oh Yes I Did, but only for ten minutes before it was time to get up and go...

So you see if anyone was happy to see this day end, I was.  Ten minutes must be the magical number, it seems everything took about ten minutes except for for one, that took twenty minutes.... lol...  Well not really, some things actually took an hour.....lol.    Now you see why I need a vacation......

So for me, I never want this day ever to be, FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/me and Van Gogh

Van Gogh, what a very interesting young man. I met him through all the letters he wrote to his brother Theo, and got to know his personal side and emotions, particularly how he felt about the women in his life.

He was a tortured soul, especially when in love for the first time, and his love not returned, This unfortunately happened to me, when I too was very young..... live and learn, right?

When it comes to an artist's life, my obsession, is knowing the person behind the creativity. I try get to the heart of their craft, so I can understand who they really are, and what happened to them, along the way to self-discovery.

This helps me with my own creativity, because I believe,we all have some hidden agenda that still needs to be addressed, and I hope to fulfill mine soon... because when I write, whether it's for myself or for someone else, or submit my work for some competition or to a publishing company,  I'm able to express my thoughts and ideas, and make them come alive,  facing up to my own fears and frustrations, or my own happiness and satisfaction. Knowing that  I've accomplished the one thing in life, that no one can take away from me, and that is an expression of myself, and who I really am.

And I believe, Van Gogh was this person....he expressed his feelings through his art, and gave the greatest gift of all, himself. What better gift to receive from someone so talented, but left this earth all too soon, to see his work become successful.

So for me, Van Gogh, you will always be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG

It's been a pretty rough month for me. My mom got ill, and it was touch and go for a while and Thank God she is doing much better.  A strong Italian/stubborn woman, that's what she is... and Thank goodness for that...I believe that's what keeps her going, like the rabbit with a battery that won't quit.lol...did you like that analogy.


And in between that, my niece and her boyfriend arrived from Washington State, and their staying with me all this week.  Haven't see her for three years.

 I also managed to enter two competitions. And entered my dogs into a card competition as well. Now it's on to sending my script out this week. It's been almost three years since I've won in the quarterfinalist competition, and trying to get someone interested in it... but hopefully someone will see the potential and want to produce it..

Then I'll be working on our seminar for April, with the kids and adults in my writing group.. busy busy busy, that's what I am... but today all I did was sit and relax and ate, and now I'm going to take a little nap, then get up and who knows what..lol..

have a great Saturday, and stay always FOREVER YOUNG

FORVER YOUNG/rye bread and chicken

Okay this is not about eating rye bread or chicken, it's about going to the grocery store and buying rye bread and chicken.

First let's start with the RYE BREAD.  I went to the  bakery department, and looked for marble rye bread. BUT  I didn't realize it was from another store, until I approached a girl from the bakery, and asked if they had this particular marble rye bread. That's when I admitted my error.

But I guess this girl,  felt the need to give me a lesson on marble rye bread, since she's the one who does all the ordering.

Any other time, I might have been more patient,  but since I spent hours at the hospital with my mom,. I really didn't need this, and I already had picked out another rye bread, which I was holding in my hand.

But still this girl insisted on telling me there is no difference between marble rye bread, and jewish rye marble rye bread, etc..etc.. But I didn't like the latter, because it was too hard. Nothing against the Jewish rye bread.... it was a matter of preference, which I tried to explain to this girl, and again she tried to give me her expert opinion..

Now my patience finally at its limit, so I proceeded to tell her, "I've shopped at this grocery store for sixteen years, and I've never had a dispute over something so ridiculous as RYE BREAD"....

She of course apologized for getting me so upset, but that wasn't until I told her, my mom was in the hospital. And that I was already upset, and didn't need this aggravation over rye bread.

I guess if it had been under different circumstances, I would have been more tolerant of this LIFE'S LESSON, and probably would have laughed  at the whole situation.

