So, our kids in public schools and colleges all over the amazing, freedom encouraging, Christian filled United States of America. I survived all the way to a doctorate because my upbringing was so morally Christian and strong and that was still with being bombarded with social drama, bullies, liberal philosophies, discouragement and ridicule at being a Christian, evolution religion posing as fact, and social garbage about how Islam is a “peaceful” religion (bahahaha). None of this is essential for learning what you need to work and be productive, helpful, patriotic adults. It is ridiculous! How are parents saying “Oh well” and sending them anyway to the wolves instead of doing something, speaking against this garbage. They are paying for their kids to be taught an extreme amount of absolute bunk. I am a parent and am outraged by it. So much so that I homeschool my kids. If I were not able to do that, I would demand to evaluate curriculum, evaluate punishments for bullying, require teachers not preach their biases, return the pledge of allegiance and beginning prayer and the 10 commandments. I would fight tooth and nail until our future/children don’t end up confused and misinformed and brainwashed. Consider what your silence is putting your children through. Step up and say something now. It has gone on long enough. We finally have a President who wants our freedom to be free and not indoctrinated and he will help. Let him know your concerns. Demand action from your state leaders. Demand it.
So, we took my Mom out to Golden Corral for lunch last Sunday. It was her idea, because it was less crowded (no line) and she likes very few people around (lol) but likes their variety of foods, and one day is as good as the next to celebrate. And she has never been practical with money (learned that from Daddy lol), but she is practical with things like this. And she is right. What is an arbitrary day to celebrate something that is a part of who I am? Yeah, I know, not a romantic notion, but I am proud of my kids, I know I carried them for 9 hard sickly months each and gave birth without meds (rah!), and they are amazing people so I must have done all right so far despite it all. They both love God, love me and are doing great in school and life. Both are artists like me and both musicians now (piano first with theory then whatever they want). One is great at baseball and basketball now and one loves dance. I feel grateful for the opportunity to be these kids’ mommy. I always wanted to be a mommy and I am so thankful God blessed me with my own children. So one day out of the year to say, “Hey, you’re a mom” is kinda weird really. I am really not all that. I do the best I can but I have screwed up a lot and try not to but probably will again some other way. I fight the same balancing blended families act so many also work on. I try to keep everyone healthy but just got over being sick as a dog for not wearing a mask while scraping popcorn off a ceiling and sanding. In trying to make my kids more n independent, I always wonder if I and ignoring them too much. I teach them laid back and calm by exemplifying that mostly at home but teach them anger by erupting when driving surrounded by “idiot drivers”. So many things I do wrong. My kids see the best and the worst of me. But there is some good there, I hope. And in the end, I pray a lot and trust God will fill in for my deficiencies. And if they want to do something nice for me, that is nice but I would rather they obey. Lol Either way, I’ll take it and keep loving them the best way I can, as my mom did for us and her mom did for them and my Daddy’s mom did for them and my amazing Aunt did for them. I really had incredible role models of motherhood. I just hope the good parts carry forward. 🙂 Happy Mommy’s Day!!!!!!!! 🙂
My son is at his dad’s for the weekend and my husband is busy with an amp and monitor repair, so I have the golden, rare opportunity to take my daughter on a date. So we are going to the children’s museum and then to a late lunch. I have been keeping score for my son’s baseball team’s games, so she has been away from me a bit and we need time together. Kids need time feeling like they are the sole captors of your attention and love. It is vital to their core memory group to help anchor them when they are on their own and life gets really rough. So off we go and all the best to you on your special day. And if it isn’t, you’re not looking hard enough. 😉 Love you!
