Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts
Showing posts with label childhood. Show all posts

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Bittersweet photo!

I found this little gem of a photo today, it was me in the first dress that I sewed. I was so stinkin proud of that dress. My friend's Mom helped me make it and it was like a whole other world of Creating and possibilities were opened to me! When I looked at this photo there was a bittersweet feeling that came over me. I was trying to think of the age I was there ( probably somewhere between 10-12 years old ). 
 You are probably wondering why it was bittersweet? Well it was sweet... because I was creating and that seemed to help me escape to a happier place. Bitter... because that was the height of my abuse that was going on by my Grandfather, and so you may look and see my smile... but I had a lot of pain behind that smile ( which is very common with victims of abuse ). 
It makes me have a ton of emotions when I look at it. I wish I could jump in the photo and just hold that little Lynn, let her know that she was beautiful inside and out...even though she didn't feel that way! I wish I could have told her that she would live through this, that she would meet and marry the most incredible man, the love of her life ( who would protect and love her forever ). I would tell her... that her dream of becoming a Mother, would come true, and that she would have 4 beautiful amazing children who would make her happier than even she could even imagine! I would tell her that her Crafts and Hobbies, (which seemed the only thing that took her to another place... a happy place) she would be able to continue to do, and be able to bless others from her creations. I would tell her that some day she would be brave enough to break a whole generation of Abuse ( and protect generations to come, by doing so ), she would become a Survivor! That she would be able to some day share her story and that by doing so...she could help others become Survivors too!
Then I would tell her that she would have the chance to be a Grandmother ( Nana ) and that she could share her love for creating with them too. I would tell her when she gets to be in her 50's she will be able to have the best job ever ( other than being a Nana ), she will teach others to create and share their creations!
Yes, I would hold her and tell her how much I love her and how proud I am of her... and to just hold on, because her life was just going to start getting better and better in just a few more years!

Good Night dear friends!

Thursday, October 23, 2014

It's a scary time of the year!

I was interested in this article, since this year I am trying very hard to stay healthy...especially during the flu season! Since we are talking about scary things... this close to Halloween, thought this is something everyone should read. I think my kids had all 3 of these medical problems, more than once in their life!
Motherhood is tough, but some times just knowing that your kid is not the only one going through it...can be a huge relief on your heart. The one that scared me the worst ( with each child ) was the Night Terrors. There is just something about being woken in the middle of the night to your child screaming, that is scarier than any Halloween costume!
So get ready for this season Moms!
Good Night dear friends!


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3 'scary' medical problems for kids

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By Melinda Rogers
For University of Utah Health Care BrandView
Published: Wednesday, Oct. 22 2014 2:00 p.m. MDT

