My Dad

I have avoided making any political posts throughout this long, drawn out election period. It seemed like doing so brought out the worst in many people and I didn’t want to be a part of that. But, watching Meet the Press this morning, I couldn’t help but think of my Dad. What would he think about this election?

My Dad dropped out of college to enlist in the Navy during World War II. He was an intensely patriotic man…a bit too opinionated sometimes, but very patriotic nonetheless. Even songs like America the Beautiful and God Bless America could bring him to tears.img_4515

I can’t help but wonder who he would have voted for. I honestly don’t know, but one thing I do know is that he would have voted. I hear many say that they don’t like either candidate so they’re just not going to vote. I understand, but I strongly disagree. We can’t change the person Hillary Clinton is…we can’t change the person Donald Trump is. But one of them WILL be our next President.

What we CAN do is vote. We were given that right by our founding fathers and it is the only voice we have. In school, we voted for Class President and Homecoming King and Queen. We vote for our state and local officials. And we vote for President of the United States. In all cases, whether our preferred candidate has won, we always get behind the winner and move on. That’s who we are. But according to the “experts” on Meet the Press this morning, this will not happen after this election. That is appalling. There are a huge group of people who will not feel good about the outcome of this election and many of them, unfortunately, may handle that inappropriately.

What they CAN feel good about, though, is exercising their right and responsibility to vote. It occurred to me this morning that it would be an amazing, feel good event if EVERYONE would get out and vote. Wouldn’t it be awesome to see that the people of this country cared enough to generate the highest voter turnout in American history? I think we should do everything in our power over these next few days to make that happen.

I would like to challenge my kids, my grandkids, the rest of my family and all of my friends to PLEASE VOTE. I apologize for the length of this post, but I am feeling strongly about this. I am not asking you to comment if you voted and I am especially not asking you to share who you are voting for. I am not asking you to type AMEN. But, if you agree with me on this, it would be great if you would take a moment to help get the word out and maybe, just maybe, we can convince some who are not planning on voting to do so. Maybe we can band together and get everyone to use the only voice they have that really counts. Please share if you agree. #vote #everyonevote #pleasevote #trump #clinton #largestvoterturnoutever

Thanks.

TWO HORSES

canstock16119189Working on my book today, I came across this blog post from July 28, 2010. It brought back memories of several co-workers whose cancer diagnoses came on the heels of my own. The story I included in my post is one I believe I found online. The author is unknown, but it carried a powerful message for me at that time. Both of these friends have since passed on, but the bond we developed through our cancer journeys is one I will always remember.

WEDNESDAY, JULY 28, 2010

Who knew? Who knew when I was diagnosed with cancer 9 months ago that it would just be the beginning of the cancer attack on my work family.

Last week, I asked for prayers for a good friend, just recently diagnosed. Today, another. Receiving a cancer diagnosis is such a devastating blow. You have all kept me going through your prayers and support. I would like to offer that same support to those who are close to me.

I came across this story the other day…

TWO HORSES

“When I was a young boy in Idaho, I remember there was a field with two horses in it. From a distance, each horse looked like any other horse. But, if you stopped your car, or walked by, you noticed something quite amazing. Looking into the eyes of one horse you would have discovered that he is blind. His owner had chosen not to have him put down, but had made a good home for him. If you stood nearby and listened, you would hear the sound of a bell. Looking around for the source of the sound, you would see that it came from the smaller horse in the field. Attached to the horse’s halter was a small bell. It let the blind friend know where the other horse was, so he could follow. As you stood and watched these two horses, you’d see that the horse with the bell was always checking on the blind horse, and that the blind horse was listening for the bell. He would then slowly walk to where the other horse was, trusting that he would not be led astray. When the horse with the bell returned to the shelter of the barn each evening, it stopped occasionally and looked back, making sure that the blind friend wasn’t too far behind to hear the bell. I like to think that, like the owner of these two horses, God does not throw us away just because we are not perfect or because we come with problems or challenges. He watches over us and even brings others into our lives to help us when we are in need.

Sometimes we are the blind horse, being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives. And at other times we are the guide horse, helping others to find their way.” – Author unknown

How perfect!!

Later.

LUCKY SEVEN

img_4480I had my six month check-up at the Cancer Center yesterday…met my new oncologist….my third since this journey began. She’s good. She’s nice. I like her. She’s no Dr. Doddabele, but then no one is.

And, the good news is…everything looks great. My labs were good. My general health is excellent. There is no sign of cancer.

This was particularly great news because TODAY is my seven-year Cancerversary. SEVEN years ago today I started on a journey that changed my life forever. I am not going to make this a long. drawn-out post about all that has happened over these past seven years. I realize that, to the rest of the world, this is just another day. But Ken and I celebrate this day, October 22, every single year now. It represents another year of life that I have been given. It reminds me of just how far I have come and how much I have to  be thankful for.

I walked into the Cancer Center yesterday and was blown away by the number of people who greeted me with smiles and told me how great it was to see me again. As crazy as it sounds, it is like coming home once every six months. I spent so many, many hours there in the beginning and met so many kind, caring and talented people while on this journey. I could not have made it this far without them and without my friends and family. They were all so instrumental in supporting me and lifting me up so that I could reach this milestone today…seven years.

And, because it is so important to me and to Ken, I just wanted to take a few moments to share the excitement with the rest of you.

fightNow…just one more thing. My cancer diagnosis was totally unexpected. I had no idea when I showed up at Mercy Medical Center back on October 22, 2009, that there might be a problem. My doctor had no idea either. My cancer was found unexpectedly on a routine mammogram. This is breast cancer awareness month. If you, or someone you care about, is due for a mammogram, please get it done. Do that for me. Do it for yourself and everyone you care about. It could save your life. Take it from one who knows.

Later.

ELEPHANT APPRECIATION DAY?

I heard this morning that today is Elephant Appreciation Day. elephantNot sure how that would have even gotten started or why. But, while I’m sure it speaks to many of the animal activists in the world, and I can certainly appreciate that, I am more drawn to yesterday’s honored occasion…World Gratitude Day.

It seems that back in 1965, an international gathering of people in Hawaii decided that September 21 would be a perfect day to celebrate all that they were grateful for. And, from that, World Day of Gratitude was born and has stood the test of time. I bring this up, because seeing this, I was reminded of the days when I was a part of the real estate community. I used to attend motivational seminars on a regular basis, and recall especially, the Brian Buffini series, and their focus on beginning every day with a list of your “gratitudes”…those things for which you are thankful. This isn’t difficult. No matter what is going on in your life, you can always find something to be grateful for. And reminding yourself of those things is a great way to start the day. Gratitude is an attitude, and when you accept that attitude as your own on a daily basis, it can change your entire outlook on life…not only how others see you and relate to you, but, also, how you see yourself.

When I saw the reference to World Gratitude Day on Facebook, I was reminded of that and how we should celebrate our gratitude, not just on that one day, but every day. Therefore, I thought I would share with you, a post written by one of my favorite authors, Anne Lamott.  On World Gratitude Day. Enjoy.

I’m grateful for all of my family, friends and followers and hope that you all have a great day!

Later.