Thankfully, I have never had a heart attack. I think I must have inherited my Grandfather’s heart (whose brain died, but heart kept beating afterward).
Sad to say, my beloved Grandmother did die of a heart attack when I was just 7 years old.
My favorite memories of her also include her charm, sense of humor, passion for cooking and feeding her family as well as the special times we would watch the March of the Tin Soldier together. I just miss that woman so much and wish she would have known about the signs of a heart attack. Maybe she might still be alive today.
For those of you who don’t know, below is a little movie that shows you what the symptoms of a heart attack are. I get a kick out of this movie, because (minus the heart attack) I am so familiar with the craziness of how her morning unfolds. Happens every day, but just with more kids.
Please feel free to pass this along and have a great day!
Tonight, the Oscars are on and although I am not the biggest fan, I do glance at the show while flipping thought the channels.
I could not help but find this story so interesting!
The woman who gave Elvis his first on screen kiss finds happiness….in a convent!
Pretty interesting story and funny how life sometimes turns around as she will be hitting the Red Carpet tonight!
What is meant to be is meant to be and this Nun belongs, for tonight anyway, on the Red Carpet!
You can read the story here:
As some of you may know, I have 7 kids with my wonderful hubby. I first gave birth to a son, Gavin Michael. He a full of life, kid, and has more energy than most people know what to do with. Sometimes, including me. My husband and I are very proud to say that we are parents of a Missionary, as he is in his 2nd year of NET, The National Evangelization Team, a group of young adults who minister to the youth of Middle School and High School.
Anyway, he travels all over the US, as the Music Minister for Team 9, a group of 6 girls and 5 guys. He recently got his iPod stolen from him (for some unknown reason) and it was held ransom by his “Sisters” until he wrote a song for them. (Gavin is very talented that way, with perfect pitch and, in my opinion, a pretty good ability to write lyrics!) Here is the song he wrote to get it back. 🙂
I was treated to a Brownie Ceremony yesterday at my local public school. My Daughter is a part of troop that meets there a couple of times a month.
They had a little play that told the legend of the Brownies,
They got some new badges,
and said the Girl Scout Law posted above…
I was very proud that our Troop stuck to the original Law and did not change any words. It was recited just as I recited it as a Girl Scout myself. It is interesting to realize that all those years ago, when I was in Girl Scouts, it must have had a profound enough effect on me that I still strive to live by their rules to this day. Do I keep and follow every rule? Of course not….but I do strive to follow them and am disappointed when I do not.
I will do my best to be:
honest and fair,
friendly and helpful,
considerate and caring,
courageous and strong, and
responsible for what I say and do,
respect myself and others,
use resources wisely,
make the world a better place, and
be a sister to every Girl Scout.
Once a Girl Scout, always a Girl Scout!
I have a strong desire to be a recording artist and sing on Broadway…most anyone who knows that will tell you. I don’t want to be crazy famous enough to have cameras follow me everywhere, but have enough of a following that I could make a good amount of money and not worry about it for the rest of my life. Now that does not mean I would stop working…if you knew me, you would know that too. I love to work….I usually have a job a love with a passion and although I do love my family to pieces, work comes a quick second after them. That is up for debate by some of my family members, but, oh well. Maybe another post subject.
I am, though realistic, that perhaps, God has different plans for me and that my current position of singing every Sunday at a precious little Church in the woods and Funerals as well as at Weddings is what I am destined to do for the rest of my life. Perhaps…..
Anyway, I do relish my children’s musical abilities. Are they virtuosos? No. Musical genius’? Perhaps. Only time will tell on that one. They all have a strong enough desire, that most of them have taught themselves how to play their instruments of choice and some are working on theirs. Some have help from school, others not, but either way, it is enough to have the house always filled with music (with help from my flock of parakeets!)
For instance, here is an idea of the passion imbued in them:
Write a letter to your favorite musician. Explain to that musician what you enjoy about his or her music.
You are my favorite singer of all; sometimes I cannot stop listening to your music! It is meaningful and heartwarming. It talks about normal life situations and how to get over them. Some of my favorite songs are “Rolling in the Deep”, “Someone like you” and “Set Fire to the Rain”. They talk about love and breakups which I like to sing about. I am a very good singer myself, and would like to follow in your footsteps and write hit songs. Your songs are fun to sing or hum to when they come on the radio. I also like the mashup of the songs “Someone like you” and “Rumor has it”, which you both wrote. Two of your amazing songs combined make this one even more amazing! Your music inspires me and if I ever met you in person I might just faint. Keep up the good work, write more songs, and become the most famous singer in the whole entire world! I hope one day I’ll be famous just like you.
One of your biggest fans,
I have it in my right mind to send it off the Adele and hope that she answers. It would tickle my Daughter pink…as well as her Mom.
Of the English Family Descent of De Wessyngton
The eldest of 7 children
Father died when he was only 11
Homeschooled until 11 yrs old
Sought after as a leader since his playground days
A man’s man, relating to Aristocracy to the common man
Was appointed Adjudant- General at the age of 19 by his Brother Lawrence
Was stricken with small pox, scarring his face for life
Have you guessed yet?
If you said George Washington, you would be right! Why George? I like George the best because he was a way above average person who seemed to have it all and get it all done. That is the type of person who I choose to emulate because he chose to live his life above and beyond people’s expectations and, despite the hardships in his life. He married, and although never had any kids of his own, fostered his wife’s children and their children’s children. Apparently, the small pox made him sterile, which was sad, since there is evidence to indicate he wanted his own children. He was a landowner of over 6500 acres, who planted tobacco but then added flour milling, fishing, horse breeding, spinning, weaving and later on, whiskey production.
He managed his affairs well, but declined to care for himself enough to live past 67. The story goes that he went out on horseback into the dark, cold, wet, night while it was hailing, snowing and freezing rain was falling. He spent the day inspecting his land. When he got home, he never changed out of his wet clothes, and got hoarse as the day went on. He awoke at 3 am to let his wife know he was ill. They tried to “bleed” him to help the illness pass, but to no avail. He died that very day of the illness he contracted from that final ride. His last words written in his diary, “Tis well.”
He was a great man and my favorite President.
By visualizing my desired outcome, the perfect action is always inspired. Esther Hicks.
I really like this quote since it reminds me that whatever I set my mind to, I can expect to come to life. It may not come about exactly when I want it, but it usually appears at the right time. It also reminds me to keep my eyes away from thoughts that lead to unnecessary stress about what might come about (that usually never even ends up happening)
For instance, this morning, at Mass, I was the lead adult vocal in our Children’s Church Choir arrangement of “This Little Light of Mine.” No big deal, right? Ummmm, I am almost embarrassed to say that it made me very nervous. Why would a little song like that make me worry? It was because I had to improvise the song and I was not sure how I was going to juggle the little Children Choir I lead (3-6 yr olds) and sing at the same time. They are an adorable crew of kiddos, but if you are not standing there, leading them to sing louder, with movement and animation, they…kind…of…just…stand there…looking at the congregation. So it made me kind of nervous until my wonderful Choir Director said it was fine for me to sing my verse, hop down to lead the kids and hop back up on the 4th verse to lead the whole group again. It turned out to be fine and a lot of fun to do! I wish they would have recorded it, but I don’t think they did. I also had to improvise and since there was no written music and no set way to sing it, that left it too open for my personal comfort. Hoping to get some inspiration, I sat and watched all four hours of the Whitney Houston Funeral and it was just the inspiration I needed. ( I even put my white suit on at Mass..to play the part of Gospel singer…just like the Baptist Choir Ladies who wore white at the funeral.) I think it worked. 🙂