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My Uncle, One of Many

Dad grew up on the adjoining farm, another very small farm which included a very small two bedroom farmhouse with a very large family. Grandpa farmed and Grandma did the cooking and cleaning. They worked hard, just as everyone did back then. No modern conveniences. Just the same they reared eleven children. Even though Grandpa thought eleven children was not enough, Grandma certainly did and so eleven it was. She was simply an amazing woman, a God-fearing amazing woman who loved all her children.

Out of those eleven children there were only three girls. Oh My! It has been said that my grandmother could identify each of her sons by the sound of their footsteps as they walked through the kitchen late at night. I venture to say she really did not sleep until she had heard each and every son’s footsteps.

Today, for the first time in about a million years I had the opportunity to visit with the second to youngest uncle. Ornery should have been the middle name given to each of my uncles at birth, each and every one of them! As he was growling about not seeing me in such a very long time, I finally interrupted by saying “If you have missed me so much and would stop growling and instead give me a hug”. He did give me a hug, all the while continuing to growl a bit longer about my being away all these years.

The two youngest uncles are only about ten years older than all of us older cousins and were still living at home for a few years after many of us were born. I will never forget riding in their cars, sitting in the backseat leaning over the front seat as we sped over the gravel roads. seat belts anyone? Were we flying? It certainly felt like we might actually have lifted off the ground a time or two. I do recall the thrill of lifting off the seat on more than one occasion. I’m certain my parents knew we were with them, but did they know just how fast we were traveling, on gravel roads no less.

Spending a few days each summer at Grandpa and Grandma’s always included interesting experiences especially while these two youngest uncles were still living at home, siblings who had to share just about everything, including dress shoes or so it seemed. The youngest uncle was upset with this growling uncle that I speak of. It seems he had borrowed his dress shoes and had failed to mention it. The youngest uncle discovered this while getting ready for a date. Boy, was he mad and boy, did he give this uncle a chewing out!

Whatever girl cousins were staying, along with my sister and me, all shared a hide-a-bed sofa in the living room. Privacy was not considered essential for little girls, pre-puberty as we all were at the time. Taking a bath in a horse trough in the backyard on summer afternoons was just normal. Yes, my grandparent’s house had a bathroom by this time, but maybe Grandma thought it a much more refreshing experience for us to bath in the out of doors. Really I expect the cleaning up was much quicker this way, she certainly had enough to do as it was. The lack of privacy must not have been a concern in her eyes either, as I remember at least one of these two uncles coming into the backyard where we were bathing and having a casual conversation with Grandma while we scrubbed our bare little bodies. This was just the way it was, sort of like stepping back in time a bit, whenever we visited our grandparents.

And this is just the way all my uncles were, and especially this growling uncle. So even though he growled all the way through our short welcoming home encounter, growling is his mode of operation. I already knew this and so also knew how to play along. And I knew he was glad to see me. I also realize he has many fond memories of my childhood, many I am sure I do not even remember. So I am just glad he was glad to see me.

As he left the house he growled his parting comment to me “See you later Ugly”. Yes, that’s my uncle.

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Life’s Problems: Bitter or Better

Each of us has problems to deal with. This is life. The real question is how do we deal with these problems? How we deal with them determines the quality of our life.

Though I can’t say I recall ever hearing my deceased mother-in-law having said this, but my husband has said she had said “life is just a series of problems to be solved.” This statement does sound like her.

The phrase “bitter or better” is such an accurate description of how effectively we use our problems in life. We can choose to learn from these problems and navigate through them much easier than the alternative. If we choose to be bitter about having problems in our life, then navigating through them becomes more of a struggle.

Life is about living and living is full of learning opportunities. I have always used the phrase “stepping stones” to describe how I see life and the opportunities it offers. Every person, every book, every situation is full of opportunity to use all our senses to experience life. It’s a moment by moment decision how we choose to experience life.

It’s about choosing to be happy or unhappy, full of life or full of death, eager to grow or anxious to die; it’s about your cup being half full or half empty. And it’s also a choice between good and evil, and ultimately trusting God or not.

As Nick Vujicic so famously has stated “Your attitude determines your altitude”. In essence our negativity fuels more negativity or our positive outlook creates more positive outlook.

The real question is why anyone would want to be negative, living in doubt, in bitterness, without hope. Why would anyone want to waste their life on just surviving and fighting their way through the problems of life when there is such an amazing alternative? Life is just too short to be wasted.

I am also not advocating living a selfish, glutinous life of over indulging in all the amazing and wonderful things life does have to offer. More importantly I am certainly not advocating tossing aside ones moral compass and going off the deep end, choosing to live a life void of common decency, honorable character, and morality.

Some people spend their whole live running. They run from anything they cannot control, they run from anything they don’t like, they run whenever their lies have begun to catch up with them, they run whenever they are feeling bored, and they run when genuine intimacy and true love are reaching out to them.

The point is, it’s a choice how each of us views life and ultimately how we live it. Bitter definitely in not the way to go. Better opens up the door to unlimited possibilities. Better definitely is better!

“Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through Him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us….but God shows His love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us” Romans 5:1-5, 8 (ESV).

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Thirty-Three Discoveries

While finishing a degree I had started several years ago, one of my course assignments was to list thirty-three things I discovered as a result of returning to school. Obviously there had been lots of years and lots of learning between the start and finish dates of this degree. I highly recommend to anyone who enjoys learning to return to college. It is well worth the opportunity of challenging yourself to grow. Enjoy!

  1. That my gut instinct in many things in life has been right.
  2. That life is all about learning, growing, and caring.
  3. That success is more about how you succeed than if you succeed.
  4. That how you play is more important than if you win.
  5. That I have improved my writing and thinking skills.
  6. That I still (if not more than before) desire to become a writer.
  7. That each of us is made up of many fine qualities, along with some not so fine qualities.
  8. That to fall asleep at night knowing I’ve given my best.
  9. That there are many, many ways of looking at things.
  10. That I am very blessed.
  11. That a leader encourages growth.
  12. That a controller is not a leader, but a failure despite the numbers or the scores.
  13. That I want to continue growing, developing, learning, and loving.
  14. That I still have so very much to offer.
  15. That I am ever so grateful for those difficult times, people, and situations in my life, though painful, I have grown through the experiences and often despite the experiences.
  16. That I still love learning.
  17. That ones walk does talk louder than ones talk talks.
  18. That the most important person to trust is yourself, which in doing so, then allows trust in others.
  19. That failure is not failure, but one step closer to success.
  20. Did I mention that I am blessed, life is good, and I am very glad?
  21. That I am rediscovering myself again.
  22. That integrity still wins the day.
  23. That there is still hope.
  24. That because I believe there is still hope, there is.
  25. That I do indeed have a purpose uniquely my own.
  26. That maybe I already knew all of this, but that it has been such a rewarding experience having had this opportunity and to realize it, once again.
  27. That the Golden Rule is still worth its weight in gold.
  28. That we are all at different places in life, which is exactly where we are supposed to be.
  29. That coming from the heart is the best, truest, and most sincere place from which to begin.
  30. That being real, not perfect, but real, is the only honest and best place to start.
  31. That wisdom comes with experience and experience comes with age.
  32. And for all of this, I am forever thankful.
  33. Who knew?

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