   
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It's that time of year when creating the perfect look as a ghost or goblin means your child might win an award for best costume at a Halloween carnival.
Dressing up to appear scary is one thing but when a health condition causes red, itchy skin or watery eyes with a fever that creeps on unexpectedly, the problems can make mom and dad's heart jump more than any ghoul hiding in the shadows.
University of Utah Health Care's Nathan Bexfield, M.D., gives a rundown of some common ailments that can give parents a scare and offers tips for helping little trick-or-treaters get on the mend in time to enjoy one of the most fun holidays of the year.
Fifth Disease
One minute your child's skin is normal and the next thing you know, what appears to be a series of red welts have erupted. For a second, you wonder if your child has been slapped in the face.
But if other mild symptoms appear, such as a low grade fever, headache, runny nose, sore throat, itching and nausea, there's a chance your child could have Fifth Disease.
Fifth Disease is a viral illness that causes a condition called an exanthem, which is another name for a rash or skin eruption. Fifth disease is also known as "slapped cheek" disease because the rash can cause a child's cheeks to become quite red.
Fifth disease is spread from one child to another through direct contact with fluid from the nose and throat. It can also be spread through contact with infected blood. It is moderately contagious.
It's caused by the human parvovirus B19 and if your child picks it up during the winter months, he or she isn't alone. The disease is most common in the winter and spring among school-aged children.
Symptoms usually show up four to 14 days after being exposed to the disease. About 80 percent of children have very mild symptoms for about a week before getting the rash.
About 20 percent will have no symptoms at all before the rash appears. The rash generally starts on a child's cheeks but spreads to the trunk, arms and legs. It lasts about four days.
Physicians usually treat symptoms of Fifth Disease, but because it's a viral infection, there isn't a cure.
"We often recommend drinking fluids, taking acetaminophen or ibuprofen and using an antihistamine for itching," said Bexfield.
"It's also helpful to practice basic hygiene practices, like hand-washing with soap, and for little kids, remembering to cover their mouth and nose when coughing and sneezing."
He noted that pregnant women should try to avoid exposure to children diagnosed with Fifth Disease if possible.
"If a pregnant woman has been exposed to parvovirus, she should tell her obstetrician," he said.
Hand-Foot-and-Mouth Disease
What is Hand-Foot-and-Mouth Disease?
It's an illness caused by a virus that results in a distinctive rash. It causes small, blister-like bumps in the mouth, and a rash on the palms of the hands and feet.
The rash may also appear in the diaper area and on the legs and arms. The lesions in the mouth usually appear at the back of the throat.
Like Fifth Disease, Hand-Foot-and-Mouth Disease is caused by a virus. It's common in children, particularly children younger than age 10. It is seen most often in the summer and fall.
The virus is usually spread through fecal-oral contact, although other modes of transmission have been reported.
    "Unfortunately Hand-Foot-and-Mouth Disease is highly contagious. It's not uncommon to see outbreaks occur in daycares or in other places where young children are in close contact," said Bexfield.
    Symptoms include blister-like bumps in the mouth (usually near the throat and tonsils), the feet, and the diaper area, and rash on the arms and legs. Young children may also display a fever, lack an appetite and generally behave out-of-sorts.
    Hand-Foot-and-Mouth Disease is usually diagnosed through a visit to a health care provider. The rash and mouth blisters of hand-foot-and-mouth disease are unique, and usually allow for a diagnosis simply on physical exam. A swab of the throat or stool could be sent to the laboratory for testing, but results often take two weeks or more.
    There is no specific treatment for Hand-Foot-and-Mouth Disease, although increasing fluid intake, allowing for rest and using approved pain relievers can help with symptoms. In some cases, physicians may recommend an anesthetic mouth rinse to help with pain in a child's mouth.
    Night Terrors
    It seems like your child is in a blissful state, fast asleep after a long day. But just when you're finally finding some time to relax on your own, you're jolted by screams from your child's bedroom to find him screaming, kicking and thrashing all while he's still apparently asleep.
    The culprit may be a night terror, which is a partial waking from sleep where a child is frightened, but cannot be awakened. The child's eyes are open, but a parent often can't get him or her to pay attention.
    After anywhere for a couple minutes to a half-hour, the child usually falls back to sleep and often doesn't remember a thing in the morning (while you might still be worried about what happened).
    Night terrors, however, are common, says Bexfield. He recommends parents do the following to help a child through a night terror:
    •Try to help your child return to normal sleep. Do not try to awaken your child. Make soothing comments. Hold your child if it seems to help him or her feel better. Shaking or shouting at your child may cause the child to become more upset.
    •Protect your child against injury. During a night terror, a child can fall down a stairway, run into a wall, or break a window. Try to gently direct your child back to bed.
    •Prepare babysitters for these episodes. Explain to people who care for your child what a night terror is and what to do if one happens.
    •Try to prevent night terrors. A night terror can be triggered if your child becomes overly-tired. Be sure your child goes to bed at a regular time, and early enough to give him or her enough sleep. Younger children may need to return to a daily nap.
    He also suggests making an appointment with a pediatrician if night terrors continue to interrupt a child's sleep on a regular basis, or if a child does something dangerous during an episode.
    "While unsettling, night terrors are generally not harmful," said Bexfield. "But if they seem to be occurring on a frequent basis, it never hurts to get in touch with a doctor to talk more about the problem.
    Found the article HERE:
    PS Remember that Motherhood is tough...but you are tougher!
    A funny quote about good sleep. I'm playing that game where the floor is made of lava, so I obviously can;t get out of my bed or I'll die.

    Sunday, July 27, 2014

    Lemonade....anyone?

    I don't remember if I ever did a lemonade stand as a child, but we probably did. We moved to the country when I was 10, so it had to be while I lived in the city if I did. But I surely remember my kids doing them and that was a happy memory.