But on that day, all I wanted to do was SCREAM and shout, and then RUN away from her, and her analogy on RYE BREAD,

Now on to the CHICKEN.  Since I was too tired to cook, I bought two roasted cooked chickens and of course some sides of potato salad, and cole slaw and of course the RYE BREAD.

And then I walked up front, and placed my items on a counter, with no light or person at the register. I assumed it was safe to go back and grab the applesauce which I had forgotten.. but not without telling another cashier, that I was leaving my things on the counter behind her.  But when I returned, my CHICKENS, along with my other items were gone.

Like an idiot, I walked up and down the aisle searching for my chickens..  and shouting, "where did I leave them",  I knew they couldn't have jumped off the counter and run away..lol... then a little voice shouted back, "I have them over here."

They were at the same place I originally left them... only the light was on, a customer was in line, and a cashier, who wasn't there before, was showing me where she placed my chickens. Right next to her, at the register...

But I must say, before that cashier responded to my plea, I thought, I was losing my mind... which isn't hard to do these days....

Comical to say the least, but since I spent four hours at the hospital, And I was really tired,  I really didn't need to add this to my already full  and emotional plate... wouldn't you agree..

Rye Bread and Chicken, will never be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/spending time with my mom

It's been a trying couple of weeks.  Going back and forth with my mom to the doctors.  She is now is the hospital and getting the care she needs... Hopefully will be home by Monday.

She will be stabilized, and I hope to have her around for as long as God intends.... We can never set a time limit on one's life, that's only his department, so what we can do is enjoy every moment with the ones we love and care for.

And treat every day as a precious one, because unfortunately, it can be taken for granted, given our busy daily life schedules.....

So for me, spending time with my Mom, will always be FOREVER YOUNG.

FOREVER YOUNG/the sleeper finally arrives today

It's been a pretty hectic week so far... taking my mom back and forth to the Doctors.  She's feeling a little better, so hopefully she'll be as spry as ever.  But given the fact that she's 88 years old, I'm just fortunate to have her with me, and I'M enjoying every moment we spend together.

Time is only a number, but it's what you do with that time, matters....

And today, finally her sleeper couch arrives. It's only been since November 28th when the order was placed, and to say the least, I will  never order another item from this store.

A customer has rights and yet I find many places of business feel they are doing you a favor instead of the other way around. um, don't they need you the customer to have a business, or maybe they just should close the doors and go under, because that's what will happen if they continue to treat people in the manner unbecoming a professional .

So for me this is the end of this chapter, and now I know my mom can rest easy, because she now has a sleeper with good springs instead of bad...

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/saturday, a snowy rainy day to just relax

Saturday, and it's a snowy rainy day.  A good day to just sit back and read a good book, or watch your favorite television show or movie.... or just spend the day in bed with your loved one, and eat breakfast, lunch or dinner in between....  don't think there is an age limit on this.. do you?  Unless you have small children, and this might be a difficult task to undertake, lol... so spend the day playing with them, games, etc. etc. etc... there is always time later, when they are in bed.....sound asleep, at least you hope they are..

Well given all of the above, I will be spending the day fine tuning my short story, for the last time...  I've only been working on this story for weeks, and it's only 500 words.... but oh those 500 words say a lot. and whatever happens, we shall see.... hopefully in my favor.... not asking much. Well maybe I am...

that's about it for now.. so for  all my loyal readers, have a great day, because you will always be FOREVER YOUNG..

FOREVER YOUNG/ a bowl of cherries.. maybe

Whoever said life is a bowl of cherries, well I like to know where that person got his, because apparently the ones I buy are tasteless and useless to say the least.

But if you should find some, that makes your life so fine, then please let me know, because I could sure use some ....get up and go.... a little corny don't you think?  But I've had a few glasses of wine, and my mind is certainly on another path .....to  who knows,.......

So this will be a short blog, and for me a bowl of cherries, will be sometimes or maybe not FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/baking all kinds of breads

I've been on a bread kick lately.  Not eating it, but making it.

