Life is too short…

Yesterday was an emotional day. We went to a memorial for a woman who passed away suddenly at the age of 49.  We did not know her.  We only met her a couple of times but we went to her memorial to support our good friends who knew and loved her very much.

I am the same age as the woman who passed and I am also a mother. She left behind two children who are only 14 and 16. The path those young people will now have to maneuver without the one person who loves them the most is going to be long and difficult. Thankfully, the kids have a very supportive family and network of friends who will look after them and help them through the grieving process. But, my soul still aches for those young tenderhearted children. Losing their Mom at a young age is difficult and they will have to rely on memories of her to sustain and carry them through this life.

I pray that my children never have to go through this.

This loss is a stark reminder that Life is too short and you never now when your time will come. It is that gentle tap on my shoulder reminding me to live my life to the fullest, love my dear ones every day, be kind and not take anything or anyone for granted. Easier said than done….right?

I fall victim to the everyday routine which feels like a rat race sometimes.  I am often just trying to get through the day. I have to get the kids off to school, get the laundry finished and put away, go to work, finish projects before deadlines, pay the bills, help with homework, get dinner made, go grocery shopping, sports, scouts, music lessons…! And I’m fortunate, I have a wonderful husband who carries his share of the everyday tasks. But it is still overwhelming and chaotic. I often feel like I am not present and that I am just passing through this wondrous life.

I don’t have an answer or a solution…yet 🙂

But I do know how important it is for me to stop and take a few deep breaths, slow down and hug my dear ones, learn to say no and be truly grateful for the blessings right in front of me.  I hear my Grandmother’s voice whisper in my ear…

Psst…Debbie…Life is too short…Think BIG and Be happy!

Breathe Debbie! Breathe in the beauty of life! Breathe in the joy of your dear ones! Life is too short to be indifferent! Breathe in happiness!

Until next time…



This is a test!

I’ve never really written a blog but I do keep a diary. I’m guessing it is just like that…well except that I really shouldn’t share my dark little secrets. That kind of honesty might frighten some and I could get in trouble with some of you who are reading this.

# 1 Rule to Writing a Blog…Do Not share TMI for it might bite you in the tuchas!

So, here goes my first entry…

I curse a lot! So much, that when my 5 year old daughter tripped over her own feet, she responded with an enthusiastic, JESUS! Breaking our Savior’s name up into two distinct syllables and putting the emphasis on the SUS. My husband did not correct our daughter, instead he immediately turned to me as I tried to slink behind the sectional couch and accused me of tainting our child’s vocabulary.  He was right. It was my fault. She sounded just like me. My husband has his share of faults but I can honestly say cursing is not one of them.

Trying not to curse in front of my kids has been a challenge. For years I’ve tried to give myself incentives. For example, I told myself, if I don’t curse in front of the kids today, I can treat myself to a dark chocolate candy bar (Sea Salt Soiree by Ghirardelli). The treat was amazing, I just had to change the time frame. It went from not cursing a whole day, to a half day, to one hour and finally to after they went to bed.  It clearly was not working. I also tried creating a curse jar and every time a naughty word slipped out, I would have to pay a fine of 25 cents. It doesn’t sound like a lot but it sure added up quickly and it didn’t really deter me from actually cursing. The pathetic reality was, I was stealing from the jar to indulge my chocolate obsession. So it was actually counter productive.

My son recently suggested that I substitute friendly words for the naughty ones. Not only am I going to try it out while talking but also while I write.  In my diary, I use a lot of curse words but it probably wouldn’t be prudent to curse in this blog, just in case my kids decide to read it, I think it would still constitute cursing in front of them.

Stay tuned… I’ll let you know how I do this week.  It is going to be a tough week because we were out of school on Monday, January 18th for the observance of Dr. Martin Luther King’s birthday.  The kids went to school on Tuesday and then all heck (notice I did not use hell) broke loose!  We had Snowmageddon 2016 in Georgia and school was cancelled Wednesday, Thursday and Friday. My little cuties were hoping we would get that recorded message from the superintendent calling off school tomorrow.  We got the call alright, but only to remind us that we DID have school! Nobody was thrilled, including me. So we have to get our schedule groove back. Wish us luck…

Until next time…