     Today Poppa and I stopped what we were doing and helped the girls do a lemonade stand for a couple of hours. We started off in the sun, but after 5 mins we realized our chocolate chip cookies were melting and so were we. So we moved over underneath our tree in the front and set  up shop there. Not a ton of people in the neighborhood today but the ones who came were very nice and sweet to the girls. I made this lemonade stand a year ago for my work. It was fun to finally use it. Still they have used it for other things at home, puppet theater, movie  and popcorn sells... lots of fun ideas if you have an imagination!
     Even in the heat...they were having fun, and learning lots about business in the sales world!

    Fun day, we will do it a few more times before Summer is over hopefully! 
    Speaking of the happiest things, listen to this song  that you can find HERE:
    It should bring a smile to your face for sure!
    Good night dear friends!

    "One of the luckiest things that can happen to you in life is, I think , to have a happy childhood. "   ~ Agatha Christie


    "Children can see magic...because they look for it! "   ~ Christopher Moore

    Thursday, September 19, 2013

    I love Fall!


    From the time I was little... my favorite season was FALL. As my children were growing up and I was working part time with painting and selling at the big Fairs around, then naturally I had a lot of decorations that I had made for each season. Then over 10 years ago I started quilting and now I have almost a few things made for each season too. Each season my kids could not wait to put up the decorations for each holiday. As they got older, they liked it being up but weren't thrilled to help get the boxes out of the garage to put up:) Funny how that works.
    The tradition has passed over with my grandchildren, they love all the decorations and remember each year, certain ones that are their favorites.

    It was funny because the other night Lauren said, " Mom, we need to put up Fall decorations" I said  "well, it is almost fall, but not till next week actually". She didn't care, she still put on the tea pot and make some hot apple cider, got a new sweater from the 2nd hand store and then spent the rest of the day and night hauling out boxes from the garage (by herself ) and totally set up Fall. I loved it, she (like when she was a kid ) got excited about all the things she started pulling out of the boxes. It was fun to see and a big help to me of course.
    Anyway, the days are getting shorter and there is definitely a nip in the air...I love Fall too!
    Good night dear friends!

    LOVE FALL.This quote ( above ) could totally be Lauren's Life Motto!

    Thursday, August 29, 2013

    How to show up for your LIFE!

    Read this article here: and thought what a neat thing all of us should remember. I think when we are children...we are there and present in our life. Somewhere between childhood and now...we might have lost part or all of ourselves. What a neat reminder!
    Good night dear friends!


    How To Show Up For Your Life
     
    I learned this really cool term last week.  “Self abandonment”.  This is when you plan on going to the gym but end up eating ice cream bars and watching hours of stuff you can’t even remember you watched on Hulu.  This is when you don’t want to send that email or that text to that certain someone but you are feeling lonely and act from that place.  It’s when you choose activities that numb you out, take you out of your integrity, or deter you from your true path. 
     
    The worst betrayal is when we betray ourselves.  When we betray ourselves, we are treating ourselves as someone who is not worthwhile.  Learning how to show up for yourself will keep you clear, directed, and more able to connect with the people you love. 
     
    Showing up is:  to be clearly visible.  Do you allow people to see who you really are?  Can you be authentic in your own life?  Showing up is:  To put in an appearance, to arrive.  Have you “arrived”?  Did your completely present self make it to brunch?  Your body may be there but is your mind and spirit at the table as well? 
     
    Are you actually living within your life right NOW?  Or are you living in past defeat and future worries?  When you are really showing up, life feels richer, simpler and more golden.  Small shifts equal big change!  Try these tips to reconnect with yourself. 
     
    Awesome wedding day idea - photo of flower girls holding hands on the beach! | Brovado
     Got photo from here:
    Drop Your Story  Your life interpreted through the filter of your story means that every negative thing that happens to you cements your downtrodden version of your life.  Change your story and change what you start attracting. 

    Do A Media Cleanse
    Get off your electronics!  Are you enjoying your dinner or are you enjoying how cool people think your dinner looks on Instagram?  Are you missing out on what’s happening right in front of you because you are so absorbed in what happened 5 minutes ago in someone else’s life
     
    Seek Peace & Quiet
    Mind noise.  Subway noise.  Street noise.  Social media noise.  It all adds up to constant mental chatter.  Find a quiet place.  Go to it regularly.  It is impossible to tune into what we need if we don’t seek out space for our thoughts to percolate. 
     
