Virtual Hugs?

I think I have heard it all now.  A jacket that inflates whenever someone clicks like on your Facebook page.  A virtual hug from a virtual friend?  Okay, so somebody clicks “like” on your page, the jacket blows ups like a balloon and you get “hugged”.  So, what is next?  Well, the obvious thing to do is hug back.  You wrap your arms around yourself and you squeeze the air out of the inflated balloons.  Congratulations, you have just completed your very own virtual hug.

Do you think there will be many folks out there buying this?  Have we gotten to the point that a real hug just does not happen anymore?   I personally prefer a human hug from a human being.  Anything from a “Big Bear Hug” from a big burly guy, to the simple tiny hugs from that tiny little child you love so very much.  Are we becoming a virtual society?  That to me is scary.  Do we count among our close friends the thousand or so Facebook friends?  What happens if we get sick?  Do we get sent a bowl of virtual chicken soup?  How healing can that be, although I must say it will not add calories to your diet.  Think about all the virtual things that are going to be possible in our near future now that we can get virtual hugs.

I still say, there is no replacement for the real thing.  Tell me what you think?  I am new at this but I sure would like to hear from you.

Have a real blessed weekend, and I hope to hear from some of my virtual friends out there.  God Bless each and everyone.

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Downsizing is No Fun!

Have you noticed how many vacant homes are in your neighborhood?  I have, and it makes me wonder…where did the families go?  I can tell you that; they moved in with other family members.  At least everyone I know, that has lost their home to their lender, has moved in with a relative.  That is what I did February 15, 2011.  The bank decided my modular home was not anything they wanted to continue financing, so they took it from me.  It really ticked me off, too.  I had lived there five years and had never been late or missed any payments at any time.  I thought I would never recover from the devastating situation I found myself in.  I envisioned living out of my car, bathing at some corner gas station with the nasty restroom, or worse yet moving in with either my son or one of my daughters.  ARGHHHHHH!!  I thought the world had slammed shut on my shoulders.

But, guess what?  I have lived with my youngest daughter since Feb. 15 and I love it.  I keep complaining about the room service but hopefully it will get better.  Maid service isn’t the best, but it will do.  I am not allowed in the kitchen to cook anything.  How can I mess up putting water in a pot?  If she is cooking something and I go to look in the pan or pot, she appears out of nowhere saying, “Mother! What are you doing?  Don’t mess with that!”  I just look at her and say, “I was just looking to see what it was, ‘cause it smells so wonderful.  I am not messing with it at all”.  Well, needless to say I just go sit at the table and place an order with her.  I don’t even look in the pots any more.  I have to admit I am getting used to having breakfast brought to me in bed.

I was thinking today about how things were a couple of centuries ago.  Grandparents would live with one of their children and it was an accepted thing.  Siblings married and lived together and that was a socially acceptable way of life.  When you stop and think about it, life can only be less demanding financially if one house contains two families.  If there is enough room, then it can hold more family members.  After my husband went home to be with our Lord, I lived alone.  Keeping house and doing my own thing for 11 years, I was wondering how I would adjust to my new living situation.  Since my daughter has two teenagers and an eight year old, I knew there would be more noise than I was accustomed to.  Living alone makes for a very quiet home.  I was right and it was an adjustment, but so is living in one room with two big dogs.

If you or a loved one is going through the same thing, embrace the time you have together.  God is doing a work on our nation, and as long as we remain united we will all come out winners.  I love being with my grandchildren; I have a wonderful relationship with them and I will treasure that always.  I am attending Argosy Online University, studying for my Bachelor of Psychology degree.  With God’s blessing I plan on entering Law School right after graduation.  I will be working toward getting my law degree and majoring in real estate law, with a minor in mortgage lending.  I want to be able to help anyone facing foreclosure or eviction.  Since I found out the majority of lawyers need a “fee” up front to even talk to you; I decided to do what I could to help others.

I hope if you are reading this, you will leave me a comment and let me know how you feel about the housing situation; has it impacted your family?  Are you now part of America’s growing unified/united family I call the Uni-family?   If you are, then consider yourself very blessed to have the time you have with your family members.  We never know when one or more won’t be here tomorrow.   If you have family members facing the loss of their home, welcome them to yours (if you can), it won’t be forever, but it will be a blessing I am sure.

God bless you and yours.  Carol

Winter Break

It is that time of the school year, when students get to stay at home and enjoy family, friends, doing nothing, playing video games, or whatever we want to do.  There is no class until after New Year‘s Day.  This goes for me too, and I am enjoying it.

Our house is still trying to recuperate from Christmas Eve and Christmas Morning.  I am finding bits of wrapping paper and ribbon everywhere.  This was the first Christmas since my children were little, that I was able to watch the excitement and joy on a child’s face as they opened their presents.  Since my children married and moved out, we always went to their house to “see what Santa brought”.  By the time we got to each one’s house, everything was opened and scattered all over the living room.  So we missed the expressions as they opened their gifts and were surprised.   I was able to watch Jacob’s face as he opened first this gift and then that one.  He was so excited, he had no more than finished one before he had started on another.

Those looks were worth a million bucks, but seeing his expression as he read an email direct to him from Santa, is indescribable.  In the email, Santa, called him by name, pointed out different items regarding Jacob’s family and school, and finally put his name in the “Naughty or Nice” machine.   It was adorable to see Jacob’s face as he anxiously waited to see if the machine labeled him naughty or nice.  When the green light signified Jacob was nice, Jacob yelled and whooped and hollered.  Then suddenly stopped, turned to us and said, “I knew it all the time”.

