I have always believed in capturing the moments and making them into memories. Not only do I enjoy doing it, but it allows my mind to be creative. I also look at my life through the eyes of my casket. Please don’t be shocked by that, it helps me to put things into perspective and we never know when our time will be up. Since I have lost friends and family members at an early age, I tend to think about these things. Don’t we say “Life is Short“, Right? What will my children remember about me and what memories would they have to remember me by? What gifts and lessons can I leave them so that when I am not here they will be able to see what I have taught them and can utilize the tool and wisdom I have left for them.
How do I keep my memories? I enjoy taking pictures, scrap booking, making photo collages, videos, etc. I’m sure their are more ways to create memories, I am naming the ones I do and as I learn more, my creativity will evolve too.
Why Do I Enjoy Dancing to Music?
Family Roots and Traditions
Great question and aside from loving all kinds of music, I was always taught to “dance as if know one is watching“. I created a lot of memories with my children, friends and family throughout the years just by listening to music and dancing. Dancing to Music is another way to tell a story and express yourself. Dancing is healthy for you too! It helps you to move your body, sweat, exercise, connect with people and just have fun. These are some of the places I tend to dance with music:
Dancing in the living room
Dancing by the car
Dancing in the car
Dancing at the bar
Dancing in the club
Dancing at a concert
Dancing at a wedding
Dancing in a seat
Dancing at the campsite
Dancing down the street
Dancing on the beach
Dancing alone
Dancing with someone else
Dancing in a group
Why Add Music To My Memories?
Keeping the Memories Alive
I have learned that music helps you to remember and tells a story. If I associate music with my memories than I will be able to remember the beauty I have created with my life. Since my grandmother had Alzheimer’s and I work with people who have a memory impairment, I try to focus on keeping my brain stimulated. If music helps us to recall events in our lives, than I prefer to keep my memories alive. Thank you for learning about my timeline. They also say your timeline is the dash placed between your date of birth and your date of death. 1976-(unknown).
I Say Music Is My Soul
Because it is the book of my own life and my own memory! What’s your story or timeline? Do you believe music and memories go hand in hand?
Just Over My Head or My Horizon are the colors of my mind
Colors of My Mind and My Space Between Energy and Light-My Horizon
What does it mean to relate colors of one’s mind to visions they see for the future? From my point of view, In colors of my mind I see that the spiritual realm is just over my head. At times I think it is the perception that what I am working towards is just over my horizon. The blue energy is just radiating over my head and to me it shows energy. First of all, my belief is that energy is powerful. However, I do not understand all the scientific and spiritual meanings and forms of energy, but I do believe in the power of energy. Similar to karma “what goes around comes around” and “law of attraction” meaning what you put out into the universe will come back to you. As a result of this belief, I try very hard to put good out into the world.
Get Inspired-I have read The Secret and have it in my nightstand-An insight into achieving what you want and need
Colors of my mind and being a Scorpio Sign
In addition, I am capable of diving deep into the shadows of the underworld. Being that I am a spiritual person and my birth sign is that of a Scorpio, I try to understand the traits of the zodiac sign. For instance, research states that a Scorpio sign represents the “death” card for endings and reincarnations. Furthermore, I don’t necessarily like to go into the shadow world, but I do know that if I can battle my own demons than I am capable of doing anything I put my mind to. As in illustration, I will have to go deep into my own being/mind with time and meditation so that I can see clearly the right path to take.
Once I am able to learn how to take the power that is within myself, I will be able to shine my light (as a beacon) for myself and others. As a result of this belief, I will dive into the depths of my own soul. This can lead to deep understanding of one’s self along with faith and courage.
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Beauty Is In The Eye Of The Beholder
Behold My Blue Eye in Colors of My Mind
They say “beauty is in the eye of the beholder” and what does that mean to me? Specifically, I must believe in myself and see the beauty in myself. No matter how much or how many times a person tells you how beautiful you are, it does not affect you until you actually believe it yourself. The courage to believe in yourself will help you fight off the negative energy that is out there in this world. For instance, as soon as you start to pick yourself up, people you thought who cared about you start saying things to mess with your head. Is it that they are jealous and want to bring you back down to their level or is that they are testing you to see if you really have made a change?