    Be Aware Of How You Really Feel
    Try this powerful exercise for a full day.  Check in with yourself every 15 minutes.  Ask yourself three questions-How do I feel?  What do I need?  What do I want?  Are you tired, hungry, worried?  Do you need a glass of water, to step away from your computer or to connect with a friend?  Taking yourself off autopilot brings you back into your body and mind.  Consciousness around your feelings and desires reconnects you with YOU.
     
    Do You
    Always be a first rate version of yourself, not a second rate version of someone else.” ~ Judy Garland. 
    You are the gift.  Even with frizzy hair, even when your skin looks bad, even when you feel nuts.  We can’t connect with your layers of insecurity.  We can’t connect with your puffed up chest or your title.  Strip down the layers and reveal yourself.  You are enough.  You are golden.  We want to connect with the real you.  Allow us to by standing in your power. 
     
    (Re)Connect With Your Dreams
    Are you living the life you’ve dreamed of?  If not, WHY not?  When did you decide to take this path?  How can you course correct?  You have to know what you want to get it.
     
    Your Needs Are Valid.
    This can be a daily affirmation or mantra.  Use it when you start rationalizing someone else’s bad behavior.  Use it when you are afraid to have a difficult conversation.  You are important.  You matter just as much as anyone else.  Feel it in your bones.
     
    Eat Well and Sleep Soundly
    Meet your basic needs every day!  Please sleep and nurture your body with quality nutrition every day.  It is very difficult to stay emotionally even keel when we are exhausted or frazzled from a sugar or caffeine buzz.  Be kind to yourself.

     
    Know What You Are Communicating With Your Energy
    You are responsible for the energy you bring into the room.” ~ Iyanla Vanzant
    Be aware of the energy you are bringing into any situation.  Do you show up with anger, with anxiety, with your mind on other things, with love?  Whether you are with your beloved, your family, or a group of people, your energy contributes to the dynamic.  Look at what you are bringing to the mix and be conscious.
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     


    Monopoly... not my favorite game!


    First of all let me explain...when I was little I had 3 older brothers, and the one brother that I was closest in age to, is the one that I spent the most time with (obviously). However, we were as different as Night and Day. He loved to play board games...I on the other hand loved to be playing with blocks or creating something with my crayons and paper. Board games always made me feel BORED! But since we were always together, we ended up playing a lot of board games non-the-less.

     Monopoly was my brother's favorite game, he was amazing at it. I on the other hand was always in debt ( to him ) or in Jail...so why would I want to keep playing that game over and over again?
    In my defense...I was an energetic child and doing anything that required me to be still and sit for awhile, seemed like torture...unless I was creating something with my hands.
     So when I read this quote the other day, it made me laugh. I remember my Mom telling me "Lynn, the rules are... if you start a game you need to finish the game", so I tried not to start too many of them with my brother who obviously was the KING of Board Games! :) 
    Yes, this was another childhood memory that needs to be recorded... in my defense :)
    Good night dear friends!


    "Nobody ever reads the
    rules for Monopoly...
    except when an argument
    breaks out."

    Monday, June 10, 2013

    Did you have your C.O.C.?

    I have had a great week, busy but good. Then by Friday my back went out again so it has been a bit of a tough weekend. Still, thinking about all the good things that happened ...and all the great people I have met or been with this week, I can say it was a Good Week!. I have made a few new friends lately ( I know you probably aren't surprised ) but I am always admiring the ones who had such a tough childhood and continue to want to make life different and even better for their children. Many of us did not have our C. O. C. ( (Childhood of Choice ) but still we have been able to learn and grow from it ...then stop the abusive or negative behaviors that we grew up with....all in the hopes to have our kids be safe and to have their lives be better than ours. I have looked up to my husband Jeff, ever since I have known him. He did not grow up with his C. O. C. either, but still he has become an incredible Dad and great Husband, despite his lack of example to teach him those things. We know others who have done the same and I really admire them and their strength and courage.
    I also have talked to 3 individuals who they or someone they know have been effected by Cancer. Wow, that has been quite a few just in the last 2 months. My heart breaks when they tell me, for I can see and certainly remember the same fear in my eyes...that I see in theirs. Life is full of lessons isn't it and it is also about choices.


