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Life can become pretty “Ho, Hum”.  We go about our days filling it with the necessary.  We make plans for interaction.  We plan for the future to do something ” interesting”.  The daily monotony can get old fast.  When I was a younger woman, it seemed that I had less monotony.  With the raising of three active children and managing my married life, I felt at times as though I had very little time to think of thinking or doing anything beyond my daily obligations.  Now, as I am in “middle age”, single and my children are grown,  I can find myself feeling stuck.  I am not a person who enjoys “ho, hum”.  I really like challenges and am so excited for another event to come to town.  I love to go see any Art openings, Symphonies, Operas, Ballets, Concerts and I usually have tickets ready to take advantage of some new adventure.  One of my recent favorite things that I am doing, is taking classes at the Denver Art Students League.  It is a wonderful place and for 3 hours each week, I can draw in charcoal and loose my thoughts.  Today, I was thrilled to hear of the story of the young man, Sage Kotsenberg, who, inspirationally, won the Olympic Gold Metal at Sochi, in Slopestyle Snowboarding.  When asked he replied ” I never even tried it before” speaking of his routine, and then he said ” I never tried it in my life.”  Of course, we know he tried snowboarding, and would not have been where he was, if not already a champion, but how amazing that he showed up, took off and did something original! We each get that opportunity everyday,  to do something original.  Walk through that gate and make a change.  It has nothing to do with anyone else.  It is your life!  What is keeping you from starting your new adventure?  Time is marching on.Image


I recently got an email from one of my children.  Contemplation was going on about Authentic Happiness and this child shared a link from the University of Pennsylvania where they are conducting a study on Happiness.  You can find it at  I am a firm believer that Happiness is a choice that we each wake up to each morning.  As Tom Petty says in his Song,  “Somedays are Diamonds and Somedays are Rocks”.  We are NEVER, EVER going to have everyday in our life to feel Great!  And, would you?  I realize now as I look back over my life, that some of my biggest challenges in my life provided such amazing growth in me and that I would not be the “Happy” person that I am if I had not gone through those trials.  I am one though, that thinks that Happiness is a problem in our society.  Everyone thinks that they deserve to be Happy.  We have so many “victims”.  It is the (if I had this, I would be happy) syndrome!!!  Why not turn it around and say, “I have everything that I need right this minute, and I am going to put a huge smile on my face”.  Have you noticed that if you walk past someone and smile that they normally smile back?  Happiness is a choice.  We chose to be happy.  This affects everyone around us.  Tomorrow, give it a try.  Wake up.  Put a smile on and go to work.  Walk in,  greet everyone with affection and tell them something that you value in them.  It is contagious!  Image

I grew up in Oklahoma.  Moved to Colorado and lived here for many years, moved to Texas and now I am back in Colorado.  I love Colorado.  I loved Oklahoma.  I loved Texas.  I am single.  My children are grown and living their lives.  I have begun to think of how I would feel about moving again?  I think that I could be happy nearly anywhere.  While I probably would not think it possible to live happily in a Third World Country, I do believe that I could, and be content.  Image   I visited New Guinea several years ago and found that the people there, loved their lives.  They new nothing else.  I left my marriage and chose to travel extensively.  I did the “Eat, Pray, Love” thing!  Traveling alone is one of the greatest gifts that I have ever been able to give myself.  Traveling, Period, is just the most wonderful thing that anyone can do for themselves.  I have recently been considering what it would be like to take a position in another city and move again.  The idea makes me so excited.  I probably could never stop cheering for my Denver Broncos but  the thought of a new place to explore and fresh faces makes me happy.  My feeling is that you cannot have too many friends.  I started this blog for my own therapy.  To wrap my arms around my thoughts and dreams.  What if you just put it out there that you could go Anywhere and see what would happen?  I am going to give it a try.  

Well, I know that there has been much written and talked about regarding Retirement Communities and the things that happen behind closed doors.  I have an amazing story to tell.  My Mother and Father were married for 58 years.  Not, 58 blissful years, but 58 years, non the less.  58 Years of commitment to someone, day in and day out is something to celebrate.  It becomes a habit of sorts and if you have been married for 58 years, you married at a young age and grew up together.  This was the way for many of our parents.  There was no thinking of parting ways. While many were “lucky” to meet someone compatible and ready to meet the challenges of life, there were probably few who were “soul” mates.  My Father passed away nearly two years ago.  We went through the mourning and the sorting out of life’s possessions and moving Mom into a retirement community.  It was a challenge.  

Two months after Mom moved in, a gentleman moved in to the Center.  My Mom is 81.  This man is 94.  He took a liking to my Mom and at dinner they became “dancing partners”Image.  He, is 94 but would pass for 65-70 years.  Fast-forward and today they live together.  I have never witnessed such Love.  Doug has said that he has never felt this way for another woman, even though he was married for over 60 years.  They have “True Love”.  They have realized the importance of Life, and how very precious it is.  They wake up in separate bedrooms, but they spend valuable time together and I do not believe could be living as happily alone as they are together. Life is truly amazing and so worth living.  I sure hope that I don’t have to wait until I arrive at my retirement community to realize my “True Love”.

I was sitting and having my lunch about two weeks ago.  Checking my messages and reading my emails on my telephone, that day, I had received a text message from an old friend.  He wanted my email address. Our reunion is approaching, and I thought, “he wants me to be on a committee”.   I remembered him fondly, and sent my email right away.  Now,  It has been two weeks, nearly, and we have been writing each other back and forth.  We have not seen each other for nearly 30-40 years!  With the invention of Social Networking, which I am very pleased, it has allowed many of us to rekindle relationships that would have been lost.  We have all heard of the World War 2 Veteran who found his long, lost, love, many years later.  It has been said that “Life is like a River, that never stands still, and never permits you to relive the same moment twice”.  Like a snowflake, one moment is never like another.

“Nostalgia is like a “devise that removes the ruts and potholes from memory lane.”  Yesterday, I spoke to my friend for nearly 5 hours.  So much catching up to do.  He sat behind me in History class in High School.  While I am so very excited to re-meet this person, I already see how very much history 40 years have added to our stories.  I am staying focused and looking forward to today and NOW!  I am not anxious a bit.  I am very excited and happy.  Life is just such an adventure.  Stay Tuned!Image

I was given a gift.  A little book.  Called THE DASH,written by Linda Ellis and Mac Anderson. This is something for everyone to remember.

I read of a man who stood to speak

            at a funeral of a friend.

He referred to the dates on the tombstone 

                  from beginning….. to the end.

He noted that first came the date of the person’s birth

          and  spoke of the following date with tears,

But he said what mattered most of all….

                              was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time

                   that he spent alive on earth

And, now only those who loved him 

                             Know what that little time is worth.

For it matters not, how much we own, the cars, the house, the cash…

                                  WHAT MATTERS IS HOW WE LIVE AND LOVE… AND HOW WE SPEND OUR DASH.

SO, think about this long and hard:

                    Are there things you’d like to change?

   For you never know how much time is left

                                that still can be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough,

                to consider what’s true and real…

                                           and always try to understand the way other people feel.

                                 And be less quick to anger

                                      and show appreciation more

                                 and love the people in our lives….

                                           LIKE WE’VE NEVER LOVED BEFORE.


               And more often wear a smile….

       remembering that this special dash

                     might only last a little while,

SO WHEN YOUR EULOGY IS BEING READ…with your Life’s actions to rehash…

would you be proud of the things they say…      about how you spent your dash?


IMG_0622Most of you have heard the beautiful voice of  Louis Armstrong singing, What a Wonderful World.  I love this song.  I have heard  Willie Nelson sing this song and others too.  “I see trees of green, Red roses too, I see em bloom… for me and for you and I think to myself, what a wonderful world.  I see skies of blue, clouds of white, Bright blessed days… dark sacred nights… And, I think to myself, what a wonderful world.”

Last week, I attended a funeral for a friend.  He did not die old.  He became very sick.  He had born 7 children.  They all spoke at his packed service.  It was just amazing and he would have been so proud! Everyone there had tears streaming down their cheeks.  He was not a perfect man.  Non of us are.  He was a cigar smoking, scotch drinking, long tall Texan.  A real man’s man, who had a very tender soul.  He did not meet anyone who he did not befriend.  I’m going to miss him and yet it was so good to go to his wonderful service and to reflect upon my own life and to realize that my life is ticking by. I don’t know what the future holds.  Thank goodness!  Today, all I want to do is say… What a wonderful world!