As above, so below with the color blue
They say that the color of the blue ocean is a reflection of the blue sky. “As above, so below”. Since blue is my favorite color and we know that their are many shades of blue, that must mean that the color blue I see from my eye is really dependent upon my point of view. For instance, my point of view in this blog says that my blue eye sees the ocean of emotions which can be seen in the waves crashing as the tide is moving in and out. Furthermore, I have been taught that the moon controls the tides. Therefore that means the moon must also have an effect on our emotions. As a result to this theory, we tend to pay close attention to full moons.
Don’t Be Afraid to Take a Hard Look At Yourself In The Mirror
The colors of my mind and my horizon representing the ever interchanging colors in between
Wrapped All Into One-Outlined with Colors in Colors of my mind
The colors of my mind and my horizon representing the ever interchanging colors in between the height of the tree and me. Specifically, it is the distance and space of everything that flows between my head and the top of the tree that is placed behind me. As you can see, the tree is outlined with different shades of colors. Now, if you look close enough you can see the reflection of the moon on the tip top of the tree leaves that show a purplish blue color.
So the space between my head and the top of the tree must be my horizon. Specifically, my horizon represents the timeline of my inner beauty to show me who I am, where I have been and where I am headed. Furthermore, it shows me that my path for the future is unknown.
Challenged Daily By Our Interchanging Colors Of The Mind
Since we are to “expect the unexpected”, we are challenged daily. Furthermore, we are triggered by events to help to teach us lessons that will either help or hinder us. As a result of these lessons, we are to teach these lessons we have learned to others. In conclusion, it is important to give guidance to others who are looking for reassurance and to help them know that they are not alone in this world.
Opinion Disclaimer-This is a personal blog. Any views or opinions represented in this blog are personal and belong solely to the owner and do not represent those of people, institutions or organizations that the owner may or may not be associated with in professional or personal capacity, unless explicitly stated. Any views or opinions are not intended to malign any religion, ethnic group, club, organization, company or individual.
Our first born child together was a 6 lb 2 oz little baby girl. The first child I carried for nine months and the first child I gave birth to. The first time I became a mother. I remember the joys of learning that I was pregnant and no job and no where to live to raise a child. Sure we would bunk at our friends and families houses to have a roof over our heads and food to eat. The panic set in to find a home to raise our little princess in. Sick as a dog, throwing up morning, noon and night with morning sickness right up until the day I gave birth. These were the good old days, I tell ya. We were both young right out of high school and thought we knew it all. I ended up losing 25 lbs from being pregnant. Who would have thought you could lose weight while a human was growing in your body? Apparently the doctor’s would say, “that baby is taking all the food you consume”. I don’t know how, because every time I ate, I would be in the bathroom sick again. It did turn out that I needed to have gallbladder surgery a couple of weeks after giving birth to my first child (at the time Jim Carey was filming across the street from where we were staying for Me, Myself and Irene . No, I did not meet him, I was in the hospital but my little girl got to see him.
Needless to say, my pregnancy was definitely a challenge: Health Wise, Parent Wise and Financially Wise. My baby daddy already had a 3 year old at the time our little princess was born. In fact her older brother is one of her best friends. Her brother moved in with us at the age of 3, so when I became a first time mom to my little girl, I also became a mom to a little boy and was now raising two children. Thank the Lord for family and friends because they really helped to guide me thru all of this. I cherish my baby girl because she is the key to getting her parents motivated to provide for her and her siblings. A few months after she was born, I began to work again and we were able to get our first apartment.
Our Second Child-Surprise Daddy’s Twin
Like Father Like Son
After a year of having a beautiful tiny little girl and a step son, I realized one day, that I was really tired and yelling at my mother outside of her house. In fact, she stopped dead in her tracks and said “Sher, are you pregnant?” I said, “NO, I am on the patch birth control”. She said, “Are you sure?”, I said “Mom, yes I am sure”!! I should have realized that mother knows best. I went and got a pregnancy test and the results “YES, YOU ARE PREGNANT“. But how can I be pregnant, I’m on birth control. Well apparently to my surprise, if you are on an antibiotic for bronchitis, the birth control will not work said the doctor. So here I am, 5 months pregnant and I just found out that in 4 months I will be having another baby. Good news with my baby boy, I did not get sick and was able to work thru this pregnancy. The challenge was on to get everything ready for my 4/20 child who had me in labor for four hours and 20 minutes. Labor with this child was excruciating. I actually took the dam needle in the back and needed oxygen. My baby daddy decided to go to wok in Boston that morning while I went to the hospital. He did make it in time to catch the boy as he came out. I’ll give him that.
