The Only Thing Certain in this Life is
…Change
Several weeks ago, I was filled with "Oh Pity Me!" I let my hair down and shared my pain with you. One pain was fear of foreclosure on our Cedarhurst home. Well, happily, I have egg on my face. Caught in a FACTOID (False statement circulated as truth)
"They" say, "90% of the things you worry about never happen"
Yes, the letter did arrive about the foreclosure. But right before the deadline, the Good Lord, Praise His Holy Name, brought a buyer for the property. Real Estate is Jumping; it's time to buy Park Place and Board Walk even if you have to use all your 100's!
As my Mother always says, "Will miracles never cease!”
We're so happy. Thank you for praying, sending tapes and notes of encouragement. (And the money for the Mamalot Fund!)
I'm astounded how many people read the paper. It must be at least four people for every paper that's printed.
I don't think I'll ever buy another thing on credit. We had plastic surgery-cut up those little rectangles of doom and heated 'em in the microwave. Funny looking! Smells terrible! Hey, try it you may like it! Gold and yellow, green and white; they're not precious in my sight.
And would you believe. I'm having Sellers Remorse! Have you ever done that; miss the place you just left?
Can't please a woman can you?
‘Fun?' goes with Selling and Buying; it’s moving and Finding.
Husband, Tony, likes moving about as much as castor oil or somebody cutting him off on the highway. So, in order to celebrate another year of wedded bliss, I came up with Mastering Moving-Nite Madness. Moving! Yes, we're having 'fun'- yet (and you get to eat out). A move is an education. We learn an important part of life: CHANGE! The only thing you can be certain about in life is-it Changes! This helps the grief of leaving and arriving. (Of course I think children should be at funerals to say good bye to love ones--so what do I know. It's personal opinion and like navels we all have one).
The number of new Beginnings - Like Love - liking a new area is a Decision, The Psalmist said, "Man makes his plans, but the Lord Directs his Path". If you've prayed about it, Listened to His answer, then it must be the Right Thing for You.
Egg on my face, maybe, but Changes are part of life. The most well adjusted people learn to look forward to them at an early age. So, how we cope with moving, whether caused by Foreclosure, a job promotion, climbing up or down, one thing for sure, we're making a Memory! It's a time we may Do and Say things we don't really mean. If you're like me, sometimes we open mouth, insert foot. But "Memories are made of things...that happen every day.
Memories as we live them...things we do or say.
Little bits and pieces...of laughter mixed with tears,
Paragraphs and pages...written through the years,
The carefree days of childhood, the growing pains of youth
A few illusions shattered...in the endless search of truth
The friendships we remembered, mistakes we regret,
The ending of a love affair...we never could forget
Yes, memories are happenings...each one a different kind,
Each one a separate chapter...that is printed on the mind
We can't erase the sadness, or edit out the tears,
We can't undo the wrongs we've done...nor we can't relive the years
But since memories keep building...a new Place - a new Start
Helps make new and happy ones...to store within our Heart.
It's POSSIBLE
…Change
Several weeks ago, I was filled with "Oh Pity Me!" I let my hair down and shared my pain with you. One pain was fear of foreclosure on our Cedarhurst home. Well, happily, I have egg on my face. Caught in a FACTOID (False statement circulated as truth)
"They" say, "90% of the things you worry about never happen"
Yes, the letter did arrive about the foreclosure. But right before the deadline, the Good Lord, Praise His Holy Name, brought a buyer for the property. Real Estate is Jumping; it's time to buy Park Place and Board Walk even if you have to use all your 100's!
As my Mother always says, "Will miracles never cease!”
We're so happy. Thank you for praying, sending tapes and notes of encouragement. (And the money for the Mamalot Fund!)
I'm astounded how many people read the paper. It must be at least four people for every paper that's printed.
I don't think I'll ever buy another thing on credit. We had plastic surgery-cut up those little rectangles of doom and heated 'em in the microwave. Funny looking! Smells terrible! Hey, try it you may like it! Gold and yellow, green and white; they're not precious in my sight.
And would you believe. I'm having Sellers Remorse! Have you ever done that; miss the place you just left?
Can't please a woman can you?
‘Fun?' goes with Selling and Buying; it’s moving and Finding.
Husband, Tony, likes moving about as much as castor oil or somebody cutting him off on the highway. So, in order to celebrate another year of wedded bliss, I came up with Mastering Moving-Nite Madness. Moving! Yes, we're having 'fun'- yet (and you get to eat out). A move is an education. We learn an important part of life: CHANGE! The only thing you can be certain about in life is-it Changes! This helps the grief of leaving and arriving. (Of course I think children should be at funerals to say good bye to love ones--so what do I know. It's personal opinion and like navels we all have one).
The number of new Beginnings - Like Love - liking a new area is a Decision, The Psalmist said, "Man makes his plans, but the Lord Directs his Path". If you've prayed about it, Listened to His answer, then it must be the Right Thing for You.
Egg on my face, maybe, but Changes are part of life. The most well adjusted people learn to look forward to them at an early age. So, how we cope with moving, whether caused by Foreclosure, a job promotion, climbing up or down, one thing for sure, we're making a Memory! It's a time we may Do and Say things we don't really mean. If you're like me, sometimes we open mouth, insert foot. But "Memories are made of things...that happen every day.
Memories as we live them...things we do or say.
Little bits and pieces...of laughter mixed with tears,
Paragraphs and pages...written through the years,
The carefree days of childhood, the growing pains of youth
A few illusions shattered...in the endless search of truth
The friendships we remembered, mistakes we regret,
The ending of a love affair...we never could forget
Yes, memories are happenings...each one a different kind,
Each one a separate chapter...that is printed on the mind
We can't erase the sadness, or edit out the tears,
We can't undo the wrongs we've done...nor we can't relive the years
But since memories keep building...a new Place - a new Start
Helps make new and happy ones...to store within our Heart.
It's POSSIBLE
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