Monday, February 23, 2015

Entitlement vs Empowerment

Here's an idea....
Instead of our children growing to feel this sense of quite obvious entitlement, they should instead feel as they begin their journey away from us as parents a sense of Empowerment!

 Blessed that they can stand on their own two feet, lean on one another (all siblings, yes even step...you are a family).  Know that they can kneel and pray for wisdom and guidance!  Have the confidence (not to be confused with cockiness) we, as parent's and God gave them to take risks, fall down, make some mistakes. Because, yes you are kids.  Maybe some of you are even considered young adults or even yes its true...Adults.  Then own those mishaps!  Pray for forgiveness and ask for help.  We are here as you're biggest fans. Watching you grow has and will be our privelidge we were blessed with.  Go out there and become who you are, raise your children with the integrity we so pray we have wanted for each of you.  We do not want a bunch of Thursday's for you.  LIVE, LAUGH and oh....please LOVE! 

Stop thinking the world owes you.  You're parents owe you.  We do not owe you anything.  Most of my generation worked.  Yes, we worked AND went to high school.  We bought our own beat up used car's and fell on our faces, some more than others.  We did not have trust funds, college funds, financial safety nets that we could be so cocky as to think we could just do as we pleased without consequences or those nets having holes we could not see.  Some of us grew up fast and some of us may have taken longer but we grew up.  This generation today... my babies included for some unknown reason to me as they were primarily raised by a single mother that worked, a father that built his own career from grease to top without a college degree and now a paternal father figure that has built his own business in what should have been the worst economy through pure determination and sweat... yet, still even my children believe in this sense of entitlement.  You all want to be treated as adults but then not act like one.  You want to keep that hand out and then snatch it away when you fall down.  Crawl home or into our laps and cry "im just a kid".  

This is not life my love's.  Life is hard, it will kick you and beat you up.  It is as i have always said the largest roller coaster ever.  There will be more downs then ups and God has a sense of humor.  He will throw loops just when you think you are smooth sailing in a direction you are planning.  Write you're plans in pencil always, because He has the pen and that sense of humor He has will be the cross your carry.    

My own dad always told me, "What i have done for you will be nothing compared to what i expect you to do for my grandchildren.  I have done better than i was given and now i expect you to do the same."  He was the greatest, i remember even as an adult about letting me drive to his office, walk straight to him and crawl in his lap.  He would hold me and say "Ok kiddo, you have 5 min.  Cry, tears are never a bad thing.  They cleanse the soul."  After that 5 minutes, sometimes a titch longer her would push me up.  Tell me to wash my face and go face the music.  "He did not raise a quitter and it was no longer his job to fix it."  Oh, what i wouldnt give for 5 minutes again.  

Because here's the kicker kiddo's, we wont always be here to catch your pretty little asses.  We are not raising quitters.  We are giving you the tools to create a beautiful life.  It is up to you to own it.  Stake your claim.  Set you're boundaries and stand your ground.  Create goals and then see them through.  Going around anything will never solve it.  (trust me)

I know i have kept my word to my dad and done more than my parents did for me for my children and will continue to do unconditionally.   I am blessed to have found a partner that shares that style of parenting.  We do not expect anything for that love and financial help or guidance.  We have wiped those butt's, dried those tears, rocked you to sleep and watched the same movies over and over oh and over, reread books, sat or sat down with you until you slept, helped with homework, driven you all over hell and gone and paid for all those redonkulously priced social events, clothes, sporting events and parties.   We have done this because we love you. We love each hair on you're spoiled head. 

Now, go and do better, be better.  Because you know better!  Say thank you, be kind, tell the truth it is always so much easier to remember,  open doors, over-tip, help someone to the car, go and get those degree's, use them wisely.  Give back what you have been given and please please listen more than your speak.  God gave you two ears, only one mouth.

  Remember always, we are you're biggest fans and regardless of what you may think we will always be rooting for you, but we will not always be here.  Life is short.  

I am so very tired of this generation and this sense entitlement i see every day in strangers. I obviously can go on and on about it.  So this is what i know: Entitlement will land you sadly sometimes very alone.  Empowerment, will keep that head held high and your ass able to bounce back.  Character and your word can never be taken from you.  You are responsible for you.  Stop sticking that hand out and start holding some one else's.  Be grateful.  You are alive and everything is in front of you.  The blame game is false and You're parents really do know what you are up to and why.  Contrary to popular belief, we were you're age once.  Lastly, we really do want the very best for you because we love you.

