It was basically, NEVER GIVE UP! Of course, my mom went about it the roundabout way. She said, “If you fall off the horse, dust yourself off and get back on that horse.”
To my teenage ears it was blah! blah! blah! Mom was always giving unsolicited advice and I was in the, I know it all phase of my life.” It went in one ear and out the other.
Now that I’m all grown up and she is no longer here, I see what those few words did. They helped see me through the hard times, they taught me to take timeout, and no matter what to get back on that horse like she wanted!
There were moments in life when I wanted to just throw up my hands and say this is enough! I’m not getting back on that horse no matter what. However, her advice had sunk deep even at a time when my head had been so full of other things.
Thank you mom for those profound words. They’ve helped me through thick and thin and kept me going. If you’re looking down from heaven of which I’m sure because you were a hands on mom and heaven or anything up there is not going to stop you from getting the last word in!
If I had an unlimited budget for 24 hours, I wouldn’t know what to do! I would probably stop dead in my tracks, gasp for air, and then go on from there.
I guess I would daydream about all the STUFF I could do. I would think about the people I could help. My son would be on that list. He’s just starting out on his career path and there is much that needs to be done. Moving into a new apartment is just around the corner and it needs planning and coordination. I would hire someone to take care of the whole shebang! They’ll do all the packing, transporting, setting things up, and all he has to do is move in and enjoy his new place!
The next thing I would do is to go to a beauty salon and get the works! It is something I do on a regular basis but since the cats moved in, I haven’t had the time nor the inclination to get things done. My day revolves around “the three” and they give me plenty to do. It would be a well-deserved break to enjoy some pampering and to stop my mind from thinking for a little while at least.
What else? I would invite some friends for a free meal at a nice restaurant. Just some time spent to catch up on things and I will pick up the tab. Hmm….shopping might be on the list but I’m not too big on buying for the sake of buying these days so I’ll leave that out. However, I might splurge on friends if they wanted anything. Yes, it’s good to be my friend!
I can’t think of anything else so that’s it for the unlimited budget. I wouldn’t do much with it as I am happy where I’m at now. Simple things are my thing now, things that don’t cost much like a walk in nature, sitting out in the garden and listening to the birds, and watching the clouds roll by. Nice things that money can’t buy but they give me a lot of pleasure. I’ve come a long ways from way back when I used to love shopping, spending, and spending! The journey of self-discovery I’m on has taught me a few things and one of them is that money can’t buy everything!
Have an amazing day.
Daily writing prompt
If you had an unlimited budget for 24 hours, what would you do?
I love watching shows especially ones with several seasons attached to them. I’ve watched all there is to watch, so much so that I’ve forgotten the endings!
Army Wives was a favorite. Revenge was another but my all time favorite was Breaking Bad. I didn’t think I would like it at first but I got caught up in it and waited for each new season to show up and I was there when it did. It never failed to bore him and that is saying something. Most series fizzle out after the 2nd season but this one kept my interest.
One source called it a perfect ending because “it provided definitive consequences for Walter White’s greed while successfully completing his character arc.” There were no loose ends to be tied up, it was all there at the ending. Throughout the five seasons, Walter White claimed or rather justified his criminal behavior with the excuse that he was doing everything he did for his family. However, the truth comes to light at the end. He says, “I did it for me. I liked it. I was good at it.” That gave the series the closure it needed.
The dynamics between Walter White and Jesse Pinkman is the heartbeat of the show. However, in the end White sacrifices himself to save Jesse. In the final season, Walt dies where the story began, in a meth lab, and he gets what he deserves. His family is destroyed, he is ruined and he dies as a hunted criminal.
A perfect ending for a not so nice guy. Unlike other series endings where you’re kept wondering what is coming next, what didn’t happen, and why it ended the way it did, this one had full closure.
I would choose to have dinner with the 13th-century Persian poet, jurist, and Sufi mystic. Jalal al-Din Muhammad Rumi is a phenomenon and his poems have sold millions of copies making him a legendary figure.
I’ve posted many of his quotes here and I absolutely love his work. It would be interesting to sit down to dinner with him and to pick his brain on how he came about writing some of the most beautiful and thought-provoking poems of his time.
He died on December 17, 1273 so having dinner with him would be impossible but if I had a wish I would try to make it come true. His “profound verses on love, self-discovery, and spiritual awakening,” still continue to inspire us today.
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.”
“Yesterday I was clever, so I wanted to change the world. Today I am wise, so I am changing myself.”
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.”
Feeling inspired? I know I am. It would be a great honor to have dinner with a man who had spent a lot of time contemplating about life. Perhaps, a good way to gain wisdom and to forge a pathway forwards.
