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Remember those old 70s collages made of random materials? Back then, art classes in junior high and high school were rife with making collages, (remember decoupage?), painting rocks and wood, macrame, yarn art, spirographs, hooking rugs, and other artsy stuff!
I just loved creating those craft projects!
Fast-forward to 2017 and painting on 3-D materials like rocks is still popular as schools, community centers and local organizations all over the US and beyond have joined the movement that is sweeping the nation and beyond, called The Kindness Rocks Project
“The Kindness Rocks Project was created to spread inspiration and a moment of kindness for unsuspecting recipients through random inspirational rocks dropped along the way.”
At the California Park and Recreation Society’s annual conference, I saw first hand the beauty and inspiration these hand-painted rocks can bring people just on this extensive table display.
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The MERMAID PARADE specifically was founded in 1983 with 3 goals:it brings mythology to life for local residents who live on streets named Mermaid & Neptune
Let me ask you a question…
How do you handle failures in your life?
The telephone rang. I picked it up. “Hello?”
On the other end of the line came a flurry of Italian. I knew instantly that it was Mike’s uncle calling from Italy. I didn’t understand any of his words, other than, “Ciao, Patrizia!”
I quickly answered, “Ciao, Zio,” and then in English said, “hold on. I’ll get Michael.”
I wasn’t sure if he understood me, but he answered, “Si, si.”
My husband, Mike, was in the bathroom, which was usually a long ordeal because the bathroom was also his reading room. I rapped on the door and shouted, “Mike! Your uncle from Italy is on the phone!”
He opened the door and I passed him the phone. They talked for several minutes, and then it became quiet. When Mike came out, he closed the door and I heard the ceiling fan running. I was thankful we had two bathrooms…
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Saw endocrinologist yesterday and he upped my insulin and I joined a 50 carbs or less group on Facebook.
I asked about getting off of insulin and he flat out told me I had to lose a lot of weight. I wasn’t insulted by it because it is true and I have come to terms with my weight. Maybe the low carb diet will help like before. Doing great til I quit, but this time there is no quitting. I am in it for my life. I want to live.
Tomorrow is my first silver sneakers class. I am so out of shape just walking a few feet takes my breath away. This class is for seniors and done on a chair. Sounds like what I need to get started.
I am happy, content, wealthy in ways other than just money.
Teresa (Tessa) Dean Smeigh
-Advocate for Mental and Invisible…
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Monday again, and the most I have accomplished is washing and drying all of my bedding. And repairing my mattress. It’s time for a new bed and new mattress. It takes a long time and a lot of wriggling and strength to undo or make my king sized bed. It was purchased when I could still walk, when wanting a large one so my tossing and turning from pain didn’t keep my husband up all night. Of course he slept like a log! But now I can’t make it myself, especially because there is carpet in the bedroom of my apartment. The bed does not move! So, another Monday……only good thing about it is the Share Your World from ceenphotography.com! So here are her questions and my answers. Please join in, it’s fun! We need fun, it’s Monday!
1. What’s your favorite cheese?
I have to say, many! I love…
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“Mom, you wouldn’t believe how many people my age talk about mental health,” my oldest daughter, Mackenzie said. “It’s not a taboo subject anymore. I know a lot of people at work and friends outside of work who see therapists or take medication for anxiety and depression.”
Really? I couldn’t hide my smile. Not that I want them to be dealing with mental illness. But I’m glad they’re not afraid to bring up the subject.
My experience growing up was completely the opposite. I felt alone. My panic attacks began when I was ten. I kept it a secret. I didn’t want to be thought of as strange or different. I didn’t reach out for medical help until my early 30s.
Mackenzie is 24 years old. She graduated college three years ago and started working at a great company. She loves her job, and is happy living on her own…
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Evelina asked me if I believe that every person has a set day and time that they will die. So, let me ask you a question…
Do you believe there is a specific day and time that you will die? Or do you believe death is more random?
I’ve hesitated about writing about this because it sounds both a little grandiose and a little woo-woo. But for quite some time now, I’ve believed those of us who were hurt badly and broken emotionally by narcissistic parents, spouses, lovers, or friends — and who were able to rise above that and escape our prison and begin the long healing journey that made us realize exactly what we had been dealing with — have been rewarded with a kind of vision and clarity about the world that the average person who never suffered this kind of abuse doesn’t have privy to.
We have learned — the hard way — how to discern lies from truth, and good from evil, and we are courageous and observant enough to call out lies and evil when we see it. Without the excruciating educations we received years ago, we would…
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