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My Grandma Says

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For over a week a lonely fly has been living in our house. Anyone who has seen him buzzing around says kill it. Oh no! I could not do that, not at this time of the year. In our area, at least in our family the old saying is a fly in fall means money is coming soon.fly

Do I believe that? Really? I must or he would be one dead fly. Another saying my grandma used to say was, you are still wet behind the ears. She was actually trying to tell us that we were too young to do or say what our intentions were.ear

I decided to look up what other people say in their area. Here is what I discovered.

An Arabic proverb says; A chameleon does not leave his tree until he is sure of another.meller-chameleon_628_600x450

A Japanese proverb is; A good husband is healthy and absent.bachelor

An African proverb is; A stranger has big eyes but sees nothing.big eyes

A Persian proverb is; A bad wound heals but a bad word doesn’t.wound

A Greek Proverb is; A library is a repository of medicine for the mind.mind

A Hebrew proverb is; Do not confine your children to your own learning, for they were born of another time.clock

An Italian proverb is; A beetle is a beauty in the eyes of his mother.green bug 3

Isn’t it interesting what different areas of the world believe? I guess I am no different in letting the fly live.

 

Figuring It Out

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How powerful is our mind? Have you ever thought maybe you did something at some point in your life but you aren’t positive? Can our minds play tricks on our memories?

Maybe, I know for me I have one vision that I dream about and one that just pops into my head when ever it feels like. One of them I know it is very possible that I saw this area in my year in Germany. The other vision I am not sure if I lived it or I wished it.

The one I think about often only comes to me in my dreams. A red-circle, brick walking path. I always see the same dream each time. A cement round bench with a big shade tree in the  middle.

I always vision Germans walking and riding their bikes. Sunny days with my first-born in her over-sized carriage sitting on the bench smiling and enjoying my view. I don’t actually remember this place in my waking hours. I don’t ever remember being a way from my husband long enough to have that much time to myself.

I can remember taking her for many walks, strolling the store fronts, a time of peace and happy times. Oh don’t get me wrong, I loved my husband very much. He was in the military and in the warm months I took her on many walks;  but being by myself and not doing for others was always a joy I cherished.

The other vision I have but, usually in my waking hours is the little white house with the picket fence. It looks pretty much like this photo I borrowed from the internet.white house

I can’t imagine I ever got to live in something this nice and adorable with the kind of life I had as a very young child. I have a sneaky feeling that the child in me wishes that I had lived that simple life.

My parents were young when I was born. Being young doesn’t make a good mix for remaining married and this was my case. Parental kidnapping and divorce, fights and too much of the bottle makes me believe that house never existed.

I don’t sit and ponder on this, but just like today I was sitting here eating my breakfast. Prior to that I was feeding Al and changing his bedding, bathing him and brushing my teeth. I can remember thinking I wish I could eat my breakfast too.

When I made my breakfast and was sitting here at the computer with Hallmark Christmas movies on, and eating my eggs and toast, the little white house appeared in my mind once again.

I decided I needed to figure out what it was that brought that image back again and again. Now that I look back at my words I have some fuzzy ideas. It must have something to do with that vision of Germany. A mixture of a happy childhood, comfort of a home with happy faces all around. It makes sense.

But accepting what happened as a child and letting the visions drop seems to be another issue. I realize also that when I face these visions I find myself with tears of sadness. I guess for what once never was, and hoping it did exist.

I didn’t ask to be born or taken from my home. The only time I got to decide and make choices for me alone was when I moved out from the family home. When we are young we see so many scenes in different views.

When we get older we get to go back. With age and habitual living we sometimes have regrets. For me I have regrets of a life I had no choices to make. I do see the positive though in my past life.

I worked much harder at letting my children see that I loved them. Telling them how I feel about them is high on my priority list. Spending time on the phone or in person is so important to me.

So I think in the end, a little tidbit of more information is these thoughts, visions and dreams come when I am feeling the most alone.

Alright, now that I have figured a little more of me out, what do I do with this new information? I don’t know yet.

What’s In a Name

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A friend/blogger mentioned something nice about me. It made me think how people see and view me differently than I do myself.

What is in a name, what does it mean?                                                                           popular names

Mine is Teresa. It means saint. Really? Me, a saint? LOL

What does yours mean?

Viveka- Swedish and popular

Ann- English, hieroglyphics, numerology

Becky- Hebrew, fun, loving, compassion

Elaine- French, spontanious, courage, seeming like the good type of kid

Mona- Irish, noble , aristocratic

Debbie- Hebrew, meaning honeybee,  heavenly

Cathy- Greek, meaning of being pure, can make no mistakes

Sandy- from the name Alexander in Greece, always busy running errands

Amber- Arabic, a beautiful pearl

Marsha- English, brave warrior of God

Sharla- English, singer, beautiful, spiritually intense

Nancy- Hebrew,  gracious

Harold-  old English name, chief of the Army

Alastair- Scottish,  defender of man kind

Well here are a few names that popped up in my mind. I did not intentionally leave anyone out. If you would like to share the meaning of your name, please do.

I located these definitions from the internet. You may have a different one than I mentioned. After all, we all know the internet is sometimes full of hog wash.

No matter what our name stands for we are proud of who we are, just like Proud Mary.

Epidermis Bucket List

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I have never made a post like I am about to do. This post is all about me. I am not adding my views, my tears nor laughter.

I get a little edgy when I think of how old I am becoming. Not that I can stop it of course, but thinking more on the lines of what else can I do or what do I still want in life. This is not a greedy post either. It is just plain and simple. If there is a way to complete I would like to.

I guess I will call it my Epidermis Bucket List. You can tell by the title that these are not life or death needs, but things that bring me joy.  So here goes my list.

1. I would love to be sitting in my very own old log cabin.cabin

If I could do it the easy way I would look like Betty White when I get much older.betty I would have the body of Raquel Welch.raquel-welch-574619214

I would have a 1955 Chevy just for fun drives.55

I would own one authentic baby doll baby doll.

I would be living in the hills of Tennessee.ten Or I would be in the mountains in Kentucky.ky

I would never see another snow fall, not that it isn’t beautiful, but my bones just don’t like being cold any longer.snow-falling3

I would spend as many early mornings fishing.fishing

I would like to meet a very nice eligible man.bachelor

I would like to visit Germany one more time.castle

I would like to have enough money in the bank that I never had to worry when the bills came in.gold key

I would like to own one camera that takes night-time photos and close up photos with no problem.camera

Well that is quite a list. But you know what? It let my mind release and dream. Dream big you might say. Most of this will never happen, but I can dream.

I don’t know what is in store for me down the road, but it makes me want to keep living and maybe later on I will add more to this list.

Hey, this was fun and therapeutic.

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Picture it & Write/ Ermiliablog

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I didn’t know what I was going to write about when I first looked at this picture. For Picture it & Write we look at the photo given to us and write about it.

Part of the reason we write about it is to expand our imaginations. We also exercise our brain, and I am going to be honest here and state that I love to share what I have written to the hostess of the site.

It is like giving a gift to your child and then watching with excitement as they open it. To see their excitement and be able to share in their squeals of delights is probably one of the biggest high lights of giving gifts.

When I read that this writing exercise has become too big, which is what you dream of when you begin a blogging site such as this, it was with great sadness that I read that some writers  post that are written for this particular exercise will not be shared with the hostess.

This made me sad, so there fore in letting you know that first off, I am so happy for you that your dream of this has become a reality for you, a big congratulations. For not being able to have the time to read each of these makes me sad like the photo you introduced.