Mothers of my family

Actually all the women in my family.  The women in my family are from pioneer stock, with good strong values and sense of worth.  They thought by example and were willing to answer questions if you had any.  They held and comforted you when you were hurt or sad. They supported you when you needed it.  They were not politically correct nor did they need equality because they worked side by side by men and women alike. They took no nonsense off those fools who felt sorry for them or wanted them to change.  They would smile and politely decline the foolishness of those who labeled everything as male or female. I salute them all on this Mother’s day! I love them all!

When did aminals ~er animals~ become more important than a spouse?

You set up meals, (Breakfast, lunch, dinner, dessert, snacks) set up for the next day, be sure he takes his meds when needed and on time, get him things he likes without having to request them. And what does he do when he gets home from a trip/work/being out with friends? “I miss my girls! Yes I do!” as the DOGS get petted and hugged. MEN! URG! And yes, this is a rant.

Father’s Day

I am one of those who have lost their father. My dad was great! He took me fishing, taught me how to bait my own hooks, and gut the fish. He helped me learn about the ways of life when we had to behead a very old hen. He got me Repete (Female rabbit) and helped me raise the bunnies. He helped teach me to drive, and even was there when I learned to ride. My dad was everything to me. When I was in College, he was told he had tumors on the brain. Too advanced … sorry. I was devastated. I learned to be brave and to give him up even when I didn’t want to.
I didn’t cry at his funeral because I did it when he was sick and in pain. I guess most people will never understand this and say I am heartless, for me being heartless is wishing he would never die. I could never do that to him. He passed in the early 80’s and I wish he could have had the same influence on my son as he did on me. Aside from that, I wish to say to him Thank you for being there for me. I miss you.


Love (In honor of Valentines Day)

What I am talking about is not the physical love, nor the short term lust which fuels the one day to 2 year marriages of the rich and famous. I am talking about real love. The unconditional kind which fairy-tales are made of. Love is when you are willing to overlook the shortcomings of others and go the extra mile for them. It is the give and take which most couples don’t want to be bothered with. Love is sticking by your family/spouse/children despite the disappointments, sorry and hatred which can spring up out of misunderstandings, mis-spoken words, rash actions which threaten to tear you apart. This is what true love is. Working side by side, supporting each others decisions no matter how crazy they seem or how others tell you not to. I found that love and continue to cultivate it within my family. It is my legacy and my burden, but most of all it is my joy since people are finally understanding what Love really is.