So far I've made Pumpkin Bread, Banana Bread and my favorite Applesauce Bread, and boy did that come out delicious,, at least that's what I was told.  But really I haven't eaten any of it.  okay that might be a little white lie. I had a small piece of each, but guess who ate the bulk of it... that's right my husband.

Now I will make another applesauce bread, since we went to a super bowl party yesterday, and brought the bread over to our hosts, which left nothing for my poor husband, who really isn't supposed to have much sugar, so I think for this recipe, I'll cut the sugar in half, and I'm sure it will still taste great... or at least I hope it does.

so for me baking bread, of all delicious kinds, will be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the writing force event(seminar)

Preparing for our Writing Force Event at the library.  All my members will be reading excerpts from their novels. They will also be reading their short stories and poetry.

Also some of my teens will perform dialogue from screenplays written by their group...

Hope to have a great outcome, because this is open to the public, and it's already been listed in the Calendar of Events..

I also have some members who are artists and they will also  display some of their artwork and sculpting.

It should be a great time for everyone,  And of course refreshments will be available...

 This event will take place in April.... can't believe that Spring is just around the corner...

so for me I will always try to be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/my sleepy dog Clyde

My dog Clyde really believes he's a human being.  For example.  Sometimes my husband gets up in the middle of the night and raids the refrigerator. And of course with all the banging around in the kitchen, which is right across from our bedroom. I wake up.  And who do I see next to me, my dog Clyde. His head is on the pillow and his body is spread out, and he's sound asleep. Didn't take him long to jump into my husbands place.... if he could talk, I imagine he would say, this is certainly heaven, now I have my own pillow..

To think I went to bed with my husband, and woke up staring at my dog.... Is there a difference??? lol..

Well they do have something in common, their bark is worse then their bite... lol.

hows that for some humor on this early friday morning.  Nothing like getting ready to start the weekend with a laugh... does a person good.  don't you agree?

FOREVER YOUNG/mom has walking pneumonia

It's almost the end of the week.  Been a busy week with mom having walking pneumonia, which we didn't know until last week, after her chest x-ray....

And I' m also thankful, that the antibiotics are working, and she's getting plenty of rest. Of course the doctor wanted to put her in the hospital, but given her stubborn Italian nature, she wouldn't go... and I believe that's why the doctor wanted to put her in.. But I think being in her own environment helps, and as long as she does what the doctor says, then I know she'll be okay.

Then it's off to the blood doctor next week, just to make sure everything else is alright. But as you know she is 88 years old, and I'm so fortunate to have her, and that she hasn't been sick and this is the first, okay maybe the second time, since her blood pressure was so high two years ago, that a blood vessel broke in her eye, and she had to have surgery, and boy was that a trip.... but thank God she came through that fine...and now this present situation.....

And during the course of the last few weeks, my husband has also been going through his tests, generally more of a yearly physical,  And my twin sister is also going through tests, which I feel will be okay as well, she also is going through a yearly physical.....

But I know it could be a lot worst, right?.. and because when you hear other people's problems, you thank God, that yours are not as bad,.... If we only knew what life has in store for us, but that's one of the mystery's of our existence, right?

So for me, I will continue to take this one day at a time, and will try not to imagine the worst, which is hard for me to do, since I can be very negative at times, but then again,  I can also be very positive, so I guess it balances itself out... and I  pray for the best outcome for my family, and of course, for all of you, who are going through similar situations.

The world is beautiful, but more then that, the people who make up this world are beautiful, and hopefully will continue to be....and I wish health, success and prosperity for everyone...

So for me, never giving up hope, will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the saga of the couch has ended

It's finally over, and I will be refunded back my money from this horrible company.  Although that could take up to 20 days ... go figure that one... but after this, I couldn't possibly take their merchandise... and I will never walk into this store or buy anything from this store ever again.

They have lied to me so many times, and changed the date of my delivery so many times that my head is spinning from it... and the only people  who suffered from all this is my 88 year old mom, and myself, because this was to be her Christmas present, and now we're into February and still no sleeper..

