Grab each moment…

Nothing lasts forever. Well, some things do; all of life’s paraphernalia that we leave behind and the memories we leave for others. Somewhere down the line, someone may remember. Hopefully, fondly.

Then, there are relationships, friends and family who we often take for granted. As we all know, this human connectivity often disappears with harsh words or life’s final curtain. We’re left thinking about whatever part we played in a situation might have been handled better and how we should have made a more concerted effort to keep people close to us in our lives.

The catalyst? Human nature being what it is; we are, all of us, imperfect creatures, fueled by emotion which can lead to careless behavior. And hurt that leaves irreparable damage to others.

As life grows shorter with each passing day, the realization of how we’ve let too many things get completely out of control weighs heavily on our mind. The assumption of people always being there fades as time goes by and, with that, the opportunities wane to bring healing and closure to difficult situations.

Take not one moment for granted…that moment can never be replaced.

From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop….Write about something you took for granted.

One step…



Closure.  Simply stated…The End.

Pretty damn somber, overall.  We’ve all gone through it and will experience what makes up the dynamics involved with finality in any given situation.  And, I’m not focusing only on death here, yet, there is sadness often involved with the ending of a friendship, relationship, job or even a move to a different place on this earth.  The underlying factor touches on the good-byes we need to say, sometimes painful ones, when there is a toxic undercurrent inhibiting the quality of our lives.

One can put just so much into the dynamics of living and cope with the constantly changing aspects of dealing with others.  But, for all the effort which comes into play, when there is little responsiveness in a personal or business situation, that is an indicator which demonstrates both a lack of interest and no desire to continue a connection from those involved.

The energies we expend in our attempt to maintain some cohesiveness in any situation can be exhausting.  As difficult as it might be, when it becomes time, take those first steps and just call it a day.  Accept the finality.

“The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” – Lao Tzu



workshop-button-1From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Write a blog post inspired by the word: final


Always in sync, she said….

This is a day of mixed emotions…for so many.  A day set aside to honor all moms plus those women who hold special places in the hearts and minds of their families.  Something I wrote a while back touched upon this day that is a difficult time for so many.  Those thoughts still hold very true.  Some are without their mothers for the first time this year, others for much longer.  The pain of their respective losses cuts deeply, regardless of the time involved.


Yesterday, stores bustled with last-minute shoppers who were on a mission to find that perfect card, most beautiful bunch of flowers or garden plant.  As I drove home from work, local restaurants already had filled parking lots from families out to celebrate early, choosing to avoid the dining madness today.


It’s Mother’s Day, once again.  My 44th, in fact and I’m sitting here, reflecting on my years of motherhood.  I doubt if any mom out there has a gift they treasure more than their first, handmade, Mother’s Day card with stick-figures, hearts and X’s and O’s scrawled all over.  Hallmark ain’t got nuttin’ over some construction paper, crayons and artistic love!

I enjoy giving my two daughters something special for this day and, for my miles-away daughter in Florida, ordered what I thought would be a unique floral/fruit arrangement from some internet-based company called Ava’s Flowers.

Big mistake.  Big. Big…quite large, in fact.  Don’t go there.  Ever!

Hey, what can I say.  Like so many others, I simply became caught-up in the Mother’s Day shopping rush.  In short, what I ordered was not what showed up on the doorstep.  Of course, we all know that cyberspace is often a dangerous misleading place;  how can one ever be certain that some impressive photo staring us in the face on the order page is what will be delivered?  Right?  Well, it looked impressive and all the “padded” customer reviews on just raved about this website.


Did I just hear someone say “bullshit”??

Order Placed: 
                                              Order Delivered: 


To add to this drama, my Florida daughter and her family sent ME a floral arrangement, not from this shady Ava’s Flowers operation, but from a local business in Florida.  It was delivered, squeezed into a large box, in a vase, with no water (for obvious shipping reasons) but the flowers weren’t even tubed.  As such, most were wilted if not crushed.  What we had here was a double Mother’s Day Whammy!

Texting back and forth, we both tried to laugh over the floral misfortunes we each experienced and Jen’s closing remark was “we are almost always in sync my dear mother”

Yes, we are.  And the same goes for each of my three children on some level.  A very good thing, indeed. 


It’s what being a mom should be all about.