“When there’s nothing left to be said, are you still saying it?” Old 60’s quote from who knows where…
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(An Embryo at 12 weeks- not ours)
I am so excited. I’m going with my daughter and son-in-law for the 12 week sonogram tonight. What a way to meet my grandchild! I don’t remember them back in my day… Apparently this tech has a 100% success rate reading these things for gender, but of course the 20 week one will be definitive. I have many deep thoughts about this baby’s soon to be arrival into our family, but that will be another post for another time. Just had to share the present thrill. Even my own Drama Mama (thanks for that one, Amber!) is excited. She will be a great grandma, and we even have a great great grandma waiting in the wings. More tomorrow, friends.
Sooner or later the reality of it all had to hit. Like millions of Americans, we lost most of our retirement money in the stock market crash. We thought it had been safe in our 401K. Even so we figured, hoped, like millions of Americans, that it would rebound. We did not panic, even though my husband is 64 years old. We still hope so.
And our home, like mostly everyone else’s, is not worth what we paid for it four years ago. Ok, well fine, we don’t want to sell it anyway. We love our cozy little place out in the middle of nowhere, PA. We look forward to our grandkids’ visits out to the country, where we can take them fishing, have sleepouts on the screened porch, catch lightening bugs, that kind of thing.
However recently just before the crash, my husband, primary wage earner, left a very well paying, secure job, to take one closer to home, and me. And that has turned out to be a disaster. Long story short, the company restructured and let go the man who hired him. Then the other day Alph comes home and tells me there are strong rumors, from good sources. that the place is going to fold. Yes, I know, a rumor is just that, a rumor. But based upon what my husband sees of the management of the place, which he was hired to fix, the rumor seems highly credible.
With no money to draw on from our 401K or any home equity, we are one paycheck away from no house, no security, no golden years. Luckily, he has already networked with a previous boss who is also a personal friend, and has consulting work lined up with him for sometime next year which should turn into a full time job.
But still… one paycheck away from public assistance.
It wasn’t supposed to be this way. Not at our age. I grieve for the lost, false sense of economic security. Ignorance was bliss.
You have to be a baby boomer to appreciate this I think. Click on the link and be SURE you have your sound on 🙂
C. FreeFoto.com 2008
“There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly.” Buckminster Fuller
Ok, this may be a sign of my obsession with wanting a grandchild, but I ask you….can you watch this and NOT laugh just hearing him? I hope this brings a smile, or a laugh, to you today.
Here is a present for you:
Focus solely on the present below, thinking of nothing else but the image of that present…the colors….the shapes…focus for as long as you can…and then, when you’re ready, open the present and see what you find…
In doing this exercise you are already practicing being present…experiencing peace and release from worries about tomorrow.
What did you find when you opened your present?
Copyright Jupiter Images 2008
“Look not back in anger nor ahead in fear, but think of now with awareness.” Author Unknown
I chose this quote for my high school yearbook. I have no idea how it surfaced through the years to my conscious memory, but wow! That 18 year old girl must have had some precognition that the quoted lesson would be one I so needed to eventually learn (and teach my future clients).
And learning it I am. Even more aware of the beauty of nature than I’ve been all my life (if thats posssible),seeing it, smelling it, feeling it on my skin, melding with it, morphing with it, feeling it in every inch of my body and soul. Its a beautiful autumn here in the northeast…
How long are YOU able to stay in the present moment? Have you thought about that? Have you thought about the fact that when you are TRULY in the present moment you can’t worry or feel anxious because that’s about the future? Are you letting the simple joys of the present moment slip away into tomorrows that may never come?
What are your favorite ways of staying present? Staying in the present is a present you give to yourself.
I read a moving essay in today’s NY Times, by a man who might not even be alive today if he hadn’t remembered the well publicized facts and symptoms of Russert’s heart attack. He notes that apparently many, many men are arriving in emergency rooms, better safe than sorry.
Its so worth reading…
I just read one of those great articles that I wish I could say I wrote. I didn’t. It was written by David Brooks and published in the New York Times. Very funny. It is a real treat for boomers and anyone else starting to have memory issues. Here is an excerpt:
“Society is now riven between the memory haves and the memory have-nots. On the one side are these colossal Proustian memory bullies who get 1,800 pages of recollection out of a mere cookie-bite. They traipse around broadcasting their conspicuous displays of recall as if quoting Auden were the Hummer of conversational one-upmanship. On the other side are those of us suffering the normal effects of time, living in the hippocampically challenged community that is one step away from leaving the stove on all day.
This divide produces moments of social combat. Some vaguely familiar person will come up to you in the supermarket. “Stan, it’s so nice to see you!” The smug memory dropper can smell your nominal aphasia and is going to keep first-naming you until you are crushed into submission. “
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