Daily writing prompt
If you could have dinner with any philosopher, who would it be?
These two go together where I’m concerned. You don’t see the one without the other. Fear has been my constant companion although these days, I’m less fearful than I used to be. Gone are the days when a “whisper” made me fearful! These days, I handle things on my own. Problems may seem big in the beginning but I’m willing to take a step back, look at it with less of a critical eye, and I make my way forward, taking it slowly and knowing that this too is just a glitch in the matrix of life, my life.
Self-doubt arises from the feeling that I’m “NOT ENOUGH!” I’ve always been critical of myself more so than others. It didn’t matter if I get told a hundred times that I’m enough as I am, self-doubt still rushes in and takes the upper hand. However, this putting myself down every chance I get is getting to be a part of the past as well. These days I look at myself in the mirror squarely and I know that I’m fully capable of handling whatever comes my way.
Last week proved that point. I had more than my share of problems where the house is concerned. There was a short-circuit in the kitchen which almost caused a fire. If that wasn’t enough, there was a leak in the garden shed that needed fixing. The kitchen problem will be taken care of in a short time and the garden shed got fixed on Saturday. One guy came by and wanted more than a 1,000 euros to fix the roof. An exorbitant amount for an old shed so I sent him on his way. Another guy offered to do it for 350 and I took him up on it. A really nice guy who did the job superbly and took away the old wood and stuff! The man who wanted more offered to finish the job in three days whereas the “nice” guy did it in one day! I gave him an extra 50 for doing such a fine job and he offered to come by this week and fix the door to the shed at no extra cost!
We are all capable beings. It is the fear and self-doubt that tell us different. The next time these two walk in, take a deep breath, look at them carefully, and put them in their place where they belong!
Is it really happening? It was a question that made me question reality. The time I found out that my husband was cheating on me was the time I was faced with reality but I couldn’t grasp it for what it was.
I remember coming up with excuses for him! The sweet person I had met at the university and later married had been my perfect guy. He was kind, gentle, humble, and everything I had wanted in a lifetime partner. More than that, we were best friends.
When I found out that he had been cheating and that it wasn’t just a one-night stand but an affair that had been going on for six months, it tore my world apart. I just couldn’t grasp the fact that he was capable of such a thing. He was a nerd to begin with, the nutty professor type. Very intelligent and physics was his thing. Besides that, the guy who emerged when we met and started dating was a kind and gentle soul.
The guy who later emerged many years later, was someone who made me question reality. Years later and when circumstances had changed meaning he was no longer the nerdy guy or maybe he still was but the “money” he was earning made him very attractive to the women who were willing to do anything for him. This included breaking up a marriage. It was a no holds barred kind of thing.
You’ve heard the saying, “money corrupts.” Well, it took a kind and sweet person and turned him into an arrogant and total SOB! I no longer recognized him and even though I questioned my reality at the time, it was time to let him go.
I saw this online and I never expected the ending! It cracked me up. Enjoy.
Every morning, the CEO of a major bank in Manhattan went to the corner where a shoeshine man was always there.
He used to sit on the chair, read the Wall Street Journal, and the shoeshine man gave his shoes a shiny, great look.
One morning, the shoeshine man asks the CEO: “What do you think of the stock market situation?”
The CEO arrogantly asks him: “Why are you so interested in this subject?”
The shoeshine man replies: “I have 20 million dollars deposited in your bank and I am thinking about investing part of the money in the stock market.”
The CEO of the bank asks: “What is your name?”
He replies: “John Smith H.”
The CEO arrives at the bank and asks the Manager of the Major Accounts Department: “Do we have a customer named John Smith H.?”
He replies: “We certainly do, sir! He is an extremely esteemed customer! He has 20 million dollars in his account.”
The CEO leaves the bank, approaches the shoeshine boy, and says: “Mr. Smith, I would like to invite you to be our guest of honor at our board meeting next Monday and tell us your life story. I’m sure we will have a lot to learn from you.”
At the board meeting, the CEO introduces him to the board members: “We all know Mr. Smith, who makes our shoes shine like no one else. But Mr. Smith is also our valued customer, with twenty million dollars in his account.
I invited him to tell us the story of his life. I’m sure we can learn a lot from him. Please, Mr. Smith, tell us your life story.”
Then, Mr. Smith began to narrate his story: “I came to this country thirty years ago as a young immigrant from Eastern Europe and with an unpronounceable name. I left the ship penniless in my pocket.
The first thing I did was to change my name to Smith.
