Someone Remembers

The older we get the more we realize we are the
same person we once were but in an older body.
I marvel at the reminders around me of 1969.
The music, the cars, the reference to Easy Rider
and movies of that summer.

The ideals of peace and family back then are still
with me. Whether our nation ever got close to the
idea of living in peace here & abroad still seems
unattainable. Whenever we get near that end some-
one changes the course.

From the '70's I still relate to the same passionate
sense of working with teen-agers but now when I
give advise I laugh to think I am a grandmother.
Going to the grocery store and being carded to buy
beer is a joke after 40 years of being legal drinking
age.

Throughout it all there is still someone who remembers
my heart and my sense of humor.

Someone half my age
just let me know she got the smart ass comeback
comments from me in the office. I feel honored!
They shouldn't change seating arrangements in the
office if they want others to remain professional at
all times.

When I feel lost or in need of a card or letter to lift
my spirits I know someone who remembers my
heart will pull me through in this age of emails.

I recently learned a valuable life lesson about people
who enter our lives because of the attraction they feel
to our personalities. The problem sometimes in being
honest & open to who you are is that some only talk a good
game -they can't walk the walk. I never realized in all
these years that I became disappointed by those who
claimed to be something they were not because they
were attracted to the life I live. I move fast and I move
with purpose as you may realize if you follow my blog.

Someone in my life remembers who I am and is there
always in spirit to support my efforts. I am eternally
grateful for those few moments we share in emails or
in phone conversations to catch up on all that transpires
in our lives.

I hope someone remembers you and the feelings in your
heart. There is the person I remember also and I know
their heart and hope I make them smile too.

I Need Serious Help

While riding with my son & grandson a week ago
I was listening to one of the final mixes of my son
and his band's new cd. The first cut is grandson's
favorite because the chourus is, 'Ashes,ashes we
all fall down.' This is a rock tune not a children's
song.
The next song is my personal favorite. All of a
sudden I shoot grandbaby a look as he sings,
'I have no money to drink with. I need serious help.'

I now tell my son that should be fun on the first day
of kindergarten if he is singing that. 'Call from the school,
huh?' my son says.

Yeah where my parent/teacher conferences ended his
can now start. It will be fun to watch in a few years.

For What It's Worth

Not only is this '60's song part of my weekly playlist-
it is a song I frequently revisit in terms of who I was
as a hippie teenager. I am still that person in terms of
my beliefs.
I was totally against the Vietnam Conflict and today am
in the same frame of mind about the battles our military
faces today. Today the picture is much different as brave
men women face war side by side. Let's not even venture
into the recruiting process when I tried to join the Air Force
in 1969. I was rejected at month's end because the monthly
quota for women was reached. I told my recruiter that was
the one and only chance for my military service. Don't even
know how I would have gotten through boot camp. I have
never used a firearm in my life -how could I then?
Back to 'For What It's Worth'. What ever happened to
those ideals of everyone getting along? When did the
Peace Movement become violent? 'How can anyone be
right when everyone is wrong?'
Take some time to revisit this Classic Rock song by the
Buffalo Springfield and think about where our nation and
its idealistic college students took a wrong turn.
Music always reflects the culture of a certain period.
This song along with Fortunate Son and a handful of
others from the '60's will always raise the same questions.

Unresolved

Sometimes in passing I think there are things that always
remain unresolved. Maybe I can't believe that if words
were spoken and taken as truth many years ago then
that truth remains the same. I feel that you need to revisit
conversations and parting words and reinforce those words.
In my heart I know it's not necessary. If you commit to a
pledge or a vow then you need to stand by those words.
In today's world people speak all kinds of 'truths' to others
because it's what the other person wants to hear. Sometimes
you can be hurt beyond belief if one of those shady characters
just says words that have no meaning because they use them
on you to get their way.
I have always been a person of my word. I say what I mean
and I mean what I say. This is not to say I don't make judgement
errors -oh I do.
Those who know my heart will in time remind
me that the old truths are not unresolved -they still stand and
do not need to be revisited.
I daily thank God for those who have stayed true to their words
and who hold a loving place in my heart & soul. That's resolved.

Heart to Heart Conversation

There are times of small conversation between
my grandson and myself where we discuss our
newsy events that interest us both.
Over the Memorial Day weekend we had such
a chance to chat and catch up on the past week's
events.
I told him that his Dad introduced me to his
daycare provider when we were at the same
club listening to my son's band. I told grandson
that she was a very nice lady. His reply,
'Nana you are a very nice lady too!'
Gosh has he got me wrapped around his finger!

Cherish Women

When did it become ok to revert back to treating
women badly? Not only do men treat women badly
but women treat other women badly. Whether it be
gossip or just plain vulgar words that flow on the
internet.

There is a 'worst dressed list' and every other kind of
'put down' category in the media and even in our daily
lives. I should also mention there is a fair share of
'male bashing' out there.

Long ago I learned that women should be cherished.
When we are cherished we excel -we nurture those
around us-we share a partnership with our soulmate-
we laugh more frequently-we feel fulfilled-we feel the
courage to defend our ideals and protect our domain.
When I felt cherished I knew no boundaries. Now if
being cherished is not part of my daily life -I recall
when I was cherished and I can do great things -small
things-but with purpose.

Women give the gift of life. That is why they are to be
cherished. This wondorous task does not belong to the
male species -because he is to cherish & protect women.
She will stand behind him in partnership and protect the
children. If only it always worked that way.

Always Dance

Last night when I was watching my grandson I was in dinner mode.
It's dinner time -he must be hungry. Surprise!

He sees me come in the door and says, 'Nana-I want to dance! Dance
with me!' I say, 'Do you want dinner?' He says, 'No, let's dance -dance
with me.' I say as he takes my hands, 'Do you want music?' He replies,
'Yes' as we head to the living room to find the right kind of music on
Music Choice. We need a little rock and roll but not metal-although he
is used to his Dad's hard rock to heavy metal drum work.

Several weeks ago I was riding with my son and grandbaby. My son
was implored by grandson, 'Daddy play some music' Turning on the
radio to a preset smooth jazz channel my son comments, 'Is this ok or
do you want rock?' Grandson says, 'I want ROCK!' So rock it was.

Why don't we want to dance and listen to music? Sometimes the toddlers
know more than us.