Being Gutsy…

My nephew Lucas and my dad, who everyone calls Top Shelf

Being gutsy is staying true to your beliefs and values

even when someone challenges you

Being gutsy is staying strong in any situation

easy or difficult, either way being on top is the

positive outlook ( a few years ago my dad lay in a hospital bed

sick but told the nurse he was on the “ top shelf”)

Being gutsy is fighting cancer everyday but laughing

anyway and finding the joys in every day( my niece is doing this, fighting

but mostly importantly LIVING)

Being gutsy is working hard day in and day out

having a strong work ethic and taking pride in every action

( my husband Tom practices this and it’s one of the many reasons

that I love him and I’m proud of him)

I know many souls that are gutsy

they’re living with extreme strength

and faith

with a quiet and steadfast perseverance

Rest In Peace Mrs. Geneen

Maybe you live gutsy

Plowing forward through your troubles

Making the best of it

Praying to God

and having eternal faith that all will be well.

Here’s to all the gutsy people in my life,

they have taught me strength

Persistence, confidence, and faith.

My cousins and I. Carmen in the middle

Anita, Sherrie, Dad, Tom, Laura ( Rest In Peace), Mrs. Geneen for your strength and example ( Rest In Peace) ,Theo for her strength through her trials, my cousin Carmen who has battled back from a horrific attack and tours now to teach others , my stepfather Gary and many more.

Theo on the right front, a woman who smiles no matter what
My niece Ella and my stepfather Gary who has had recent health challenges but still on top

All My Best,

Mary 💜🌈

Goodbye to Our Precious Katie 😔😻

For those of you have read my post of Living One a Day at a Time concerning my kitty cat Katie being sick, I want to let you know that sadly we had to let her go and stop her suffering. We were nursing her for two weeks from kidney failure. She stopped eating her meals and was just drinking water and eating a few treats a day. Every night she visited me and slept beside me, a sure sign that she wanted to convey that she was ready to let go. The other day she was so weak that she fell down a few stairs. At that moment we knew what we had to do to alleviate her pain and let her keep her dignity until the end.

Tom and I took her to the vets, a place full of compassionate and caring people. They understood my endless tears and red swollen face. They explained the process. They left us alone to say goodbye while we held her while the sleeping meds kicked in. After they took effect, Tom left. It was too emotional and I had told him that he needed to do what was comfortable for him. I didn’t know if I could stay with her while they euthanized. Was I strong enough to hold all this pain of seeing my baby girl go to the other side?I know now that I was. I stayed with her and held her and whispered her beautiful name. I promised her that I was there for her and that I hoped to see her over the rainbow someday. Through salty fresh tears, I did it. I pulled through, after all ,it’s what I owed her for all those years of her faithful love and joy to our family. It was as if she was sleeping. It was peaceful but one of the saddest moments of my life!It’s an experience that I wish to forget yet all that emotion, love and friendship remains.

Our Katie will be cremated and we will bury her in a special spot in our yard. She will live in our memories and in our hearts. We will miss her tremendously, her looking for treats while we did treat hunts, her calm nature and purring, her scratching on our son’s door at night, her soft clean coat and her nosy personality while she followed us throughout the house.

Her brother Smokey misses her as well, looking up on my bed for her. That was one of Katie’s favorite places while she was sick. We plan to cuddle with him, give him extra treats and help him as he might get lonely. I know that he will be okay but I hurt for him.

I still look around corners expecting her to be there or lounging in her rocking chair.Its going to be awhile before I stop looking. It’s hard, just like everyone said it would be! But through all this loss and pain, I wouldn’t trade it for anything, as she served us with enough love for a lifetime. That eases the pain a bit.

All My Best,

Heart and Soul 😻❤️

My Morning Affirmation

Good Morning Self,

What could you do today to live in peace?

Try deep breaths while closing your eyes. Listen to your lungs inhale and exhale, clearing your mind of worries.

Think positive thoughts of yourself and others.

Start fresh this brand new day,

Ridding your mind of “ I can’t do that”.

Grasp on to joyful thoughts and memories.

Build yourself up for new possibilities,

while bashing negatives that create barriers.

Believe that YOU can make this day

AMAZING in every way!


Silent Night

All is calm, all is bright…

In the silent shadows of night

a peace blankets the Earth

in light.

Somewhere angelic  choir voices

ring in harmony

People spread love wherever they go

and an everlasting joy thrives.

Do you feel it and live it?

Let’s believe in peace and joy. 

God Bless you all

All My Best,

Heart and Soul 🌈

T is for Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving thoughts and plans

are underway!

I’m thinking of roasted succulent

turkey and pumpkin pie

which I’ll indulge in on Thursday.

The cherry and pumpkin pies

will be  made in my kitchen.

One of the boys’ favorites,

apple crisp and my daughter in

law’s vegan cheesecake

is also on the dessert menu.

My heart is thankful                                             

while I’m praising God

for all my blessings.

Thank goodness

for my two sons

whom mean so very much to me,

my loving husband Tom 

and his thoughtful act of brewing my coffee every morn!