    Just in closing, let me tell you about one simple choice that I made 35 years ago today and how it has changed my life forever. 35 years ago, this young nice looking, college guy from church asked me out. I was so excited, I had been secretly been hoping he would asked me out, ever since his old girlfriend left out of town. ( I know that sounds bad and she was a friend of mine too but...still I wanted him to go out with me!!! ) And so he did, I can still remember sitting on our porch waiting to hear his car come up the road. ( Yes, I lived a mile up a dirt road, did I mention I was from West Virginia? :) As soon as I could see the car coming, I went back into the bathroom to triple check my hair and make sure I looked as good as possible. My Grandmother was sitting out on the porch, she wanted to meet this young man that I had been talking so excitedly about, for awhile. So she was the first person he met, we still laugh to this day because my Grandmother said later, that she liked him and she thought he was very handsome, even thought he looked like Tom Selleck ( the movie star ). The reason we still laugh about it is because my Grandmother was legally blind and deaf. So Jeff didn't really think that was a good judgement of a compliment! :) But she was right, he was a great guy and one of the best that I had ever dated, plus terribly handsome! And since my dating years began way...before they should have. I had dated quite a few guys before him.
    Yes, that one little decision 35 years ago, lead to another date and another date ....until 4 years later, and then we were married!  So I know it seems silly to celebrate the Anniversary of a First Date...but this wasn't any old First Date... it was the First Date with the man that I was going to marry for Eternity. Now that is worth celebrating! I still get excited when he is about to come home, still run in the bathroom and make sure I look my best...gee how fun to still be in love with someone 35 years later, actually I love him even more today!
    So even though I might not have had the C. O. C., I did get the man of my dreams and that has made all the difference in my life and the life of our kids and now our Grandkids! Yes, little ( but good )  choices can lead to very big and good things!
    So a good question to ask yourself tonight is .... Did you have the C. O. C. ? And if you did or didn't, how have the choices you made...been good or bad for your life? Just a thought!
    Good night dear friends!

    Friday, December 14, 2012

    Christmas Spirit!

    Tonight was our family Christmas Dinner and Party. I don't have the photos yet, so I will share with you one of my favorite Christmas poems. This is why I want Christmas to be celebrated all year long. Wouldn't the world be a better place if we did?
    Good night dear friends!

    I am the Christmas Spirit

    I enter the home of poverty, causing pale-faced children to open their eyes wide, in pleased wonder/
    I cause the miser's clutched hand to relax and thus paint a bright spot on his soul.
    I cause the aged to renew their youth and to laugh in the old glad way.
    I keep romance alive in the heart of childhood, and brighten sleep with dreams woven of magic.
    I cause the eager feet to climb dark stairways with filled baskets, leaving behind hearts amazed at the goodness of the world.
    I cause the prodigal to pause a moment of his wild, wasteful way and send to anxious love some little token that releases glad tears--tears which wash away the hard times of sorrow.
    I enter dark prison cells, reminding scarred manhood of what might have been and pointing forward to good days yet to be.
    I come softly into the still, white home of pain, and lips that are too weak to speak just tremble in silent, eloquent gratitude.
    In a thousand ways, I cause the weary world to look up into the face of God, and for a littlee moment forget the things that are small and wretched.
    I am the Christmas Spirit!  ~ E.C. Baird

    "The real Christmas comes to him who has taken Christ into his life as a moving, dynamic, vitalizing force. The real spirit of Christmas lies in the life and mission of the Master....

    "If you desire to find the true spirit of Christmas and partake of the sweetness of it, let me make this suggestion to you. During the hurry of the festive occasion of this Christmas season, find time to turn your heart to God. Perhaps in the quiet hours, and in a quiet place, and on your knees—alone or with loved ones—give thanks for the good things that have come to you, and ask that His Spirit might dwell in you as you earnestly strive to serve Him and keep His commandments" ~ Howard W. Hunter

    Saturday, December 8, 2012

    Christmas Miracle!

    When I was a little girl, I remember getting on my best Christmas outfit on and standing in line with my Mom to see Santa at the Sears and Roebucks store. I think we stood there for a long time, because I remember my Mom saying her back was hurting. It felt like forever for me too, because I wanted to get the Christmas ring that changed pictures when you turned it certain ways. I remember seeing it at the store earlier, and then when they said that Santa was going to give them out... I knew I had to go see him.
    Of course as kids sometimes do, as soon as it was my turn I turned shy and did not want to go sit on his lap. I remember my Mom being so frustrated with me. I finally started crying, I am not sure if the tears was because I didn't want to sit on that strangers lap ( I knew he was one of Santa's helpers... he didn't really look like Santa). Or the tears could have been because I felt guilty that we stood there so long and then I didn't want to go. Whatever, I remember an awlful ride home without the ring or candy cane. Finally a day or so later...Mom gave it to me. Finally I had the magical Santa Ring!!!
    When I saw this phot of Kai's first time visiting Santa... I totally understood!
    Angie and Jenny came today and played the whole time with Santa's Reindeers, we even had to make a new collar for Rudolf. Maybe if Kai could have held one of the reindeers, he would have done better! But he is still so stinkin cute, even crying! Love and miss my boy!

