Action and Prayers

I just came home from a rally for gun control. I can’t stop thinking about what one of the speakers said.

She shared the story of an 8-year-old girl who went to her mom and asked for a new pair of shoes. When asked why — the little girl said her tennis shoes lit up when she walked and she was afraid a shooter might see them.

A child wasn’t thinking about being a child. A child was thinking of how to protect herself from being shot.

I immediately thought of my 7-year-old granddaughter and began searching my mind for what shoes I had seen her in. Did she have any shoes that lit up when she walked?

The recent shooting in Florida has raised awareness that has lasted an almost two-week news cycle. With previous shootings, we are usually on to another news topic. Not this time.

The high school where the shooting occurred has brought forth the voices of our next generation.

And they aren’t going away. Their voices are reflective of a combination of fear, sorrow, and common sense to keep themselves alive because they are realizing the adults in charge are not.

Today I am thankful

  • I saw Blank Pather yesterday with my grandson. It was amazing and then some. #wakanda
  • Every day the sun is staying with us a little longer.
  • My Wii Fit weight is back in the normal range.

I don’t like guns. I have had relationships with people who are avid gun owners. I never felt safe with them. One of them carries at all times. I felt less safe. It was a deal breaker for me. I am not an advocate of a good guy with a gun for every bad guy with a gun. Bystanders tend to get shot in the cross-fire.

My heart goes out to those affected by loss and to the government officials who need to make better choices to keep us and our children safe.

The time for thought and prayers has ended is no longer enough. It is time for action and prayers. 

When we have children reverberating with the message of “Keep us safe” it is time for change to happen. The message these students from Florida are speaking is a drop in a very large pond that is making big waves. We saw it yesterday when high school students across the nation walked out of classes to bring attention to gun control.

Gun control. Do not buy into the hype. No one is taking away guns. Although the NRA will play on people’s fear and tell you that is the bottom line. This movement is about improved gun control.

I wrote a blog on gun control after the Las Vegas massacre. Here I am today writing with a little girl’s wish for new shoes on my mind.

Our next generation will be old enough to vote in November 2018 and November 2020. We are witnesses to the voices of change and they are promising to take action. I am adding my voice and a promise of action to theirs.

Stay safe.

affectionately yours, Laura

Democracy .. Black History Month


by Langston Hughes

Democracy will not come Today, this year

Nor ever

Through compromise and fear.

I have as much right As the other fellow has To stand

On my two feet

And own the land.

I tire so of hearing people say,

Let things take their course.

Tomorrow is another day.

I do not need my freedom when I’m dead. I cannot live on tomorrow’s bread.


Is a strong seed Planted

In a great need.

I live here, too. I want freedom Just as you.

affectionately yours, Laura

Hello, February!

You’ve gotta dance like there’s nobody watching,

Love like you’ll never be hurt,

Sing like there’s nobody listening,

And live like it’s heaven on earth.

~William W Purkey~

Today I am thankful

  • Sun is shining in my window.
  • My coffee is extra good.
  • I had a fantastic time with friends last night.
  • I found peace of mind to a situation that has had me in distress.

Be careful on the whole dancing like there’s nobody watching situation .. my court date is pending .. or at least wear clothes!

affectionately yours, Laura

Climbing to Higher Ground

BullI recently read a story that has become my current mantra.

It went like this — a farmer’s prize bull fell into a deep hole. Unable to get him out, he gathered his neighbors to brainstorm on how to get his bull out. They failed to come up with a workable solution.

They came to an agreement that the humane thing to do was to put his bull out of his misery since he could not be saved.

They began to shovel dirt into the hole. With each shovelful, the bull shook off the earth and began to stomp the dirt underneath him.

After a time, the farmers had shoveled enough dirt into the hole that the bull was able to just climb out. They didn’t bury him at all!

The prize bull just kept shaking it off and slowly climbed to higher ground.

Today I am thankful

  • I had a delightful conversation with an old friend last night. It left me with a warm heart.
  • I am meeting with a new member of my medical team today. I call it “blind date therapy” because you just never know if you will connect or not. Nevertheless, with insurance changes, I am thankful for options.
  • My grandson gave me a candle for Christmas, and I have gotten so much joy from it. Its smell is soothing, and it is calming.
  • I got a new, used Wii console. Can’t wait to hook it up!

