EHR: Christmas Carols for Disturbed Friends

A bit of Christmas humor emailed from pal Shawn this morning: Christmas Carols for Disturbed Friends  Schizophrenia — Do I Hear What I Hear?  Multiple Personality Disorder – We Three Kings Disoriented Are  Dementia – I Think I’ll Be Home for Christmas  Narcissistic – Hark the Herald Angels Sing about Me  Manic – Deck the Halls and Walls and House and Lawn and Streets and Stores and Office and Town and Cars and Buses and Trucks and Trees and …  Paranoid – Santa Claus is Coming to Town to Get Me  Borderline Personality Disorder – Thoughts of Roasting my nuts on an Open Fire  Personality Disorder – You … Continue reading EHR: Christmas Carols for Disturbed Friends

A Christmas Made More Difficult, but We Celebrate

Tis the season of Christmas…it has always stirred emotions in me. Not just for the religious joy it brings, but also for family traditions, memories, anticipations, sadness, and pride; they all swell from my withins and give a unique reflection on Christmas each year.  It was some 12 years ago – December 14, 1997 – when this family lost a daughter, sister, wife, mother, mother-in-law, grandmother, and friend – Mom was all one in the same person, our life-long Santa Claus that brought joy to us all. Christmas will forever be her time in my heart.

Without permission, I boldly speak for my family in saying we have learned to cope, heal, and continue our lives over those 12 years. Our loss was made even more difficult in knowing Christmas time was an incredibly special time with our family. We’ve had our share of sadness as we have also reaped blessings of joy since her death. Many times we don’t realize either of those emotions until they confront us, with all the bluntness and suddenness a life changing event can muster. When that happens, we have learned to celebrate a life shared, a life lived, a life blessed, a life remembered. Continue reading “A Christmas Made More Difficult, but We Celebrate”

EHR: To be 6 again

From my dear friend and former co-worker Elizabeth, who has a wonderful sense of humor (I need to post more of her EHR on this blog…and not all of them bash men):

To Be 6 Again…

A man was sitting on the edge of the bed, watching his wife, who was looking at herself in the mirror. Since her birthday was not far off he asked what she’d like to have for her birthday.

‘I’d like to be six again’, she replied, still looking in the mirror . Continue reading “EHR: To be 6 again”

Thanksgiving enjoyed, a belated tale

It was a grand time had with nearly all of us and the families over Thanksgiving (except for mine – they were scattered across 4 states this year). Nephews and nieces were discovered as being neater and funner to be around from what I last remembered. I know we all are so proud and live the many daily blessing of family, and rightfully so.

One regret I continue to struggle with in moving away from Kansas many years ago is that our families know of each other only by a brief time spent together over a few days each year. It remains a tough pill for me to swallow that my FD and FS  didn’t/don’t know their Grandparents, uncles and aunts, and cousins better, and vice versa. Fortunately the solice I take in that personal decision (to move) is apparent when I look at our family’s careers, experiences, opportunities and successes, realizing it was the best and right thing for us to do, knowing we had the unconditional support of everyone back “home”. Then my regrets quickly fade.

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Schooled in CFB

December 6, 2009

So what if I missed the Big 12 Championship game last night, I was enjoying my company’s Christmas party and while there, too busy being confused with TV trivia being MC’d by our throwback 50’s, 60’s, and 70’s DJ (oh the agony of correctly stating the color of the Dukes of Hazard’s car when I was supposed to be guessing that of Starsky & Hutch’s – and loss of a randomly selected gift card on top of it!). But fear not my faithful (or one time) blog readers, I got caught up with the game’s outcome after reading all 4 pages of the Sunday Dallas Morning News. Continue reading “Schooled in CFB”

Where’s a Ronny when you need one?

Sometimes (not often enough) my cynical outlook on the way today’s politics is being played makes me reflect on a time-gone-by (yes Virginia, I am getting way to old). We taxpayers have to put up with the incessant bombardment of partisan positioning, extreme, over-the-edge left and right commentary, a sour economy lead by ghost or buffoon leadership, and an impotent political population in Washington D.C. – for how many years?  All the while, very little seems to get done and what does…well that moves at a glacier’s pace (oh wait, maybe I should say “at a snail’s pace” since global warming seems to be melting the glaciers faster than our political processes moves)…can I ‘ughhhhhhhhhhhh’ through clenched teeth now?

Thanks goes to gal-pal Jayne for her email this week…it saved me a scolding about the ill effects of teeth grinding from my dentist. Oddly (but not surprisingly) these few Ronald Reagan-ism quotes, probably some 30-years old now, are still worthy and applicable to today’s government and politicians: Continue reading “Where’s a Ronny when you need one?”