I'm sure many of you, have had similar experiences or maybe not, but you get to the point where you wonder how these people stay in business, especially with the economy the way it is.

I'm sure after time goes by, I will put a comedic twist to this whole situation, but because it's so fresh in my mind, and  all the aggravation they caused me, it will take some time to smolder the fire that is still brewing inside of me.

this incident will never be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/it's Sunday....

Sunday's a beautiful day to relax and be with my family. It's a day to go to church, or say a prayer at home privately.  Then spend the day watching tv, or listen to music or read a good book. Or just sit around and talk about the events that happened during the week.

I call this familism, and catch up time.....

It's a time to sit down to a family dinner.. To laugh and joke around. Talk about local and world events, but never dwell on politics or religion too long, because as we know this always leads into some heavy discussions, and yelling and screaming at one another, which would defeat the purpose of being together..

Or maybe we'll get into a car and go for a long ride to no where.  That's right. NOWHERE.. Who says you have to go to a movie, or to a shopping center, or to a restaurant.  Why not enjoy the beautiful scenery of trees, a grass, flowers, mountains, birds and other animals. Take delight in the things that don't cost money.. okay gas does cost money, but if that's all we have to spend, why not, because the other things would cost a lot more....

 many times while raising my children, I didn't have money to spend, so as a family, we would go to the local beach, or just buy an ice cream cone and take the dogs for a long walk in the woods.  We would have snowball fights, or play games at home... and watch talent shows on tv and guess who would win or not...  etc..   those were the best days.... but kids do grow up, and sometimes that's hard to accept, but t does happen, and that's why I enjoyed every single moment that I could with them..

But of course we weren't  the perfect family, who is.. we just made the best of what we had, and hoped for the best outcome..... that's all a parent could hope or wish for...

So for me Sundays' will always be FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOIUNG....one good day, better then none

the last few days have been, the days from Hell.....

My mother is sick, and the Dr's don't know what's wrong.  Last week she had a blood test, and the person who drew the blood, scratched and didn't press down on the gauze. All she did was tape it up, and that's when my mom's arms got severely bruised, swelled up and infected.. she's 88 years old, does she need this.

Not to  mention, other things are going on with her... but really can't go on with that, it will only make me emotional.

Just to imagine you're find one week, and the next it's all downhill from there.. one never knows what's going to happen in your life, but everyone including me, should live each day to its fullest, because you never know what tomorrow will bring.

And on top of that, no sofa for my mom.. you are not going to believe this, but there is another delay in the delivery and now their saying mid-feb, which is way beyond the 8 weeks, which I was never told to begin with, that it was a special order.... so my husband wrote an e-mail to the owner of the company asking for our money back, and a great dig to go with it, if you know what I mean... and to be courteous to give him a phone call.  We shall see what happens..

But isn't this life....  not ever a dull moment, and I imagine you have plenty of things going on in your life as well.

So I guess when we have a happy day, we should take well advantage of it, because unfortunately the stress and aggravation outweigh the good ones..

Still I will take one good happy day, over none...... FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG

I guess everyone has their good and bad days.

And I can handle many situations, and keep my cool,  but when my mother, my brother and my husband get sick or have medical  problems at the same time, then my immune system just shoots into overdrive.

not to mention, that I'm still battling this neck and back injury for 14 years now, and this just keeps adding to the pot.. and it's a pain in the you know what, pun intended..

And I also have a son living at home, grown man, just completed his degree and has not been able to find a job, yet, but then again he only finished the end of Dec.  So hopefully in a few months he will be up and running. But given the job situation and where I live, I doubt it will happen soon, but then again I've been wrong before. OH PLEASE LET ME BE WRONG THIS TIME...lol.

But again as life has it, you just have to grin and bare it and hope you get through all of this in one piece..