So here we are two young adults, a little baby girl, a little boy and a newborn son. We are on a roll, we have now moved from an apartment to a complete house. We will talk about the house fire in another blog. But it was a great motivator to get out of a duplex and into our own home. Our daughter got her own room and the boys, well they had to share a room. I cherish my baby boy because he turned me into a raging lunatic mom on the side lines cheering for her son for everyone to see. He would get so embarrassed by it too! That’s what moms do, we become your biggest fans.
Our Third Child-Surprise Its A Mini Me
Jake the Snake
Here we go again, didn’t I learn the first two times. I already have a 7 year old, a 5 year old and a 3 year old. What’s one more? I said to myself, you made it this far. You can keep going. This guy was a little bitty preemie. I thought his sister was tiny, but he was even smaller. Well after this one, I told the doctor, I was done. I am not going through this anymore and since my health was so effected by my pregnancies, my tubes were tied. This was it, I could not have anymore children naturally. It was determined that I was alergic to being pregnant. You like that one, huh? LoL. Snake is my baby. I’m sure the others think he is spoiled, but we spoil them all. This one has challenges of being a small guy, but a big heart. He gives his all when he does something. This one pushes me even harder by teaching me to let go of things I can’t control.
One Baby Daddy = Five Boys and One Girl
Baby Daddy and his tribe
Although we as a couple did not make it, we were able to stay a family for our children. My baby daddy found a new love and added two more children to his family. My children have 1 step brother and 2 half brothers from their dad, but reality is they are all siblings regardless of the bloodline. We have been able to share holidays, birthdays, proms, graduations and our kids extra curricular activities together. This is not easy to do, nor has it ever been easy to do, but we manage. As you can see their dad is in the military and serves overseas from time to time. It takes a Village to raise a child and I have a bunch to watch over. This is only a brief introduction to one side of the family.
That’s My Baby Daddy
My First Loves
My reason for working so hard came from these four seeds. All of my accomplishments go to them. My sacrifices, my true loves, my babies. The air that I breathe, the sweat, the tears, the laughter, the fun, the good, the bad, the growth, the memories. I wouldn’t change anything I went through with my pregnancies or my baby daddy. Being a parent is hard work but also a blessing.
I love when someone asks me if I like pets and then they ask me if I like dogs. I answer “yes I like pets and I have grown up having a dog or two”. In fact when I was little, I remember we had 14 dogs at one time. I really don’t know how my mom managed. Our German Shepard at the time had 12 puppies. Our family dog and my first dog, “Princess”. She was so protective. We believed she was part wolf. Since “Princess'” passing we have had Semi, Kimo, Teddy, Sage, Eli and Kaiser. Semi and Kimo (American Stafford-shire Terriers) were my sisters’ dogs and when I lived with her they were like family. Semi would let you enter the house, but you could never leave. Kimo was very protective but also liked to fight other dogs. Kimo was a beast. My husband ended up taking Kimo since it was clear two male dogs in the house was not working. Kimo eventually met his fate with the local police. Was it because of the breed? Or was it because of the Racial Profiling on my husband at the time? Was it that Kimo met the human dog catcher and a bunch of guns pointing at him to be seen as a vicious dog? It was a little devastating to go thru. My husband was kinda use to it, but I was beside myself. It was all over the newspapers and news media. The media was making him out to look like the worst kind of animal they have ever seen. My statement was “if I didn’t know you and you were putting my life in danger, I would look and act vicious towards you too”. Kimo never bit or attacked a human.I believe the term they used was “he could have or he looked like he could”. He always made his territory known in an animal fashion. Teddy (Cocker Spaniel Terrier) lived with my mom and was very protective to the point that you had to cover your ankles at the door. Sage (American Stafford-Shire) had epilepsy and the disease got the best of him.We were never sure if it was from the lime shot that the vet had us give him. I did not like seeing my dog seizure all the time. Funny thing is, our dog didn’t start to seizure until he got the lime shot. It was heartbreaking. Eli and Kaiser (American Stafford-Shires) were my husbands’ dogs prior to us moving in-together. Kaiser was probably the most intelligent dog I have come across out of the ones I have lived with. Eli is still living and now a companion for a senior that needed him at the time.
