Monday Thoughts

Random Writings on the Bathroom Wall

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I’ve had a hard time of late getting all fired up for one political party or the other.  One of the good things about being an independent is I can vote for whomever I think is the best candidate versus voting the party line.  One has to be flexible in Minnesota.  And before anyone asks, “NO” I did not vote for El Presidente nor did I vote for Hillary.  I voted Green Party much to some consternation of some people.  “You wasted your vote!” is what they told me.  I can’t tell you my retort because one never knows if lil’ old blue haired ladies, little kids, priests and nuns are around WP.  Nah, they wouldn’t like the words that I used.  Especially the nuns.

But I am wondering who is going to get my vote this coming mid-term election.  Neither party is inspiring any kind of confidence…

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The Dreaded Decade

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I remember when the first month had passed. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t heard your laugh or felt one of your loving hugs in thirty days. Unfathomable. Today marks ten years. The dreaded decade mark I can’t believe is here, a decade since our last mother-daughter moment. It seems impossible that I have moved on without the foundation you created. In the time since you were ripped away, I carved a new foundation and learned new ways to thrive.

The earthquake your death caused forever changed the landscape of my life, but for every beautiful memory and life lesson you gave me, I am surrounded by plants and flowers of every shape and color. You are everywhere. In honor of you, I continue to live. I continue to find new adventures and live in the now. But I will always miss you.

For June 22nd 2018 I am sharing…

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Face It, Without adoption, Wendy’s Wouldn’t Be Here.

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NO! I was literally sucking in the rhetoric that prompted this blog.

NO!

Once again, adoptee’s voices are being crushed left and right. Everywhere I go, I see adoption being thrown in my face, appreciation being required or else, and the “good adoptee” narrative being used against me as if I’m some kind of criminal for being opposed to this narrative.

Are there “positive” adoptions? Yes. I do believe there are. But this in no way means that loss, trauma, and sadness is not involved.

For Dave Thomas, his adoption must have been “amazing”. I mean, he created a family restaurant that is filled with racism, injustice, food that can be dangerous, and inconsistency with its message. I don’t think he intended to do this. However, when money is involved, people do interesting things. Intent vs Impact…right?

But why must he make other adoptees feel like Wendy’s would NOT have…

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A hug for Saraa…

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Dear Lovelies,

Today I break my blogging-pause silence for a good reason. Not a happy one, but something worth a mention…

As you all know, blogging is about sharing thoughts and stories, but it is much more than that. The Bloggosphere is a community, and a place we come to when we need some support.

This morning, terrible news awaited me when I turned on my tablet.

You might already know Saraa, from It’s me Saraa. If not, you should really get to know the bubbly, witty, sweeter than sugar girl! This bright young woman always manages to put a smile on my face, but not today.

To make a long story short, Saraa’s little brother took his life yesterday. Knowing how important family is to her, I can hardly imagine how painful it is to go through life for her at this moment.

So if you have…

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The Fruit of the Spirit – Kindness

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kindnessOne of the positive aspects of our society is the fact that we witness acts of kindness being demonstrated daily to others. Persons donate money and material things to help victims of tragedies to get back on their feet. They help elderly persons to cross the road safely. Motorists on the main road will allow the other driver coming from a side road to exit. A few days ago, my wife’s money fell from her purse; a gentleman who was passing alerted her to what was happening. These are all acts of kindness that we are familiar with in our society.

King David in 2Samuel 9:1-12 deliberately sought after a descendant of King Saul for the purpose of showing him the kindness of God. Through his servant Ziba, David found out that Mephibosheth the son of Jonathan and grandson of Saul was still alive. Saul had made David’s life miserable…

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The marriage saga- and why this generation is afraid of it.

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Let me be honest- the idea of marriage petrifies me and as I sit here typing these words out, my folks are probably busy sending my marriage-worthy-profile-photo to someone else, whose son, I believe would also be as jittery of this development as I am. (For those of you who are curious, I am talking about arranged marriages). This is funny given the fact that we, as girls, have been raised since the beginning of our childhood in a very prepare-your-daughter-for-marriage environment. I bet almost all of you ladies would have heard the sentence ”If you do this, who is going to marry you!”. The only difference is these words actually instilled fear in me back then and these same words evoke a response of “so what” now. So how did a child who wanted to grow up and get married ended up repelling the idea of marriage, HOW?

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What’s Your Favorite….? 01/12/18

Reclaiming HOPE

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Happy Friday everyone! I hope you’ve all had a great week. Many thanks to everyone who shared where they get their inspiration for their blogs – it became quite apparent that inspiration really can come from anywhere. Thanks for sharing your tips about keeping track of your ideas too. I’m definitely going to be implementing some of them.

Continuing with this month’s blogging theme, your question for this week is

What’s your favorite way to grow your blog, other than reading and commenting on others’ blogs?

Yeah, I know….I probably took away everyone’s top answer, but I thought it would be good to find out some of the other ways people have found to connect with others and grow their blogs. :o)

Here’s wishing you a wonderful, relaxing weekend!

Blessings,

~Terri

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A bauble for my baby

Emotional Mummy

Last year was our first Christmas as a little family. Smeckle was six months old and although she didn’t have a bloody clue what was going on, she was what made Christmas come alive again. She was a reason for the magic and the best excuse for us to relive our childhood!

She received her first letter from Father Christmas which came through the post with a packet of reindeer mix that was of course left out on Christmas Eve, accompanied by a couple of beers which managed to go down a treat! She even managed to wangle a date with the big guy himself! She was given her own elf name, Joyful Sugarsocks, along with a little elf hat and was led through the colourful grotto to receive her gift from him and his helpers. There, we had a mini photo shoot and was able to pick from the…

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Last News

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Today I wish to share my joy with you 😀

Last night I became a Grandma. My son and his girlfriend got a little boy. This is really huge for me. This is my first Grand Kid and I feel so very happy

In short time, I will bring up some photos of the little boy

If you have followed my blog for longer time, you know, that I have two adult kids, a young man and a young woman. Both of them decided to get kids now, my daughter is pregnant and should give birth in February, so the happiness will be double up 😀

While I lay in ICU in the hospital, both of my kids visited me here in Spain. When I woke up, they both gave me these gifts by telling me, I would become 2 x Grandma, which absolutely gave me more to live and…

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