    Why is it that when this wonderful season comes around, my heart gets to hurting because all of my family isn't near? Just would love a Christmas miracle, where we all could be together for Christmas!

    Well, part of my Christmas wish came true yesterday when my brother and sister-in-law called and said that they bought me a ticket to come see them and the rest of the family for 6 days! I leave tomorrow! YEAH! Can hardly wait and then by the time I get home ... Lauren will be coming soon! Thanks Neal and Shirley for making my Christmas wish come true! Now I need to go pack! :)
    Good night dear friends!
    " The best of all gifts around any Christmas tree; the presence of a happy family all wrapped up in each other. "  ~ Burton Hillis 

    Thursday, December 6, 2012

    A child at heart!

    When a friend of mine came over the other day to look at my Christmas decorations,I explained all the things that I had up. Like the Old TV Night light with Rudolph on the screen. I told her that when I was a child, that movie was the first one we would see on TV after Thanksgiving, it was my favorite Christmas movie ( now I have many favorites). Then we walked around and talked about all the other things that meant so much to me. She then said " Lynn you are just a child at heart aren't you? " I guess I am. I just feel because I missed so much of my childhood, I promised if I ever grew up and had a family...that I would make sure my kids and my grandkids would have the best childhood ever! That has always been my goal! I am so thankful I was able to achieve that!
    It was important for me as a new Nana to have a nativity that the kids could not only touch but really play with. This Fischer Price Nativity is something I got on my first Christmas as a Nana. When you push the angle on top of the manger ... a light shines down on baby Jesus and it plays Away In A Manger. Love it, and so do the kids!
    My bear collection has now advanced to bears for all the different holidays. These cute Elf bears proudly sit in the living room and help bring the some Christmas Cheer. I also have 6 Christmas mice that are hidden all over the room and the kids try to find  their new hiding places each time they come over!

    Each year when I was doing my business, I painted a new Santa Claus, so here is my Santa collection. Look really hard, because I believe I see another Christmas mouse near the Santas!

    Everyone has a handmade quilted stocking by Nana. You can see the spot that is open for Kai's when I get it finished ( which needs to be soon  ), and we need to put them even tighter together, when Miss Audrey gets here ! If you look real close under the stockings on the right hand side near the Santas, you will see 9 stuffeReindeers. We have all of them named ( of course they are the same names as Santa's reindeers! ) Even Rudolph is there. Oh my goodness, I think I found another Christmas mouse too!

    Yes, I love Christmas and everything about it!

    Wednesday, July 18, 2012

    Residual?


    I was talking to Jeff the other night on our walk about some struggles I am still having with my self image. Even though I have lost 19 pounds with Weight Watchers and have kept that off for 5 weeks during my maintenance, still because I am no longer losing, I am struggling with what I see in the mirror. I talked to my Weight Watchers teacher about it, and she gave me some ideas on how to work on that. But I think that Jeff said it the best when he said " Lynn, you have come so far from your past and childhood, but still I think it is only natural to have some left over RESIDUAL... that you will have to keep working on from time to time." After looking up the word...
    What does Residual mean?
    Something left after other parts have been taken away

     I believe it is so true, these photos that I took while back in West Virginia prove that...

     This is a photo of my home where I lived from the time I was born till the age of 10.
     

     The good memories... that was my Aunt Ina's home, we lived with her. She was really like a Mother to me, she protected me as much as she could. I spent a lot of time in the attic apartment where she lived. My grandmother Johnson lived right across the street a few doors down and her home was a safe place for me.
    Bad memories... That was the home where my other grandparents came and visited a lot. My grandfather picked me up from this home. There was also a lot of racial conflict at the time 1960's and so there were riots and a lot of things like that going on, especially at night.