I am so glad I was able to be a part of his Christmas.  I hope each and every one of you had as great a time as I this Christmas.

Please remember our military personnel who are fighting for our freedoms, and who are not at home with their families this year; please say an extra prayer that they can come home soon.

GOD BLESS OUR TROOPS!     and   HAPPY NEW YEAR!

The Christmas I Remember Best

I am sure you have one particular Christmas that stands out in your mind.  Your favorite memory of a special holiday season.  Was it snowing?  Was the sun shining bright?  Were you a small child or were you the parent watching the child?  How many of us take the time to stop and remember past Christmases?  I think at this time of the year, for me, I remember many that held people who are no longer in my life, but have moved on home to be with our Lord.  My Mother and Father:  Christmas gatherings were always at their house, with all of their four children gathered around.  As we got older the crowd only got larger as we each brought our families to the Christmas family party.  Mom and Dad opened their presents first, and then from the youngest to the oldest came the rest of us.  It was a joyful time, but sadly it can no longer happen.  I miss them terribly, but only for a short time (for them) and we will be joined together again.

There were the times my husband and I watched our three children open their gifts on Christmas morning, with eyes sparkling from the twinkling lights on the tree, the shouts of joy when they opened a gift that was “Just What I Wanted”!  I think my most memorable Christmas was when we were completely broke.  I know this sounds crazy, but it was our best one ever.  I don’t remember why we were broke, but we were.  That year there was only enough money to buy each of our three children, only one pair of jeans.  I was so down, because we didn’t have enough money to buy a real Christmas tree and we had never had an artificial one before.  Well, we were coming back from somewhere, when the kids spotted a lot selling trees.  After begging  and begging, Bob and I decided it couldn’t hurt to look.  After all we still had $10.00, and maybe there was a discard we could find.

The kids jumped out of the car and began roaming around the lot.  As usual my husband, Bob, stayed at the car until we had found the most “perfect” one.  It was obvious this was not his first Christmas tree shopping trip,  When my oldest called me over to the best one she could find, I looked at the tag and nearly fainted.  She had a good eye and had found one that was only about five times more in cost than I had in funds.  In the meantime our youngest came rushing up, just as I said, “Honey, I don’t have that much money”.  “How much do you have, Mama”?  “I only have $10.00, and I still need to stop and get some bread and milk”.  “Oh…”, she said with a crestfallen look that would have made Scrooge cry.  Remember the saying “Little pitchers have big ears”?  You will see where they got that saying from in a minute.

We continued to look and at the back of the lot I spotted what had to be the original Charlie Brown Christmas Tree leaning against a back fence.  As I walked over to look at the price, the lot person asked if he could help us.  I looked at the pitiful tree and asked how much, and when he said $20.00, I could not believe my ears.  I said no thank you, and told the kids to let’s go.  He insisted he would have one just like we wanted, only I did not want him to know all the money I had in the world was $10.00.  That is when my youngest shouted to the world, “Mama can’t buy one of your trees ’cause they cost too much.  All she has is $10.00”.  I looked everywhere for a hole to crawl in but there was none to be found.  The lot was crowded with people even though it was Christmas Eve, and I felt like everyone had heard her.  “Let’s go, NOW”! I said under my breath, as I grabbed my youngest daughter’s hand and started to walk away.

The man said, “Uh, wait a minute maam, I think I have just the tree you want”.

Not wanting to have us become the laughing stock of the tree lot, I sent the three kids to the car and turned to the man to thank him, but he had walked ahead of me and turned and yelled “OVER HERE”.  Looking at the ground I went over to where he was holding a tree still in the mesh they wrap them in.  I couldn’t tell the kind but it looked really large and expensive.  Before I could protest he said, “I have this one I was going to let go for $5.00.  If you want it, it’s yours”.

“I will take it, thank you”.

He put it on top of the car as I stood waiting to hand him my five $1.00 bills.  When I went to hand him the money he just shook his head no and as he walked away, he turned and grinned and said “Merry Christmas”.  I could only respond in kind, since I was close to speechless.  Once we were home and had loosed the tree from its bindings, we found a gorgeous full blue spruce.  The kind he had marked on his lot for $70.00 plus.  When we had decorated it, the five of us just sat on the floor taking in the beauty of the decorated tree, and marveled at how blessed we really were and everyone agreed; this was the best Christmas we had ever had because it was the most beautiful tree in the world.  While I read the story of the baby Jesus to the children, the real meaning of Christmas became even more predominate to us, looking at the tree without the array of presents; just the warm glow of the lights filled the air and a feeling of peace and the love of God wrapped around us like a soft, warm blanket.

Merry Christmas to All and May God Bless You this Christmas Season.

                                                                                                                         Carol

My Book: Moonspinner Plantation; The Beginning

Well, I have been diligently working on my latest book, Moonspinner, The Beginning.  Since I have completed Flight From Moonspinner, and I am two-thirds of the way through on Return to Moonspinner, I am getting more and more excited.  The first one is coming along quite nicely and so far so good.  Return to Moonspinner is on hold, as I want to get this other one completed first.  Hopefully, I will be able to meet the criteria for a particular contest I am wanting to enter.  I have thought about posting a chapter or two here, but decided against it for now.  Maybe later.  So I will sign off for now in hopes of writing smoothly without any blanks hitting me.  Have a great evening all, and may God Bless Each and every one.

What a great day!  We had a wonderful dinner at my youngest daughter’s home, with family, friends, and teenage friends of grand-kids.  I am so very blessed, it is unbelievable.  Thank you GOD for all the blessings you have given me, even though I don’t deserve them.  Thank you for carrying me in difficult times and for putting people in my path to comfort and encourage me through those times.