Now, go.. go and grow up.  Pass what you learn to you're own children if you choose to have them, be careful about what you think you know and Call your parents every now and then because regardless:

Thursday, November 27, 2014

Never say never, because you will be where you should.

"When it comes to life, we spin our own yarn and where we end up is really in fact where we always intended to be" - Julia Glass

I find this quote over whelming.   How powerful is this quote?!

 I was told as some of you have read, i could not have children.  Then...  if i could have them, it would be very difficult. So, i said i would never have them. Married knowing this.   1 very sad loss but 3 children later...i then followed that never up with i would never love any other child as much as mine.

I never wanted to marry.  I didnt want to believe in it.  My own parents marriage had failed and i felt like most teens that they had destroyed my life.
I of course married with all the hopes and dreams of a young bride. Saying of course, i will never do to my children what was heaped upon me.  With all my might and self destruction, divorce was inevitable almost 10 years later.

I and my sibling endured a situation when we were young that we both reacted as adults,  the complete opposite. (text book i am told) Then again, i said: I will never put my children in a situation that would make me react the same as my parent.  Here i can say, different situation and i did react differently.  They came first.  That being said, damage was done.

My Memom (grandmother) had MS.  I was raised and taught by her to care for her and be prepared for her long and agonizing death.  I spent as much time with her as i could in the time that i had and said again... I never would allow anyone to be with her and see her through such pain at the end.  That did not happen.  I had my last beautiful baby and took her to meet my Memom, just after before i could get back.. that beautiful woman i loved so, left this world.  Without me beside her.

I am a complicated and twisted person.  Through in some laughter and sarcasm and as a young adult i was sure i would never find a career that i would be happy in and just accepted i would never settle.  As it turned out, i did not settle.  I had a very long career as a hair dresser that i was very sad to have to retire from too early. It not only catered to each part of me, i was able to take from it so much love and memories from so many angels that sat in my chair.

The way that i have lived my life and the age my own Dad passed i have always said i would never live to see my grand children and it has saddened me.  My son gave me a beautiful grand daughter.

I can go on and on with the Never's in my life.  My point to this is:
I am right where i said i would never be.  With an incredible man who loves me ... just for me. Who not only loves being a dad, wanted many more children.   Who has failed and fallen and understands high expectations.  I am the mother of 3 incredibly strong children.  I love his beautiful daughter very much.  I am the Mimi to a beautiful grand daughter.  I am able to help my step mother through her second time of Cancer, this one will in the end take her from me some day.  Having lost my Dad, this is an honor for me.  I am also able to be beside her mothers bed as much as possible as Hospice cares for her.
You see, in the end (not that i am done of course) I am right where i started or always wanted to be.  A mom, loved unconditionally and that caregiver that Memom taught me to be. Although, i was forced to retire early and then unable to work for a while, I have even found just recently in fact a very flexible job that gives me the luxury of getting out of the house (turns out i am not good at retirement), helping me continue to do all those NEVER'S.

So i challenge you, write those plans in pencil, with a good eraser.

Never say never......

Monday, October 27, 2014

Family, undefined - The biggest adventure babble

 Wow, i have not been able to do this in a long time.  Why?  Well i can think of several real reason's.  Then there are some silly one's, then there those that just smack you in the face.

I was told recently by someone "don't worry, i will never be your burden".  This from the same person that told me "You will lose your children in the life you live in".  Well, i have not lost my babies and a burden you will never be.  Some things we need to except, I will not only never understand this person, but i will continue to love and learn from them.  Redonkulous...but we all have our cross to carry.  Judgement will never be a part of my life, thank goodness.

Anywho,  I reflect.  Adulthood is what we spend recovering from our childhood.  My dad (the stories of his childhood are well less than i will type, lets just say he was a self made man) told me "i do this (whatever it was) for you and expect only one thing in return. Do more/better for you're children".  I offer and have paid for therapy.  There ya go dad.  From the mother of three of the strongest people i know.  Also, the mimi to what will be the strongest grand daughter.  For what you will have to face my toot, never feel alone and always meet that challenge head on.  You're daddy will pay for therapy.

Noodle salad..... Some people actually get that life.  I believe it is because they could not deal with much more.  Some of us are made to be 10 foot tall and bullet proof.  Some of us are not.  Period.  Not our's to choose.  Just how we were created.

