Thank you Angela Herin.
I find as I get older that I have to decide to do some editing. A lot of people, places and things simply are not good for me. This include negative people and time spent with negative people in forced circumstances (business, family etc.). The editing process can also include pruning the people who are simply dead weight. You know who I mean, the people who are consistently unreliable, or who put you down, or don’t return your phone calls, emails or texts but readily call you when they need something. No one is THAT busy. Move on and Let Go.
Motivational speaker Willie Jolley says there’s a reason the windshield of a car is so big and the rearview mirror is so small. Looking forward one can see the possibilities.
Welcome Fellow Baby Boomer – Life Great !
Waving y’all! Quick break in a VERY busy day..It IS my 51st bday..Wooooohooooo!!! Extremely humbled by the amazing amount of Bday calls, texts, emails, ecards, gifts ..Blown my hair back & as I reflect on this year past? Flew far faster than I anticipated it would..Yet as I count off the goals I accomplished this year? Almost completed all of them..Progresssive year indeed..What was most important to me? Living IN the moment; and making those I consider dear feel as special as they are to me. Nothing more special to me than time spent & enjoyed! I learn & I yearn to learn even more. Thanks to all who have added to my journey. Thanks to all who taught me lessons I’d not have learned had you not entered my world. Most of all thanks be to my God for allowing me to learn the lessons a tad bit quicker..Embarking…
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Recently I had the opportunity to be around a group of the “unfortunately successful.” You know them, people who have acquired some level of success by society’s standards but who now, struggling to remain relevant possess an almost stifling air of self-importance. After about a half-hour with this crowd I left the event. Perhaps in the past I would have stayed but it didn’t seem like a good use of my time.
Time, I have learned, is valuable.
One of my favorite columnists, James Altucher author of the recent ” The Choose Yourself: Stories” recently published a column about regrets. In his column he says “Money you can get back, but even five minutes of time lost is gone forever.”
Time is the most cherished thing you will possess. It is yours as long as you are on this earth. Don’t waste it in pettiness, regrets or trying to figure out how to please people who can’t even please themselves. We are all here for a finite period. Spend time counting your blessings. Feel blessed.
We live in a new age. You can press a button on your phone and buy a cup of coffee. Soon you will be able to press a button your printer and make a cup of coffee. As a child I watched a great deal of television the Jetsons, the Outer Limits and Star Trek but actually having a robot clean up after me didn’t seem plausible. Yet there were other boomers like tech innovators Bill Gates, Steve Case and the late Steve Jobs as well as filmmakers such as Steven Spielberg who let their imaginations help them build into reality what they saw on television. Now as the TV shows of the 50s and 60s make a comeback with ME TV, Cosi, etc. With driverless cars and apps that can close our doors perhaps then watching television is still a good thing.
#Reinvention – The Natural Way
This Memorial Day Weekend, I’m spending time with my mom ” Miss Georgia” and the family. Couldn’t help but notice the giant monster plant has made a comeback. The plant in mom’ s living room fell off the table mysteriously in the middle of the night two years ago and was thought was gone forever (Planticide – July 18, 2010). After the fall what was left of the plant was placed in a medium sized jar of water on the family room table, later repotted and placed back in the living room. Now the plant is enormous, somewhat less menacing than before, (no scales so far) and quite glorious . That’s the thing about reinvention – sometimes it’s incremental and it often yields glorious results.
As Mother’s Day Approaches I remember one of my most important mentors, Gloria Chapmon.
I grew up on Cleveland’s East Side in a middle class neighborhood. My mom and her girlfriends would play bridge at one of the homes on Talford Street while us kids played outdoors rode our bikes, played kickball in the street, caught lightning bugs or would gather in the basement to watch “The Twilight Zone” or “Ghoulardi.” On weekends our Dads would gather at Mr Pace’s house on Talford Street to watch sports and barbecue. Often my family would join the families of Talford Street on trips to the West Side Euclid Beach Amusement Park or , Punderson State Park Lodge in the winter and the Jersey Shore in the summer.
The families central hangout on Talford Street was the home of Louis and Gloria Chapmon . I came to know the couple as Mr. Chapmon and Aunt Gloria. Later “Gloria” would become a lifelong…
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