Currently we have “Prince” our 5 year old baby who is also an American Stafford-Shire Terrier. However, his bloodline is that of a “Chinaman Pit”.
Prince at 8 weeks old
Why A Chinaman Pit?
Why not a Chinaman Pit? I like pitbulls and when my step daughter called me to tell me her boyfriend’s dog had puppies, we decided it was time to get our family puppy. We had just purchased our own home and I had just graduated from college. We have plenty of time to raise a dog. That’s a good one, isn’t it? We brought all of the kids. We wanted this to be a group effort and we wanted to make sure it was the right dog for the right family. It was a toss up between the white and black one and then our “little Prince”. We also watched the demeanor of the mother who actually allowed the children to get close to her and her newborn pups.
From my knowledge Chinaman Pitbulls were created for their game and I was told that they are shorter and smaller in size compared to a regular pitbull. Reasons someone might like a Chinaman Pitbull are:
They have a lean appearance-well developed muscles
They have a prey drive
They are intelligent
They have style
They have great personalities
They are loving
They are affectionate
They are loyal
They are great companions
On the flip side, Pitbulls don’t have the best reputation around. Hey, then they must be a perfect fit for me and my family. They are known to have a strong bite. I always heard the term lock-jaw, but I’m not sure if that is really the terminology for it. I have seen pitbulls fight and in action (not intentionally either). I really don’t like it at all but I hear it is common for two males to fight when they come near each other. I also believe that can happen with any dog and any breed.
How Do I Train My Pitbull?
Dog Training at the Nursing Home started early
That’s a great question, but for me, I would train any and all of my dogs the same way. That’s just my preference and I also try to take special precautions with having a pitbull. I still have to feed my dog. I still have to get my dog a license, I still have to make sure he is upto date on his shots and physical examinations. I socialize my dog with other dogs, people and kids. Nothing is certain with owning a pet but I would prefer to do my part as a pet owner. I do have a friend who trains dogs locally and I have thought about using her services but haven’t gotten there yet. Our “Prince” goes for car rides, camping at Pow Wow, family cookouts and sometimes goes to work with my husband. The vet loves him and says he is so muscular. Prince enjoys watching the kids play as well as playing with the kids. He currently is learning how to get along with the household cat. They are doing pretty well and surprise me some days.
Prince Full Grown
Have you ever taken a pitbull for a walk and as you are walking people will cross the street prior to passing you? It does happen often, but I enjoy the freed up walking space, wouldn’t you?
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Each day I’m diligently working on my beginners blog posts, journal entries and website. I started to think I was back in class. You crack open one chapter and that leads into subchapters and so on. Each subchapter has at least three segments and you have to complete each one before moving on to the next one. Each night after work I focus on one class and learning that chapter. My head is a cooking but it’s not quite done.
Would Scrambled Be the Better Option?
Either Way It Ends All In The Same Place
Tonight I started working on customizing the webpage. Not completely done and I have a few more tweeks to work out. I’m still up and running. The tricky part came when I realized my analytics account was still processing off my old class account. Back in community college I had to take COM 101 and as a class assignment I had to create a business and site. Low and behold everything I wanted to analyze was under that account. I had to create a new one and then place the codes in every site, software and link I created for Sheri’s Dream Catcher. It’s just a glitch and learning curve. I’m hoping tech support will help me link the two somehow, but if they don’t, no biggie. I’m still moving forward Scrambled and all.
Overeasy is how I’ll end the evening
Easy Does It
It’s ok to tell ourselves to take it easy, go to bed and tackle it in the morning. Thank you for everyone who has been reading my posts and supporting me thus far. It does not go unnoticed and I appreciate you.