     This is a photo of the building that used to be my Elementary School



     
    Good memories...my best friend Kathy and I had a lot of fun together
    Bad memories... I didn't do well at school and because of my abuse, paying attention to school was the last thing on my mind. So it was a place of huge stress! I seemed to survive in Art and Gym and that was about it. It also had a lot of racial problems in the school between the kids too, so daily I seemed to be in a fight before, during or after school.

      Ritter park, a park near our home.

     
    Good memories...Jeff and I spent a lot of time here on our dates! We came here as college students and hung out and played tennis. After Jeff and I were married and Amy was born. We had her Birthday party here.
    Bad memories...this is the park where we had my Grandfather's family reunions some time, not fun!

     This is a Root Beer and Hot dog place that we went to, it is a Drive In.





     Good memories...it was always fun and I remembered how good the Root beer was. I especially remember how fun it was being in the car together as a family and doing something fun.


    Bad memories...none really other than it was in West Virginia!
    So I guess it it true, life is full of thoughts, memories, fears and concerns. I am grateful that I have lost the extra weight, and I do sometimes look in the morning and see a healthier Lynn and one who looks more accepting. Still there are days that I look in the mirror and see someone opposite of that. So, I guess that means I still have some residual left and so I will continue to work on that each day! Life is hard but I do personally know, it is worth it! Thanks for going down MEMORY LANE with me tonight! :)

    "Simplicity is making the journey of this life with just baggage enough. "













    Wednesday, May 23, 2012

    Anchor Memories!

     I loved this article by Jason Wright about anchor memories. It is a bit long but worth the read, and the reminder for all of us to create anchor memories with those we love!
    Good night dear friends!   ( Of course that handsome little guy is my new grandson isn't he the cutest? Can't wait to make some anchor memories with him! )                             


                            Summertime is the perfect time to create anchor memories

    I was sitting in a sticky fourth-grade classroom on a May morning in 1981. The subject was Boring 101 and I was acing it.
    Then a voice from above shattered the monotony of math by inviting me via scratchy intercom to pack my things and meet my parents in the front office. I smashed my things into my “Alf” backpack and sprinted down the hallway like a prisoner escaping the "Green Mile."
    My parents had already signed me out and were waiting at the front door of Rose Hill Elementary School in Charlottesville, Va. As an older child I might have been worried that something drastic had happened. Had my parents made good on their threat to send my brothers to reform school? Had the spaceship finally returned for my sister? But when you're 9, all you care about is getting off school property before someone changes their mind.
    We stepped into the parking lot and I saw a glimpse of heaven. A red Pontiac Firebird sat in the circular driveway in front of the school. “Want to go for a ride?" Dad said.
    “Are you kidding? Are ROLOs a food group?”
    So began one of the most memorable days of my childhood. My father had been called up to a meeting at the Pentagon in Washington, D.C., and at the last minute decided to upgrade his Uncle Sam rental car from his own pocket to something a little sportier. He'd convinced my mother to join him for the day and to bust me out of school. I don’t want to exaggerate, but it might have been the single greatest decision of their parenting careers.
    I was thrilled that my mother let me ride up front while she sat in the back and knitted all the way to Washington. While my father was in his meeting, my wide-eyed mother and I got a tour of the Pentagon from a man with enough metal on his chest to build a Zeppelin.
    Later, on the drive home, my father felt morally obligated to test the upper limits of the speedometer. Because my father is no longer alive to defend himself and because my mother occasionally reads my columns, I will not report the actual speed. Let’s just say that the only time I’ve been faster in a vehicle, the bumper didn’t say "Pontiac." It said "Delta."
    Yes, it was a memorable day. It was an adventure I remember with laser clarity.
    It was an anchor memory.
    Do you have anchor memories with your parents? Children? Siblings? They are the handful of key experiences from life that stand above all of the other Christmases, birthdays, school concerts and vacations. Those are all important and memorable, but most blur together through time and duplication.
    What are my other anchor memories? Making a funny holiday video for our extended family 2,000 miles way. The night my father bought the first CD player when they hit the shelves at the local Sears. It was so big, I’m surprised it fit in the trunk. The only CDs they had for sale were by the Boston Pops and Lionel Richie.
    My mother has made anchor memories with me, too. I recall the day President Ronald Reagan was shot and how my mother tearfully explained it all to me after school. She sat at a wooden frame in the living room tying an orange-and-green quilt and I sat underneath it eating peanut butter-and-jelly sandwiches. Many years later we drove cross country together and remembered that anchor memory while making another.
    Anchor memories: These are the ones our children hang on to when life becomes a storm they do not think they can survive. They are the anchors to family when we are tossed violently across the ocean by choices, temptations and the countless winds beyond our control.
    Anchor memories: I wonder if my own four children think they have any yet? Would they name a vacation? A blanket fort in the basement? A trip to the zoo? Ice cream in their PJs?
    Or would they struggle to think of a time I didn’t have my phone to my ear or a manuscript on my lap?
    Anchor memories: Will you make one this summer? Maybe two? Will you turn off your phone, your job and the white noise of adulthood to share an experience your children will remember in 10, 20 or exactly 31 years? Will you create a memory too big for a scrapbook?
    Will I?
    Read more of Jason Wright's words here:

    "Memory is a child walking along a seashore.  You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things."  ~Pierce Harris

    "We do not remember days; we remember moments."  ~Cesare Pavese

    Tuesday, January 17, 2012

    We will be best friends forever!

    Last night Angie had her Monthly SLEEP OVER AT NANA’S. It has become a real important event, especially since Jenny was born. It seems like they compete about everything, so this is one night and day that Angie and I have alone. It shouldn’t be too long before Jenny gets to come over for her SLEEP OVER WITH NANA. Today was even extra special, because it snowed! We don’t get snow here very often so it has been a real treat for all of us. Usually a sleep over involves a movie and popcorn, making some type of craft, cooking something and just basically hanging out together. Today we decided to watch a Christmas movie. ( oh come on, I know it’s over but…there is snow outside, my Christmas decorations are STILL up and she is only 5 and loves Christmas as much as her Nana does) . Sooooo we watched this one called A GOLDEN CHRISTMAS. I don’t want to ruin the movie for you  ( I know you are going to run out and rent it right away) Smile but I need to share with you one part. It is the part where a 9 year old girl and a 10 year old boy are friends and spend a whole summer together at a camp, before they part to go to their homes, they made a time capsule out of an old lunch box. They put their treasures and memories in there, and then they never saw each other again, until…. oh I don’t want to ruin it for you!

     

    But the point is this….after the movie Angie REALLY wanted she and I to make a Time Capsule of our own. So that’s what we did for the next little while. We found a tin can, cute but not as big as a lunch box. Then we put things in there that we liked …her favorite couple of rings…because we both like jewelry, a homemade Christmas ornament…because we both love Christmas, a rubber squid….? not sure about that, a decorated box… because it looked like it was a treasure, a heart from Build a Bear…to remind us to always share with Others, a bracelet and a few other precious things. Then we wrapped up the box and buried it in the back yard, we had to be careful where to bury it …because all of our family pet Guinea Pigs are buried out there too! Smile Then we did a pinky promise and next we wrote it on the calendar to dig it up on Christmas this year. That seemed like a LONG time for her. The last thing we did was she whispered in my ear…You will be be my Best Friend Forever! I repeated the same to her.

    I love doing this type of things with my kids and now my grandkids! I love that we really do get to stay best friends forever. I am glad to know that Families are Forever! Someone once said to me…you are a great Grandmother! Well, I really should be…I missed soooooo many things like this in my childhood, that I have always strived to give it to my kids and grandkids…actually any kids I meet. I think they should feel like the most important person in the world to someone. I think they need to feel LOVED! I think they need to enjoy their childhood, I miss that I didn’t get one. So I will strive the rest of my life to make sure that every kid I meet has one with lots of wonderful memories,  and knows that they are important to their MOM, NANA, AUNT LYNN, SISTER LYNN or whatever they call me. I really think that can make a difference in their lives…for the better.

    So the truth is …I get a lot from all these special moments too! I get new wonderful memories, new friends and family and a LOVE that is FOREVER, I hope I never let Angie or any kid down in this area of my life! It is vital I believe. Yes, childhood is the best …or should be! Thanks to all of you who have shared your family with me! I truly do love all of them! Being a Grandparent… is just ICING ON THE CAKE!!!

    Good night dear friends!

    “The things which the child loves remain in the domain of the heart until old age. The most beautiful thing in life is that our souls remaining over the places where we once enjoyed ourselves”    ~Kahlil Gibran

    “It is never too late to have a happy childhood”     ~ Tom Robbins  

    "The soul is healed by being with children."    ~ English Proverb