The bull story resonated with how I feel about my life right about now.

I feel like I am figuratively stuck in a hole. I have the support people around me trying to help. I just can’t seem to get myself moving and involved. The desire is there, my ability to get into motion is coming slowly.

When I do get going, and the “dirt” rains down on me, I am not using it positively like that bull in the story did. I have been letting it bury me. I made it paralyze my progress.

My lesson is rather than being buried, I have to stomp it under me to climb to the higher ground. I added Stevie Wonder’s HIgher Ground to my playlist for motivation.

So, I have to remind myself to “shake it off” just like that bull did. Little by little time will pass, my situation will change, and every day I stay focused on positive choices.

Like that bull, the day will come that I climb out of this figurative hole I feel like I am in. Each day comes and goes, and with it, my life flourishes and I continue to grow further into the woman I strive to be.

affectionately yours, Laura

revised from blog 21January14

Taking a Stand

maxfield parrish

Maxfield Parrish

The hardest times of my life have been those that I have had to take a stand for myself. The times I had to chose — me.

What makes it so very hard is it means I had to make choices that for my well-being, I had to change something in my world.

We make choices every day. Those decisions become habits. Those habits become the pattern of your life. I can almost guarantee you got up on the same side of the bed, brushed your teeth in the same pattern, put your pants on with the same leg first.

It’s human nature. We are creatures of habit. It’s when we get ourselves into patterns of bad habits that life becomes complicated.

It’s the lack of exercise that leads to health issues. Self-medicating to compensate for unhappiness. It’s staying in that job because it’s a bitch, but, a hassle to look for a new one, It’s staying in that relationship because you don’t want to be alone.

Taking a stand is changing a habit. It starts one day at a time. It begins with being tired of being unhappy. May it is looking in the mirror and not liking what you see. Maybe it is getting brave and deciding to be alone is better than compromising who you are for love.

Today I am thankful

  • My holiday tree lights are lovely and twinkling.
  • My house is becoming a home and finally looking and smelling like me.
  • I am delighted to be at home. I feel blessed to have a home, the security, to be content, and never take that for granted.
  • Frankie and Grace are back on Netflix’s!

I have to take a stand on some things in my life. My life recently has been a jumble of moving houses and the holidays.  It became easy to slide into some unhealthy patterns.

I am learning in all areas of my life, it is best to stand for yourself.

It takes 20+ days to create a habit. A choice of how we are treated, a choice of what we eat or drink, a choice to do something different. A choice to change a habit is a change in your world. Chose you.

“She who is brave is free.”

affectionately yours, Laura

Words Have Power

“I want all the girls watching here, now, to know that a new day is on the horizon! And when that new day finally dawns, it will be because of a lot of magnificent women, many of whom are right here in this room tonight, and some pretty phenomenal men, fighting hard to make sure that they become the leaders who take us to the time when nobody ever has to say ‘Me too’ again.” ~ Oprah Winfrey ~

Today I am thankful

  • I am gifted in ways that are not tangible. Those gifts can never be taken from me or destroyed by malicious intent. I never take that for granted.
  • I spent a delightful weekend with my tribe|family. Unconditional love is healing beyond any medication that can be prescribed.
  • Some views of nature are priceless.

There are powerful words spoken that you hear and you get goose bumps on your arms. The message engages your brain in all manners. It touches you mentally, spiritually, and it triggers that physical response.

You think “Those will be remembered and make a difference in history.”

When I heard Winfrey speak last night at the Golden Globes, I had that feeling. I had the sense that it was more than an acceptance speech of her Cecil B DeMille lifetime achievement award.

It was a call to a nation in turmoil and confusion. It spoke of respect of the media, respect of women and men who respect women.

Winfrey gave us a history lesson about a woman unknown to many till last evening — Recy Taylor. Her name is on many lips today, years too late.

Her words floated across a packed audience with women dressed in black attire showing united symbolic shoulder-to-shoulder support for the #metoo movement.

As the words I began this blog with were spoken, something changed. You could see it on faces, in postures, in the words used to describe the moment immediately on the internet.

And it continues. In that room. Across the nation. In the press today. Across the world as foreign newspapers that are writing there may be new hope for America.

Words have power. These, thank you, Oprah Winfrey, will be remembered in our lifetime and beyond.

affectionately yours, Laura