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Thankfulness — Really?

I don’t remember the first time I read or heard that the key to being happy is being thankful. I do know that by the time my husband was diagnosed with cancer, I knew that one form or another of this principle could be found in the teachings of almost every...

Time . . . Trying to Find Some?

“I don’t have time.” I wonder how many times I’ve said that — to myself and to others — to explain why my “projects” list remained unchanged for months (okay, years) or why my dreams remained dreams.More than likely, you...

Mementos and Memories

Last week I met with a realtor and put my house on the market. To say the least, my timing could be better. First of all, winter will be here sooner than I like (if I had my way, it would never arrive), and popular opinion is that homes don’t sell well at this...

A Long & Winding Road

About 6 1/2 years ago, I made a wise decision. Had I kept acting wisely, the story would have ended very differently. In a nutshell, I made a wise decision, followed by a couple of stupid, really bad decisions based on fear. The end result was that I resigned from a...

Dealing with Stressors

For the past two weeks, I’ve been dealing with a couple of specific stressors; one is a recurring cause of stress (more on that later), and the other was (I hope) a one-time event.The first event that caused me considerable stress was one I thought I was...

Cultivating Joy

Warning, personal disclosure ahead! Although I’ve always found great happiness in specific events — almost any time spent with my family, watching a favorite television show, reading a good book, etc — I have never been what you might call a...

Personal Safety (part 2)

Personal safety options are varied; opinions on personal safety options are even more wide-ranging. My opinions are purely that — my personal opinions based on my own experience, knowledge, and situation. I realize many will disagree with what I write today and...

Personal Safety (part 1)

Even though my husband worked shifts and was gone overnight many nights throughout our almost-25-year marriage, I was never actually worried or fearful of my or the children’s safety. We lived in average, middle-class neighborhoods where, I know, crime can and...

The Best Laid Plans

The English teacher in me must first explain that the familiar phrase “the best laid plans” is actually a misquote of Burns’ poem “To a Mouse”; the line actually reads “the best laid schemes”. I probably shouldn’t...