I was hungry and exhausted. I started to wander in search for a job, but without success.
Suddenly, I found a coin on the sidewalk. I bought some apples.
I had two options: eat the apples and quench my hunger or start a business. I sold the apples for 50 cents and bought more apples with the money.
When I started accumulating dollars, I managed to buy a set of used brushes and shoe polishes and started cleaning shoes.
I didn’t spend a dime on fun or clothes. I only bought bread and cheese to survive.
I saved penny by penny and after a while I bought a new set of brushes and shoe polishes in different shades and colors and increased my clientele.
I lived like a monk and saved every penny. I managed to buy a chair so that my customers could sit comfortably while I cleaned their shoes, which brought me more customers.
I didn’t spend a dime on the pleasures of life. I kept saving every penny.
A few years ago, when the corner shoeshine colleague decided to retire, I had already saved enough money to buy his point, which was a better place than mine.
Finally, 3 months ago, my drug dealer brother passed away and left me 20 million dollars.
I didn’t expect to like this movie starring Tom Hanks and Helen Hunt. At first glance, it was just another survival movie. A plane crashes and the survivor, Tom Hanks, has to learn to go it alone. Boring!
I watched expecting it to go the same way. He would have a hard time, and then would be rescued at some point in time. However, it took me by surprise as the movie progressed. He, Tom Hanks, goes through a physical and emotional transformation and it kept me captivated. I’ve watched this movie twice and I still LIKE it.
“I couldn’t even kill myself the way I wanted to. I had power over *nothing*. And that’s when this feeling came over me like a warm blanket. I knew, somehow, that I had to stay alive. Somehow, I had to keep breathing. Even though there was no reason to hope. And all my logic said that I would never see this place again. So that’s what I did. I stayed alive. I kept breathing. And one day my logic was proven all wrong because the tide came in, and gave me a sail. And now, here I am. I’m back in Memphis, talking to you.”
It was about survival but more so than that, it was also about not giving up. The rescue took four years and he survived 1,500 days on the deserted island before managing to escape on a man-made raft. The unopened package with angel wings saved his life. It gave him hope and it kept him going. Delivering the package gives him closure at the end and he is able to move on with his life.
I didn’t think I would like the movie but it proved me wrong. I walked away thinking that “never giving up” no matter how dire the circumstances speaks to all of us. It is a matter of survival.
I’m still looking for the meaning of life. What is it? What does it mean? Is it important? These are some of the questions that I go through when contemplating the oft asked question, “What is the meaning of life?”
Once a wise man was asked what is the meaning of life? He replied, ‘Life itself has no meaning. Life is an opportunity to create a meaning.”
What do you think? Some truth to that assumption? I think life is what you make of it. You take what is handed to you, the good, the bad, the ugly, and make the best of it. It is not easy, it never is, but a certain mindset is needed to come out smelling like a rose after waddling in the mud with pigs!
The definition of life is up to you. It embraces your personal experiences and the values you hold dear to you. However, it also arises from the choices and values you choose to embrace. Perhaps, the most important concept is that your life matters and it has meaning so you move forward, learning as you go. Maybe, at some point you will learn the real meaning of life but then again maybe not!
… to have his truck fixed.They thought it might have something to do with the transmission, so they couldn’t repair it while he waited.
He told the mechanics that he didn’t live far and would just walk home.On the way home, he stopped at a hardware store and bought a bucket and a gallon of paint. He then stopped by the feed store and picked up a couple of chickens and a goose.
However, struggling outside the store, he now had a problem.How to carry his purchases home.Whilst he was scratching his head, he was approached by a little old lady who told him she was lost.She asked, “can you tell me how to get to 1603 Mockingbird Lane?” The farmer said, ‘well, as a matter of fact, my farm is very close to this house. I would walk you there, but I can’t carry this lot.” The old lady suggested, “why don’t you do this? Put the can of paint in the bucket, carry the bucket in one hand, put a chicken under each arm and carry the goose in the other hand.”
“Well, thank you very much.That works just fine,” he said, and proceeded to walk the old girl home.
On the way, he said, “let’s take my usual shortcut and go down this alley.We’ll be there in no time.” The little old lady looked him over cautiously and said, “I’m a lonely widow without a husband to defend me.How do I know that when we get in the alleyway, you won’t have your wicked way with me?”
The farmer said with some irritation, “holy smokes, lady, I’m carrying a bucket, a gallon of paint, two chickens and a goose. How in the world would I do that?”
The old lady said, “well, set the goose down, cover him with a bucket, put a can of paint on top of the bucket and I’ll hold the bloody chickens.”
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