Thank the good Lord for bringing us

our new daughter in law Alexis

to share her life with Dylan!

As I pen these words,

thoughtless wild turkeys

traipse in mounds of snow

across the way…

little do they know Thanksgiving

is almost here!

This day will be extraordinary

in every way.

Happy Thanksgiving from my family to yours. Wherever you may be or whatever you celebrate I wish you peace and love this day and every day! 

Love,

Mary 🦃❤️

A Spring Morn

 

It’s a spring morning in New Hampshire. As I rise the wood floor boards are freezing to touch. Goosebumps spring through me as I glance out the bedroom window.An emerging sun welcomes my rising from a deep slumber. It warms the earth as robins and chickadees fly all about the yard.

A hot cup of coffee and a watch outside begins the day. Chipmunks already are at their daily routine skittering all over the front lawn. One has made a hole in one place where I tripped the other day. I’m not sure what Tom will do with it or will he leave it?

 

As the day warms I shed blankets and turn off the electric heaters. It’s been about two weeks since we’ve had a stove fire. It actually is a luxury for Tom not to haul wood to the house and kindle a fire so early. The house is warm enough, as the day warms up to the 60’s and lasts until the night cools off. Our heating season is coming to an end besides a sporadic wood fire on chilly June mornings.

 

Nearby yards host delicate daffodils and tulips, springing their rich yellow and pink colors, a beautiful combination with the rich green grass hue. I long to have a daffodil and tulip garden and add it to my yard wish list for coming years.

 

Tom trimmed our sprawling apple tree in the back yard. It looks so much better with branches cut back. Bumblebees fly from blossom to blossom, a good sign for my upcoming garden growth. Gotta have those bees!

 

Just the other day I saw my first hummingbird on a cherry tree branch. It must have been visiting the blossoms. My feeder is up now and I’ve spied the little guy already making a visit for a sugary drink.

 

As this beautiful day emerges with all the possibilities of nature, I remain extremely grateful for this country life. Despite the worries and anxiety of everyday living and an ending school year, I find this quiet yard a haven from it all. It’s a quaint refuge where I can gather my thoughts and center my mind as birds chirp in the background. I can only hope that you all find this harmony in a corner of your world. If you have this, grasp it with all your might and indulge in its elements. It’s the best and cheapest therapy around and will prepare you for what you have to face in the near future.

All My Best,

Heart and Soul

Sunday Morning

 

The quiet moments of a Sunday morning calm me and my soul. Every working person knows the weekend is when you get things done at home but not only that. It’s a time of peace and quiet, an opportunity to rest and recharge your batteries for the coming work week. Without this time, I become exhausted and distracted.

 

 

 

You may attend church and that’s your peace. Perhaps you read a good book by candlelight or meditate in a dark room. Everyone relaxes and recharges in a different way. It doesn’t matter what you do, as long as it generates tranquility in your life.

 

 

There are various activities I do on a Sunday morning. I sit with my steaming coffee and look out the window watching my world wake up. Sometimes I blog and catch up on friends’ blog entries and comment. Other times I make a breakfast for us. This morning I made crepes, one of my husband’s favorites. On the side I heated up blueberries, added a dash of cinnamon and a tablespoon of sugar. It was fun to fill my little cordial cups with orange juice and set the table as if we had company. I love a good chance to use my best china and light the candles.

Here’s hoping you all have a restful Sunday!

All My Best,

Heart and Soul

My Mom’s Grace

Dedicated to my mom, her resilience in life and her grace I didn’t know until now.

 

My beautiful mom

 

 

About six weeks ago while my mom visited me, she excitedly gave me a pamphlet announcing a dance class that she was in. ” Could you go to this, Mary?” she sweetly asked me and of course I said I would. I thought at first that she wanted me to participate in the dance class and I wasn’t sure how I would do, but then I discovered that it was a dance recital and that I would be in the audience. Phew! What a relief that I didn’t have to bust a move!

 

 

                                                    My mom and niece on Cookie Day

 

 

The dance class, Body in Motion, was for women over 65 and was held in a function room at the Horsemeadow Senior Center in North Haverhill, New Hampshire. Instructor Jeanne Limmer taught this class highlighting confidence and joy. The women journaled during the class and performed simple dance movements. It was a reflective and emotional discovery for all of the ladies. The dance class instructor drove a two-hour trip to teach the class, with reservations at first. But as the class went on and she got to know these amazing women, she was happy to do the drive.

 

Courtesy of Upper Valley News Taken by Liz Sauchelli

 

Upon entering the building, I noticed happy positive people with teeming smiles and an energy I wanted to bottle up for myself! My mom stood there proudly when I arrived. I knew that I HAD to be there for her and that it was definitely a special event.

 

Shared from Upper Valley News Taken by Liz Sauchelli

 

 

The presentation was graceful and inspiring. The women took turns saying profound words to describe themselves using words such as strength, kindness, love and peace. Each woman  performed a quick fluid movement with her word, either reaching her arms to the sky or hugging herself.

 

 

Courtesy of Upper Valley News Taken by Liz Sauchelli

 

 

At one point in the program all the spectators were invited to dance on the floor and celebrate movement while focusing on the positive aspects of life. Swinging my hips and whole body among all these happy graceful souls, I felt alive! It was a few beautiful moments of sheer pleasure and peace, ones that I would love to reenact again. I didn’t care what people thought and no one else did either. We all celebrated life through dance and movement while practicing it in a forgiving space with no holds barred.

 

The closing of the recital was when all the women stood in a semi-circle and a joyous song, Bird Song by Heather Masse played. This angelic voice floated across the room singing , ” I hear a bird chirping up in the sky, I like to be free like that and spread my wings so high.”

 

As this beautiful tune played I watched my mom. She danced with peace and love, with a beaming smile that lit up the room. I was so proud of her that day, of her courage to participate in the recital, her grace to spread her wings and fly and not care what people thought. It was one of the best moments I’ve shared with my mother in a long time and I thank God for this chance to connect with her. I love her so and don’t tell her enough.

 

Myself, my mom and my sister Barb

 

Check out this song, Bird Song by Heather Masse on Spotify or iTunes. It’s a lovely expression of peace, a song that can be danced to or a great background for creating art or writing. Let me know what you think if you listen to it.❤

 

 

All My Best,

Heart and Soul 💗

 

The Perfect Morning

I want to share with you all my perfect morning yesterday. Since it was Saturday the alarm clock could stay off. Thankfully I peacefully slept until I woke up. That’s this working woman’s prayer…that at least once or twice a week I can slumber without a blaring wake up.

 

I don’t have a photo of this mornings sunrise but look at this stunning sunset from a few years back.

 

Waking up sleepily, I glanced out my new bedroom window just feet from my bed. As gorgeous pink ribbons painted the heavens, I sat on the edge of my bed absorbed in this  wonder. It’s amazing how beautiful the sky can be the same day as a storm, a calm miracle preceding a turbulent event.

 

 

Trudging down our stairs, I heard a crash against the window and saw a little chickadee fly away unharmed. About six other chickadees fluttered and swooped in front and into the roadside bushes. They flew with angelic grace but with an energetic speed. One landed on our front stoop and pecked at a dried plant sprig and at that very moment, I knew this morning was magical and a gift from God above.

 

 

So I want to thank God for my perfect morning! After these beautiful sights I cradled my hot brew and sat comfortably in my favorite chair. It’s these moments that increase my faith and affirm my belief in Him. I know He’s watching out for me! The only regret from this experience is that I don’t have photographs to share, instead you’ll have to take my word for it and  I’ll share a sunset I enjoyed a few years back.

 

All the beauty and love in the world is proof of God’s love! I happily embrace God’s magic and I hope you do too!

Be looking for a Thanksgiving post soon!🏡

All My Best,

Heart and Soul ❤

Living in Peace and Love

Little reminders of life’s fleeting actions keep me in check at times. A mammogram and the waiting for an answer…my thoughts asking will they find something or do I go about my life as usual? Phew, all is okay and I move on. Then I heard the horrific news of the Las Vegas shootings on what would have been a quiet day. It  should have stunned me but honestly it didn’t. I believe that I’m numb in response to the shooting occurrences across our country because it’s everyday news. It’s sad but the truth.  I do feel compassion and sympathy for the victims and the families they left behind. Now the latest terror attack in New York City is a prominent reminder to me, that life can change in a heartbeat.

 

 

But through all this chaos, I refuse to spend my energy on hate! Instead  I desire to focus on the victims and pray for them and their stricken families. I know that hate will always exist in this world and that the hurt from it will never disappear completely. In spite of this truth, my intention is to lighten this anxiety by focusing on love and nurturing it in any way I can. There is an immense LOVE that connects us and can empower us. This outstanding circle of love around the world CAN overcome the pain that hate inflicts!

 

A recent picture of my sister Barb, my dad and I at my niece’s Halloween Birthday party. Enjoying moments with my family.

 

 

Making memories

 

 

Another way we can honor the victims is cherish every moment of life. Everyday we have that choice to grasp on to the wonders of life and to live without fear clouding our vision.  With that choice of strength, we can focus on small but significant moments for our joys. Gazing at a local mountain range looming in the distance or absorbing the love and light of a peachy sunset at twilight all are wonders that amaze me! When I go for my walks alone or with friends we notice the colors and textures along the road and glints of light shining through a stand of trees. Loving my family and friends is also a celebration of life and an assurance of celebrating love and peace.

 

I challenge you to notice the small but significant sights on your walks or trips to work or the car. Why live life speeding as if in a race without stopping to cherish the simple things?Even a deep breath and release in the chilly air is exhilarating. Don’t you think so? 

 

By choosing love and celebrating life’s smallest miracles, I believe each and every one of us can live life to the fullest. Living life in peace and fostering love is what I intend on doing, despite the hate of others. 

 

Live in Love and Peace🌷

All My Best,

Heart and Soul 💗