“Time management when taking on one task at a time until time allows for multiple time is never easy. We need to remember to enjoy our time too”-Sheri’s Dream Catcher
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Now a days, myself and most people are using our cell phones and computers to keep track of our schedules. However, I need to see things written down on paper so that I can handle my time management “conference call interrupted” theory appropriately. I believe that when you see it written down on paper, you get a better visual for what you need to do and what you would like to do . After I have written down and organized my time, my goals and myself, I am also able to analyze my time and goals from different angles.
You scheduled A Conference call when you thought you had the time!
When should I make the time? Don’t forget your monthly planner
Planning your day, week and month. No problem. I’m a calendar girl. But what happens when you plan the appointments of the day? Did you take into account one meeting starting earlier than expected or ran over the time you allocated? What about the unexpected that happens when you plan your time? I do this all the time and then get frustrated and huff and puff about it. Then I am mean to those I care about and I really don’t mean to be mean. I just didn’t manage my time in the best way.
This was me on my conference call when I am interrupted multiple times.
Why am I being Interupted?
It never fails that on the one day I schedule an important call or appointment when I have time to do it, my call get’s interrupted! Specifically, my mind is telling me that the universe says today is the day to get interrupted multiple times. Why does this happen? I just don’t understand? Did I put this out into the universe and somehow it came back to me on this day at this time?
Specifically, I only needed 30 minutes for the appointment. How am I supposed to get uninterrupted time? Is everyone in my world on the same schedule? After I sit back and reflect on the events that just happened, I will say to myself “I should have managed my time better or not scheduled the call at that time”. In addition to having my call interrupted, I became frustrated because the computer, phone and technology were not working properly too. At this point, what would you do? For me, the only way I could handle this situation without blowing my top, was to reschedule the call for another date and time. Annoyed and frustrated that I couldn’t do what I needed to do. Overall, it was the right thing to do.
Why a Feather Clock? Feathers that are attached to dream catchers are the ladder for our good dreams to descend upon us while we are sleeping.
Take the Time to Plan your schedule
Building a mountain of time
Usually, when my time management is out of control, I sit down to take a time out. I need to take a few deep breaths and work on my business plan or time management organization. As a result, this plan will help me navigate my next steps so I can properly manage my classes and conference calls. Once I start researching and writing down steps to take, I start getting organized with my goals. This always helps me to look at things in a much more calculated and educated manner. I always feel better once this is accomplished.
I can’t think of anything else when my mind is so focused on time. It’s like a cluster f*&^ and I have to tell myself to slow down. If I continue to think like a hamster running nonstop on a wheel, I’ll end up making mistakes. The ramification means that I will spend more time going back trying to find the mistakes and then repair them. As a result of wasting more time, I don’t get done what I needed to get done and I will feel frustrated with steam popping out the top of my head.
How often do we do this to ourselves? For instance, we would throw up our hands and say “that’s it, I’m done”. Do you stop everything and give up? Should you take a break to cool off? Would you start back up again? Slow and steady progress will result in better quality work depending on the project. Just my thought and what I’m going to do. Hope you are making the best of your time!
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Here’s to Time Management Conference Call Interrupted
Over Time
Good luck, it’s not easy. Taking on one task at a time until time allows for multiple time. Remember to enjoy your time too⌚⏳🕖.
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As I opened the door to step inside my house after a long day at the office, I got a big whif of an old memory. “I Know that smell and I know it very well”. My eyes went straight to the pot on the stove. “oh yes, we must be having lobster tonight!” I can catch a lobster, I can cook a lobster and I can eat a lobster. I must have been amuned to this smell working in a seafood restaurant, cooking about 500 lobsters a day. Why is it, the smell seems different when you cook it in the house? “It must be that old bay seasoning”. My only thought was I hope we have bleach so we can clean the pans right away. I really don’t want seagulls flying around the house.
Raised by the Boats
Kicking back on the Lobster Boat
If you ask me where I grew up, I usually respond right on the water. My family are all lobstermen and fishermen. It’s in our blood. Yes, we caught our own meals. We could sell what we caught too. Life on the boats as a kid was fun. We had cookouts on the boats, we could jump off the boats to swim. We even would latch boats next to each other and hop from boat to boat out in the middle of the ocean. The Blessing of the Fleet was always a blast too. A lot of our family memories were made on the boats. I say boats, because their was more than one boat in the family.