I love movies.  I love books and i cherish music.  The last two were gift 's from my mom and dad.  Both, big book and music people.  I love that they gave me that.  The movie thing......  That is me.  In my adolescents i found refuge in books and music.  Although i appeared much an extrovert, i was very much an introvert.  My wit and sarcasm kept people at bay and i have found out later in life ... scared.  Reality can show,  i was actually an introvert.  Once again proving.... Do not judge a book by its size double D breasts.  (another topic for the tortured teen element) Movies, gave me what you would  call today as reality tv.  I could identify with the movie.  How could this be?

I leave this babble while continuing my most challenging journey to date (that includes birth, first two were a bitch).  Inner family (manic depressive/ocd vs. teenagers/college students and grand child) and external family (non blood related for those that care) I can say this of both.  Not giving up.  Sticking NMW, for how long and through it, now around it, under it or over it.  This has been....... The hardest adventure to date.    I cared for my maternal grandmother for years.  I could do anything a nurse could do.  I learned and did whatever she needed.  I was raised to understand it was not only my job but my gift. She made me understand at a young age that life is huge pain in the ass AND it will only get harder.  I learned this and still am.   I made tons of mistakes and have 3 of the greatest kids, in spite of me. I have found the love of my life in a package just as bruised as mine.

Now in retrospect what feels like a 100 years later, i am in a pickle.  Sour all the way around both internal and external.  Given the tools i have needed, thank you God... I will succeed and in that cope with what will be my final adventure.  Family.


blabber dedicated to my babies ... including you my toot.  What all of you will face, you will never face alone.  YOU will have each other.  Never take that for granted.

Monday, May 12, 2014

BAD DAYS

bad day for the witch.  this doesnt require anything to happen.  its just a bad day.  with age i have found that cooking.  being away from others as to not disturb or take out my senseless day on others, sleep, quiet and then i end up back in kitchen.  most of us tend to bake.....i being me (contrary and always complicated) make salads.  So what i have with this day is three different salads,a family that loves the imperfect overwelmed with too much sad reality, a new bottle of wine and God reminding me that in 24 hours.........I will feel so much better.  BE STILL  He said.

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

$ vs happy for me. . Another God lesson

So those roses were picked from my back yard.  My Very ocd/ar love and cares for our yard with soft kind hands.  You would never know this too look at him.

What you don't know to look at me is this.  I've had money. Made a whole lot of it even Owned a business, I married a man that never knew how not to be above a moderate income, and have lived very well on my own, certainly didn't want for anything. Bought my own roses, sometimes daily.
Now I have also been without a dime.   Been in such a bad way that I had to send my own children away for their financial being. Their Father did not  see that being with their mother was best and help me.  He held them financially hostage. 
My own father being raised very poor dug an early though wealthy grave for himself.   He was an amazing father.  But couldn't make enough money.
I dated a man for a very long time that would rather have money than love.
I stupidly married a second time he then kept my own money from me as a form of abuse and control.
So as you can tell. ..I'm not a fan of money.    These men..... I Didn't even mention a few women that stayed when they should have run or manipulated money to gain what they wanted. 
I find money makes things easier.   Obviously we need it to exist and for health.  I am a fan of living way below my means.  Keeping all that money in savings....Extra $ is fun, well earned and allows extras.  Savings and investments allow for fun later. 
Bottom line in my normal babble....I would rather have these hand picked flowers in a small house where you can't keep a secret long if you tried with cheap wine, paying it forward in drive thru lines and donating when i can then all the monetary items I've ever had.  I refer once again to those first 40 years.  Learn from them.  Love them.  Because happiness. .. is what you make it and how God carves it for you.  These roses. .are mine and free.  What's left in your world that is free?  I love my organized living chaos.
finally!

Tuesday, April 22, 2014

I'm not crazy, I'm a mom

I'm not crazy. Mentally challenged I'll go with, but not crazy. I have been out numbered by them for years. . Lol.   I  have lots of hats. My favorite is momma.  I want everything for my kids.   Don't we all? I panic,  I freak out,  I get scared and hurt for them and I'm their biggest fan.  They call me controlling. .. I call it momma.  The years are dwindling now.  Soon they will be gone.  All the choices. . Good and bad... What have they learned?  What will they take away from this time we have had together and apart?  I am not their punching bag but I am always here,  even when I'm not.  Jesus is and we both always have yourback.  With out Him,  this momma wouldn't make it through a day and neither will they.  Just babble today. . Back to no sleep and mom's taxi. .. Coffee!

Thursday, April 17, 2014

Scars

It is said time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain and in time the mind protecting it's sanity covers them with scar tissue and the pain lessons,  but it is never gone.- Rose Kennedy