Still if I could find another way to unwind, like go on a trip to no where, and breathe in the beauty of nature and hear the sounds of birds and water,  that would be like winning the lottery, but instead I just have to imagine these things in my mind, and hope my imagination gets me to that  place...a long shot, I know, but worth the try.. lol..

So for now, I'm putting this to rest, well not really. But I do hope that tomorrow will be the beginning of better days ahead...or a better day ahead...

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/the couch saga continues and continues ..

Well you won't believe this, but the couch I ordered for my mom back in November, has not come in yet, in fact I was told that it wouldn't be in until the end of this month, and needless to say, if it doesn't arrive by then, regardless of what THEIR policy is, I will demand my money back, and then report them to better business office, consumer affairs and then write a letter to the man guy..

I don't like to take such drastic measures, but I will.

If I had known it was a special order, which the salesperson insists she told me,  then why would I go into the store and tell her I wanted this couch for a Christmas gift for my mom.... and if she had told me that, I wouldn't have ordered the darn thing.  So we can go back and forth on this one, but I know what I said and what they told me.. This will make the third time this couch has been postponed... and I think I've been more then patient.

My mom is 88 years old, and now she's  not feeling well.. and this couch would have helped her sleep, given the state of her old couch... I am extremely upset and angry over this, and I will definitely do something about this, even after I get the couch, the letter will be sent, and I will no longer patronized that store, ever again.  Don't they know word of mouth carries a lot of weight...

So for me, this is something I will not turn my back on.... FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/no regrets

I'm working on a short story and hope to have it finish in time,  As everyone knows this business can be pretty fickle, and many of the projects I've done, I did it on my own without the help or the connections  That means I've written, produced and directed my own low budget films and managed to get one film on public television..... of course no pay, but it was the prestigiousness of seeing my work come alive for everyone to see...  visit YOU TUBE  mpeirs channel..    "Illusion", "The Price of an Egg Sandwich", "A Short Step Back Into The Past, (Lenape Park, and The Absecon Lighthouse".  You can type those words in as well..... 10min video of each film can be seen..

Sometimes I wish, I had started younger and  lived where it's all happening, to fulfill that creative juices flowing through my mind and body. But I have no regrets of the life I've chosen.

I have three beautiful grown up children, and a husband that drives me nuts sometimes, but love him after thirty some years.. ummm now I'm really given away  my age....but that's okay, it's only a number right, so what if I had a late start, better late then never.... and in fact according to doctor's statistics people are living to a 100 years old.... now that's a miracle.  And as long as I'm still in good health, then I wouldn't mind that.  Would You?

Still I have to admit, there are days when I just feel like given up the whole creative venture, but how can you give up something that's part of you.. I just have to learn that I'm writing for myself, and not for others, and then maybe the words will find their way into my computer, and hopefully for someone to read.... but that shouldn't be the reason to write, am I right?

So I will try to abide by my own words, and keep moving on and see where the road will take me....

FOREVER YOUNG

FOREVER YOUNG/continuation of Nelson Johnson/The Boardwalk Empire

Continuation of Nelson Johnson who wrote The Boardwalk Empire.

Nelson Johnson is a lawyer, and most of the people he interview for this book have died.

And that HBO was interested in  two chapters written about Nucky Thompson, who was the treasurer of Atlantic City in the 1920's,

Then Mr. Johnson went on to do a slide show explaining certain landmarks, etc. And told me something I didn't know, and that is Atlantic City and not Chicago was the birth of organized crime.  In fact that's where the first organized crime convention was held.

Then of course he discussed how he got 50 or so rejections and then met an agent that was interested in representing N.J. writers, and that's how his book got published.

Mr. Johnson by chance, saw this guy on Oprah's, sorry can't remember his name, so he  traveled to LA. and pitched his book to him for a possible tv series, and it turns out this guy spent summers in Atlantic City, and with that being said, we all know it worked out for Mr. Johnson.....

And that's the end of this chapter.

So for me The Boardwalk Empire, will be FOREVER YOUNG