Where it all came from
The Original Silver Fox
Gramps moved down from the city to start his own off shore lobstering business. Infact, the yard was larger than the actual house they slept in. Needed a spot to build and keep your own lobster pots. He fed all of his children and grandchildren this way. He also passed down his legacy to his two sons who are also successful lobstermen, running their own boats and businesses just like he did. So, when I say I know the lobster smell all to well, believe me. Picture a little girl hugging her grandfather after his long day out at sea and when she curled into his body, the smell from his sweatshirt was that of a LOBSTERMAN 🦞.
Here’s to summertime seafood cooking
Do you enjoy lobsters? Do you like going out on boats? Summer months are shorter and shorter these days. Enjoy the seabreeze as much as you can.
Obviously Fred Jr was named after her Uncle Fred. Uncle Fred is an awesome guy and Snapchat helped bring Freddie Jr alive. As you can see riding in the dark allows junior to highlight some of her great features. This reminds me of when Uncle Fred would pick us up in the brown truck and allow us to ride in the back of the pick up. I believe we would watch fireworks in this truck. What did I Know? I was acting cool in my cool uncle’s truck. NightRiderFred enjoys working on cars and trucks as well as taking long drives to enjoy natural sceneries. Just look at those highlights!
Working out with Freddie
Work Out Fred
After getting my annual physical, the doctor never mentioned my facial hair growth and only focused on my lab stats. This means I need to eat more vegetables and non processed foods combined with extensive exercise. The plan is still a work in progress. Fred Jr enjoys spin class at elevate barre and cycle. The doctor has recommended adding in the barre class for strength training. Workout Fred also has severe seasonal allergies with ashama. As soon as Freddie can breathe, she will be back to riding daily and working on another fitness challenge to jumpstart her health goals.
Did you say Business Casual?
Business Casual Fred
Business as usual with Freddie. Working double time and overtime is what she does the most. Nights, weekends, whatever it takes. Riding from one end of the state to the other end, Freddie is meeting with professionals from all over to network her great abilities and build relationships. Why business casual? Well, you never know who you will meet or what the weather will be like so why not be comfortable.
Hope this put a smile on your face 😄
I hope you enjoyed your introduction into Freddie Jr. Let’s wish her well with her endeavors. Enjoy your day!
I believe my destination and my journey are different from the person who is sitting right next me. I also believe that no two journeys or paths are the same. We are all unique and special in our own way. Our uniqueness is what makes us beautiful. I would be bored if everyone was exactly like me. I like to be challenged every now and then. Yes, I can get frustrated with things and people but I really don’t mind it. I say the more triggers you make the better I get. LOL! Have you taken the time to reflect recently? When was the last time you were sitting by the dock of the bay?
Literally sitting under the dock of the bay and I’m watching my life/time roll away listening to Otis Redding’s “Sitting on the dock of the bay” song.
Don’t forget your sunglasses-protect them with a dream catcher hard shell case
Today I’m listening to the waves crash on the ocean floor. I decided to take a drive down to the Ocean Mist Beach Bar in South Kingstown, RI to meet up with my girlfriend. I needed to feel the sun’s rays beat against my flesh. The sun was hitting me in the right spot. Shining onto my face and body and allowing me to take in the natural vitamin D. As a result, my body felt so good to put my feet into the warm sand and lie down. I thought to myself, what is better than this? Seriously, what is better than feeling stress free and happy? I’m relaxing by this enormous beauty formed from mother nature. Content I am. Happy I am. One I am.
Soaking in the Sun’s Rays of the day
Yes, I pack a bag and my beach towel travels with me for these kinds of occasions.
What do you see in the picture below? Well, I see that the ocean view is obscured by a frame of wood. In order for me to get a better view, I must take a step forward in order to capture the whole scene. To me, moving forward meant moving past the blockages of bar stools and people in my way or in other words life. Yes, of course I could have taken a step back and lost site of the entire seascape altogether.
Small Adjustments Can Make A Difference
On the other hand, I could have stayed right where I was and not making a move at all. That would mean I would have to continue to glance at the ocean from a picture box. Of course I wanted a better picture so graciously I made my way to the opening. My Picture is a gorgeous view and breathtaking it was. At that moment in time I got a glimpse of my past, present and future all at that one moment of an ocean view.
