Free Versus Money, or Both?


Free Versus Money, or Both?

When my friend was staying with me she had made a comment that stuck with me. I think of it often now and compare it to what I have done when those special dates come up in my life.

A grandchild’s birthday, well I should add, that I am the worst person at remembering grandchildren’s birthdays. I usually remember but too late. I will see it on Facebook, or someone will mention it.

I am lucky to…

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Free Versus Money, or Both?


When my friend was staying with me she had made a comment that stuck with me. I think of it often now and compare it to what I have done when those special dates come up in my life.

A grandchild’s birthday, well I should add, that I am the worst person at remembering grandchildren’s birthdays. I usually remember but too late. I will see it on Facebook, or someone will mention it.

I am lucky to remember my own anymore, but then again, why would I want to remember mine. I will be the big 60 after all. I realize age is but a number, and the phrase,  you are only as old as you feel, but it freaks me out to be quite truthful.

My biggest fear in life is something I can not control, my death. Oh sure, I can eat right, keep that fat in line. I can exercise until I drop, but in the end I am going to go, just like everyone else, but still it haunts me.

I always remember my own kids birthdays. Have never forgot. When you are my kids ages you sort of, well heck, for me, I just plain run out of ideas on what to get them. How can I make them realize how much they mean to me?

My kids would be crazy if they ever thought for one moment that I didn’t love them to death. Even when it is my time to leave this earth, the kids will be the last things I think about. But with birthday’s  and Christmas it has pretty much come down to money for gifts.

One of my kids lives out-of-state. One of them lives very close to me and the last lives about 35 minutes from me. Not too bad I guess considering some parents kids live on the opposite side of the world.

When my girlfriend made the statement, time is the most precious gift you can give of yourself to anyone, that really sunk in. Gosh, it doesn’t cost a penny. It is a way to show them that I care, and I know without a doubt that I would have a wonderful new memory with the children.

We can go from that fact, to looking outside the box. Is there anyone that we are close enough to that they would also appreciate some of our time? What about that shut-in next door. Do you think they would enjoy a fifteen minute visit from us?

How about a phone call, or maybe they would enjoy opening a letter in the mail instead of those nasty bills? I bet if we use our imagination we can think of some wild, and sometimes crazy ways to spruce up a sad face or a lonely heart.

Maybe I will be creative and think of something to add to that money to just put a little extra kick in people’s lives that I care about and love this year too.

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Daily Prompt; Celebrate Good Times


http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/09/25/daily-prompt-celebration/, DP, Daily Prompt

You receive some wonderful, improbable, hoped-for good news. How do you celebrate?

Photographers, artists, poets: show us CELEBRATION.

( I should say this is a story and not the truth. A dream, a hope but hasn’t happened. This is me acting as if it has.)

Oh my gosh, I can’t believe it. Get out the plastic glasses, pop open those diet cokes. We are going to celebrate. The one thing I dream about and hope for  years is this.balloonsballoons 2dog lasho apso

My parents had one of these. A little girl named Missy. Anytime I was at the house, up on my lap she came.

She would look at me with those big brown eyes, and I swear she knew what I was saying. She wasn’t a dog. She was a friend. Ever since my parents passed and Missy went to doggie heaven, I have wanted one.

I sometimes go to dog search when I have the time. I look at all of the dogs for adoptions. But sadly I can not afford one.

I want a little girl so bad. Well one morning as I was drinking my first cup of steaming hot coffee I heard a knock at the front door.

When I opened it up there was a nice gentleman with a bunch of balloons. I was so surprised as I never receive gifts like this.

If a package arrives it is always Al‘s medications.  But today, right now this gift was for me. I took all of them from me and said my thanks. I was about to ask if there was a delivery card when he said, ” Hold on a moment miss. I have something else in the back of the truck.”

While he went to get what ever it was, I hurried and put the balloons in the dining room. As soon as I released my grip on them, they all slowly floated to the ceiling. I was now living above the clouds with rainbow colors surrounding me. I was almost giddy with delight.

The man returned and he had a box. It was a pretty big box. I would say the size of large moving box. I let him in and he set it down on the carpet. He pointed out to me the Fragile stickers and smiling, tipping his hat, he turned and left.

I stood there looking at the box wondering what was in it. Actually I was delaying the answer. I was thrilled that I had something just for me. I wanted to savor every second. Alright, second is up. I got the scissors and sliced the loosely fitting tape.

As I turned the box around I could see many holes. Hmmm I wondered, what ever is in here must be alive. Oh my gosh, what is it? Is this a joke?

Carefully I lifted one corner. Nothing jumped out at me or slithered up the side of the box. I continued to lift all corners and peeked down into the box. I think I just about peed my pants as I saw her.

Who had done this? Who had been so kind to me? I picked her up and snuggled her to my face. Her black button nose snuggled back at me. She and I were friends from the very first look.

I named her Panda because she is black and white. I love her. My dream has come true. I will never know who sent her as there was never a card or paper. Who ever you are out there, words can not express my happy thoughts. This was the best news, the best gift, the best ever of anything; my Panda and me.

A Big Thank-you


I want to thank Toni and Lori for sending Al a card. He can’t open them anymore and refuses to break the habit of wearing his glasses at all times, so he can’t read the cards. He has me open them and read them to him and he sits back and smiles. He tells me the same thing every time he gets a card. ” I can’t believe I have all these friends.”

If anyone still wants to send Al a card please email me at; tellmenolies2004@yahoo.com   for his address.

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Al’s Card Update


I have had a few ask about our address and I have sent the required information. Another blogger suggested a brilliant idea. Since Al is becoming confused and forgetful, sending a small photo of yourself or who ever is sending the card would be fantastic.

I am going to get a poster board and tack up all the cards and hopefully matching picture/photos beside each card.coca-cola-women-advertising-endorser-hilda-clark

I Am Learning


Life is  fragile

I am learning

To be aware

Even more

Of what I

Can lose

By one look

One word

All that I

Thought can

Disappear

Into the black skies

I am learning

To appreciate

Even more

Than what I

Did before

The gifts of

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The life I live

For I know

That in a

Blink of an eye

It can all

Be taken away.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd