Honestly, I will dance while I am doing the dishes or walking to the bathroom! LOL! If lil miss catches me shaking my groove, she smacks her forehead and shakes her head while laughing. I chuckle and dance right on by. Dancing makes me feel good and happy. I can even be seen, dancing in the car, as I drive! (I sing out loud then, too!)
When I was a little girl, I would go in to the bar at the bowling alley, to see my dad and he would drop some change into the jukebox and dance with me. Sometimes it was a sweet slow dance to “Always On My Mind” by Willie Nelson, or other times we would dance to “The Rose” by Bette Midler or “Islands in the Stream” by Kenny & Dolly. Dad liked to dance, and could really “cut a rug”! LOL!
My grandma would tell me stories of going to dances, when she was a girl. She always loved to dance and never missed an opportunity to tap her foot and break out in to a Jitterbug type of dance. When she was 89, we all went to a Bowling Hall of Fame dinner, and after dinner the band started to play. It wasn’t long before grandma had D-man on the side of the dance floor, dancing her heart out!
I, for one, don’t like to ask for help, and will keep silent. I know that it is partly pride, and partly upbringing, that makes me that way. Whether it is stress over bills, or whether I am doing all that I can to educate my children well, or feeling lonely on occasion for whatever reason. The feelings are kept within, more often than not. Sometimes keeping all of that in, results in the occasional rant to the oldest, when it bubbles up inside.
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Music is something I go to, trying to calm the emotions, before they become too much. To curb sadness, loneliness, or any other emotion that might crop up, there is a sound that soothes. It may be classical, Celtic, hard rock, sappy, love songs, or even something fun and spunky. It is kind of an inner thing, telling me what to listen to make me feel more at ease.
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Other times, I will turn to prayer, even though religion is hard for me to grab solid foundation in. I do have my beliefs and I absolutely have faith. Faith in one that loves me, accepts my faults, and only wants to protect and guide me. A faith that tells me that every struggle is as much the blessing as every bounty is too. A belief that I will never have to endure more than I can handle, though reminding myself of that must sometimes occur.
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Some days it is hard to remain silent and not ask for help, especially the family issues, that must remain that way. The occasional spaz out moment does occur, but I try to keep them at bay. For other days, I have found the ability to be silent and help myself through the emotions that hit. I am earning to let go of some of the worry, especially things that simply must take their course.
What ways do you deal with stresses, by keeping silent or asking for help?
Excitement builds as the storm rolls in.
A bolt of lightening flashes from within.
The sky darkens and winds start to swirl.
Rain falls as the storm begins to unfurl.
The rumble of thunder tearing through the sky.
The sound makes me smile, when I think of why.
A ball rolling down the lane, blasting at the pins.
Another strike to add to your wins.
Peace comes with each thunder storm.
Inside I feel happy and warm.
When I was a little girl, after my grandpa passed away, I was told that whenever the thunder crashed it was my grandpa bowling a strike. I was only about three and a half when he died, and I think that it was a way to explain his death without fear.
Grandpa owned a bowling alley in his younger years, and was an avid bowler, for much of his life. As were both of my parents, which made the sounds of a bowling alley, familiar and comfortable for me. Spending time at a bowling alley, was something that I did almost from birth.
Many years later, when my own mom passed away, we used that same analogy to help my kids deal with her death. I think it even brings a smile to their faces, whenever they hear the crash of thunder from above.
Does thunder make you smile? I would love to hear about it in the comments below!
My children and I spend much time talking, about this that and everything else. Normally, when they come in to chat, their dad is often in bed. And their voices are loud, and they tend to stand in the doorway directly across from our bedroom! I am constantly telling them to whisper and not be so loud!
If we are out at a store, often conversation turns a bit crazy, and when they should whisper they don’t. Speaking loudly, you know that their voice just carried at least 3 aisles over, and overheard by all in that vicinity! Why must I constantly say, “Shhh”! Only to be looked at quizzically as though I have the problem!
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Why, when I have a headache, must they come in, talking as if they were outside in the middle of nowhere! I don’t understand why it is so hard to learn to whisper, and the appropriate times to do so.
I have been blessed with three amazing children, and only the oldest has learned the art of whispering, at almost 22. Children, why are they so loud, about all that they do? I often times wish that there was a volume button.
I love them with all of my heart, but why are they so loud? Why can’t they learn to whisper?
Being able to pretend is a priority some days, I pretend to save my sanity, at least. Kids bickering and chores to accomplish, homeschooling and daily living, lead to stress and some days are more stressful than others. Luckily for me, I have always had an active imagination, sometimes a bit too much so, allowing me to be quite the daydreamer.
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When the kids are bickering, grouching, or whining about something, I pretend they are duct taped to the wall…including their mouths. I would of course make sure they had an airway! It helps me pretend to save my sanity, just visualizing them duct taped to the wall, and makes me chuckle! Of course, my children would likely enjoy it…especially if they could speak! My mom used to say to me, when I was being obstinate…”You would argue with God if given the chance!” Now I must admit that this was true of me, but I met my match…my hubby and my three beloved monsters! Karma at work!
