Lesson 1567- Life lessons I want my kids to know

My kids are getting older and are starting to ask questions like – how did you know Dad was the one?

Well, when Marc and I went on our first official date (he thinks a meeting for drinks after work was the first date but it wasn’t, it was simply a meeting after work – our first date was in Boston.) We spent the entire day together walking around Boston, eating dim sum in China town, and talking.

And talking.

And talking.

By the time we got home late in the evening, we just *knew* that we’d be spending a lot of time together.

A lot.

But something that elusive is not really helpful to my kids in their quest for finding “the right person.”

So instead of that experience, here’s how else I knew that Marc was the one for me.

When we shared a bag of chips, he went for these – his favorite kind.

And I went for these – my favorite kind.

A perfect match, no?

So my advice to my kids if they start getting serious with someone is to share a bag of chips.

And then take it from there.

 

Lesson Learned – When it’s time to decide if someone is the *right* person, pay attention to the little details of compatibility.

 

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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

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Lesson 1566- Life lessons I want my kids to know

 

I don’t have much time left on my knee. Each year I can see the degenerative progression. And while I’m managing the pain pretty well, there is no way to stop the ravages of time.

But it’s not like I haven’t had a good run.

In high school, after I was hit by a car, I was told to quit sports instead I ran track at the University of Connecticut.

Three times I was told I would never be able to walk independently following surgeries, instead I simply got up and left my doctors in the dust.

I was told that my body could never hold the weight of pregnancies, instead I went ahead and had 6 kids.

I was told that eventually I’d need a knee replacement to which I said – “we’ll cross that bridge when we get to it.”

I think I’m very close to that bridge.

It seems like I’m losing a little more stability each day.

When I see seats reserved for the elderly and/or handicapped I now use them preferring to sit rather than stand.

I have to be careful about what shoes I wear.

How high steps are.

Whether the ground is level.

This weekend I had a discussion with Marc about using a cane in crowds so that people won’t bump into me – the curse of death for someone with balance issues.

I’m going to do my Cape Cod walk this summer and although it’s going to be fun, it’s not going to be easy.

That bridge is within my sights and it’s getting closer and closer.

 

 

But it’s all good – no one expected me to get this far.

And just think how much father I’ll go when my knee no longer protests.

 

 

 

Lesson Learned – Resisting is good, but sometimes it’s okay to take a seat. Use the time to be quiet and listen to the world.

 

 

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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

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Lesson 1565- Life lessons I want my kids to know

 

 

Me: Oh look it’s The Red Balloon!

Son: More like the calling card from that creepy clown in It.

 

Lesson Learned: 

Your views are based on what you’ve been exposed to.

 

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Wendy Thomas writes about the lessons learned while raising children and chickens in New Hampshire. Contact her at Wendy@SimpleThrift.com

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Lesson 1564- Life lessons I want my kids to know

This past Sunday I participated in a 5K Cinco de Miles road race.

I’ve been doing quite a few of these 5K races since I discovered that people could participate as walkers.

I used to run distance track in college, but years of surgery on my legs (me vs. a car – it wasn’t pretty), 6 pregnancies, and good old-fashioned time have done a job on my legs and joints. Some days it was tough just being upright.  In fact, four years ago while sitting in my doc’s office I remember putting my hands above my knees and telling him “If you could just cut off both of my legs right here, I’d be fine.” I though living life in a wheelchair was better than living with constant pain. I was holding my life together with narcotics and OTC pain killers and it wasn’t working.

Chronic pain sucks. Continue reading

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Lesson 1563- Life lessons I want my kids to know

When I was young, an abused Golden Retriever who lived next door to us began spending most of his time at our house. Our previous dog had died and we missed having a canine friend in our lives. We fed and played with this dog. At some point my mother confronted our neighbor and we took official ownership of Geoff.

Geoff was a gorgeous dog, grateful that he had constant food and a safe place to sleep. We adored him and treated him like the gentle giant he was. Geoff went with us everywhere and always joined in our neighborhood games of dodgeball and kickball. He was our friend.

I eventually went off to college and Geoff, who had gotten older just like us kids did, started to have medical problems. He had some kind of ear/cancer tumor problem that required extensive surgery. The surgery didn’t work, so they did it again.

And again. Continue reading

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Lesson 1562- Life lessons I want my kids to know

 

When I was a child I constantly had two very distinct dreams.

One was about being able to breath under water.

The other was about a majestic flying white horse that always looked out for me.

I had those dreams so often that I came to recognize them as comforting thoughts. We had a pool in our yard and I just knew that nothing could happen to me in the pool, I’d be safe in the water. (It’s probably why I made sure that all my kids knew how to swim and were members of a swim team – water is your friend, you just need to know how to respect it.)

I didn’t learn until I was older that a flying white horse had already occurred in mythology as Pegasus. Either I was tapping into eternal symbology or I was using someone else’s ideas. In any event, my flying horse regularly took me to fantastic places in my dreams. It was my protector, it kept me safe.

Both dreams were so realistic that upon awakening, I would swear that I could breath underwater or that I could fly on the back of my horse. Continue reading

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Lesson 1561- Life lessons I want my kids to know

When I was young (like elementary school young) for whatever reason, one night I decided to make a pronouncement at the family dinner table.

“I have decided on the name I’m going to call my first baby.” I announced.  I had put much thought into this and was very proud of my decision.

My statement obviously got everyone’s attention. Forks stopped midway to mouths and everyone looked my way.

“Okay,” my mother said, treading gently “what’s the name?”

We had been studying American Indians in class and I was obviously impressed with what I was learning.

“I am going to call my first baby Little White Flower.” Continue reading

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