Viewing the emotions of the ocean from a picture box window at The Ocean Mist Beach Bar, RI.
As one day ends another begins
We always hear the term “when one door closes another opens“, the same is true when we say as one day ends another begins. The sun sets and then rises again. In Sheri terms the wave in motion is filled with emotions. Turning our days into nights and our nights into days. I was always taught that the moon controls the tides (high and low) and that the moon also controls or has an effect on our emotions. I guess that is why they say “my emotions are like the waves in the ocean“.
Dream Catcher Wood Frame-Eagle (it bestows freedom and courage to look ahead
The world is turning continuously. Our minds and emotions are always moving at top speed just like a roller coaster. Here’s a good one for ya, the ocean was here before the roller coaster came into existence. Did that make you think for minute? Some days we are left wondering if this peacefulness will stay or go. If pictures can say a thousand words than I see the future further out in the distance. It’s possible to get to my future, but why do I need to speed thru my present to get there? I need to embrace my present because before we know it we will be missing the past.
Listening and watching the waves crash on the ocean rocks at The Ocean Mist Beach Bar, RI
Are you feeling trapped by our own existence? Do you embrace the struggles of today? Do you ever feel better when you are soaking up in the sun?
My dad was definitely a dreamer. It was hard trying to believe anything he said. He would add bits and pieces to make his stories more interesting. One thing that was true and undeniable was his love for his children. He did not show his love in the form of money or providing a roof over our heads. Therefore we did not look to him for these qualities. The truth is he did not teach us about stability. Am I sad or hurt by this, no I am not. He did teach us to Respect our mother regardless of what he was or wasn’t doing. He also taught us to stick together no matter what. He taught us to do the things he wished he had done but by the time he could make it right, it was too late for him. He taught us how to fish, pump gas, change a tire, change our oil for our vehicles, enjoy life by traveling outside your comfort zone, try different things, go out on new adventures and always have a dream. My dad didn’t seem to stay in the same spot for too long. He would try something and if he failed once, he would drop it and then move to the next thing. That was just his way and over time we would accept that. He had three girls and one boy, all who were special to him. He would say “you are all special to me” and we all got the same treatment. Did we fight for dads attention? Yes and No. We cherished the time we were given because we always knew it would be a short visit. I lived 18 years of distance from him before he returned home to spend what he had left of his living life. He was able to build a relationship with his grandchildren for the first time. At one point I got very angry with him because I didn’t understand how he could leave us and the separation from him and our only brother was devestating. When we had the talk, he was already paralyzed sitting in a wheelchair, he had no where to run and had to face the music. I let him know that no matter how much we think or he thought he messed up, I would be there to take care of him until the end. I wanted him to know that I loved him, he was/is my dad and he always has a place in my heart ❤️. Happy Father’s Day in Heaven Daddy!
Admiring My Step-Dad. We call him “POP”
My stepdad jumped in with no questions asked. Three emotional girls and six grandchildren later. Always testing my boundaries and throwing in the “you’re not my dad” trick. My sisters latched onto him quicker than me. I would say it took over 20 years for me to really see how great a man he really is. He is and was always willing to help in anyway he can. He was also there for us physically, financially and emotionally. He was there for graduations, proms, pregnancies, weddings, car braking down, supporting our endeavors big and small. He helped put a roof over our heads and food on the table. He brought us on vacations and allowed us to bring friends. Traveling to Disney with my kids is a tradition I get and want to continue that was passed down from my stepdad. On my wedding day he walked me down the isle to give me away as his own daughter. I am his daughter and he had a hand in raising me. Was my biological father present? Yes he was, but his health was so bad he couldn’t fullfil this task. Had he had been strong enough to walk, I would have had them both walk me down the isle just like my older sister did. Pop was the stable one who would get us to think rationally. I remember he helped me with my science project (how wetlands work and why they are valuable). Around our town people will go to him for all kinds of advice on projects. Our family adores him. He is truly one of a kind. Happy Father’s day Pop. The kids and I are so lucky to have you.
All A Dad wants is for his little girl to be happy
Happy Father’s Day
Overall I had two great dads. Both were like “MacGyver”. They could fix anything, solve anything, build anything and create anything. Enjoy your Father’s Day!