Sometimes, when the bills get a little stressful and money is tight, I make sure to pretend that I have won a Publisher’s Clearing House sweepstakes…the big one! Hey a girl can dream right!?! I will be able to pay off my house, and tear it down! Do a re-build from the ground up, huge basement, open concept, 4 bedroom, 3 bath, ranch style house, complete with a massive deck, huge 2 car garage and a pool! We will be able to travel to all of the places we have dreamed of seeing, and maybe even buy a small motor home. D-man would have to have a new car, and maybe even pay his rent for him for a year, or just a nice bit to add to his savings. Savings accounts would be a must for the little ones, too. Oh this dream could go on forever! It helps me pretend to save my sanity!
Being able to pretend and use my imagination, has always been a coping mechanism for me. Some days it works and other days I just pretend to save my sanity!
Forty two years has brought a lot of changes through life, two marriages, three children, and a divorce. Along with that came, bills, bankruptcies, jobs, and other of life’s downs. Also bringing with it the blessing of family time, story time, vacation time, and all of life’s ups. All of those things have made me who I am with the changes through life.
Learning that there is no mistake in life only an experience to learn from them, which is the biggest advantage to these changes through life. The biggest lesson, I learned, is that the good comes with the bad and the bad comes with the good. That is what makes us stronger, in the end.
For me, all of the changes through life brought changes in attitudes, beliefs, and feelings. Through dealing with a parent’s death, growing pains of the teen years, marriage and motherhood very early, divorce, relationships, more kids, caregiver to a parent, and the loss of another parent, and any other life issue that arose is what brought about these changes in me making me who I am. Taking the difficult times, like stress over finances or illness, or other stresses and figuring my way through strengthens me.
I know that I will never be given any more troubles than I can bear. I will make it through because all of those changes through life have made me stronger and they won’t last forever, good times will come around. I will keep striving to do better and be better with those changes through life, because those learning experiences will be what guides the knowledge and life experiences that I share with my children to guide them in their own pursuits.
While changing the world would be a grand pursuit, that I would love to see, I think it is better to hope that the children will be the change the world needs. I would love to see a change of acceptance and most importantly love in this world we live in, but for now I am happy with the changes in me making me stronger, full of faith, love, and knowing that I am blessed in all things. Most especially in those changes through life.
What changes have driven you through your changes of life? Let me know in the comments below!
There are so many feelings and emotions in today’s society, and everyone wanting their voices heard. Sadly, what they are forgetting, during their noise, is that everyone else has those same rights, too. It could become exceedingly loud, and often does! I find it absolutely absurd to think that I would have the right to change how someone believes. I find it even more absolutely absurd for anyone to think that they have any right to change how I believe.
I am absolutely supportive of marriage and equality for all citizens of these United States, because that is their right, and we all pay taxes to support this government. I also believe that others have every right to believe it is wrong, and goes against the God they might believe in. But I find it absolutely absurd for them to think that they can change my mind, I could never spew such negativity towards a person because of who they love.
But now faith, hope, love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:13
Then there is all of the controversy over the Confederate flag, which I understand offends some people. I am so sorry for it being offensive to them, but that is part of the history of these United States and good or bad, it is what made us who we are. I find it absolutely absurd that anyone thinks they have the right to hide our history. Now I am a Caucasian female, and I can honestly say that I am not overly proud of “white history”. However, I don’t ever want to forget those horrible things in our past as I strive to rise above it, teaching my children to do the same.
“Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it” written by George Santayana (in The Life of Reason, 1905).
I also think that removing the Confederate Flag from the General Lee & removing The Dukes of Hazard from television, is absolutely absurd! That was the most un-hateful show ever!
It is so absolutely absurd to think that in today’s society, with all of our smarts and technology, we can’t figure out how to co-exist with one another. We are all the same, we love, feel anger, sadness, happiness, and we all think and breathe, but our differences make us unique. No one religion is more right than another, no race is more important than another, and no sex is better than the other. Talking, learning, and accepting help us grow as human beings.
I believe in Jesus, and have even been baptized in the Christian faith, but I believe in other things, too. I believe in the energy and power of the universe, and all that it entails. I believe that despite our differences, we’re not as different as one might think, and we might be able to learn something from one another. When we learn, we grow our minds and our hearts. It would be absolutely absurd of me to think that I couldn’t benefit from getting to know someone of a different belief system than me.
I truly find the drama of it all to be absolutely absurd. Getting along with each other would require so much less energy and peace could be bliss. I want my children to learn about all religions, nationalities, and regions of the world, because I want them to use that knowledge to understand our differences and accept others for the beauty in those differences. It is truly absolutely absurd to find it more acceptable to hate others for their differences instead of loving them for the unique beauty of their differences.
I for one, want to love the unique beauty in each of us, by welcoming all faiths, nationalities, race, and any other difference that we might have, because we are all something special. Because all of the hate is absolutely absurd! I accept all with respect and only ask the same in return…I don’t think that is an absolutely absurd thing to ask!