Children are precious treasures from God. They are this at every stage of their life from the initial union of this from him and that from her. This starts life, the celebration product of this great union. Life. It begins so vulnerably, so beautifully, with feedings and cuddles and caretaking and snuggly sleeps. Children are innocent, precious, very important for they are the heirs, the next of kin, a new generation, hope. Children are to be protected by adults. Anything less than that is to be violently opposed. Anyone approaches my kids to harm them, they will have to get past me and my husband and every weapon we own, no small task. Anyone who harms or kills a child should receive the same fate. But back to the child. Allow your child to be a child, the beautiful creation of God in His image before you. Allow them to laugh and cry and fall and encourage them the entire time. Be that love source for them. Let them always know you are for them. This is how we give them a solid foundation and demonstrate the importance of who God made them to be. Then we have given them are base, roots for which they can pull from and rely on through tough times this messed up world will throw at them. Discipline them and give them chores so they know their expectations are nd learn to care for themselves but do everything in love and with prayer. Children are the future but they will not be unless they arendnd really taught now. So that becomes a high priority. Tech is no substitute for parents or caring adults who help these children. They need proactive care. Kids rarely raise themselves well. Be a parent like you either had or wish you had growing up and make that a goal. It is the most important work you will ever do. God will always help, grant wisdom and strengthen when humbly asked. Always.
I home school my kids why? Because the school system is flawed. How do I know? Partly because God blessed me with an intelligent, thinking mind that sees the importance of perpetuating other thinking, intelligent minds in a world such as ours at a time such as now. What is being perpetuated now is not free thinkers but test takers and fact spitter outers who are given half the story and none of the real life application. To be good at school is not the goal in producing a healthy adult who contributes to society and serves God and fellow mankind with moral principles filled and commitment. No, teaching facts is important but providing options and teaching critical and creative thinking with a moral base is the way to pump out really good future men and women. The system is more flawed now, more rehearsed, more memorization without questioning, more cheating oriented, less moral than when I was in school.And I was in a lot of school. I have a doctorate so was in school a good portion of my life(9 years post-graduate work). I have adored a few really good teachers and suffered under many poor excuses for human beings, but what most of them had in common is this. Only a limited few of them (like my dear friend to this day Mrs. Hendricks) taught critical thinking and reasoning skills and responsibility with a moral base with their lessons. Most also did not want to ever be questioned and penalized me when I asked questions. Also, if I was asked to share beliefs and did so for beliefs different than their own, I was ridiculed and penalized, and I was notnably the smartest one in the class! There is a problem, a disconnect from the reality of skills that lead to success in this world. Leadership training, life skills, banking advice, financial skills, communication skills, public speaking training, service projects, science applications, music, art appreciation, morality and ethics and math applications in real life are some skills which would help the majority of student become good adults. Testing was not in there anywhere. Stressing kids out over popularity contests was not in there. School spirit was not in there. Grades were not in there. Of the many jobs I have had, not one single person asked for my transcripts or my GPA. Not one. Ever. Diploma was it. Proof of the degree is all that is required in the real world, by the skin of your teeth or top of your class matters not, all are paid the same. And that is the truth of the matter. A major revamp of the school system is required for me to send my kids to the public unrealistic brain washing centers they call schools these days with relativism and wishy washy morality throughout. This is a generalization based upon my experience in public and private schools/colleges as well as reading and many discussions with other parents and teachers. And we should all demand such a revamp in my opinion. If people withdraw their kids from the mediocre or horrible institutes of unlearning, their precious tax dollars go away and they would reform to get students back to line their pockets and feed their egos again. Not that all schools are run by evil people,I am certain they mean well, but they themselves are allowing politicians to dictate what teachers teach. Politicians! You know, “Lying Politicians”?? They don’t want anyone to figure them out or threaten their delicate but inflated egos, so they want drones and not free thinkers into the world. We have to start the thinking and if your kids have to stay there or you don’t want to bother, we need to teach them to think and think morally ourselves. It needs to happen. I have seen the next generation at work and I have had to tell them how much change to give me back many times or heard of their quitting when asked to work instead of being on their cells. We have to help them. We have to be their parents and not assume they are being taught anything valuable at school. We are ultimately their school and are responsible for our children’s education. So I retired for the moment from being a doctor to teach my children. I will ensure they have a well rounded and worthwhile excursion and when they are out on their own, I will be a doctor again. Mom is a much higher calling, in my opinion. Everyone has to do what is right in their own eyes. This is right in mine and we love it!!! 🙂
So tomorrow ends our luxurious school break and I am sorry to see it go but happy to get back to productivity for the kids’ education. I declutter and cleaned and rearranged a lot during the break so that helped a lot in preparing a neat environment to work, so I didn’t laze away the time, but tomorrow we get back to it. Health will be important as I and the kids will start exercising every school day, and school will be more important as we are preparing for sixth and first grades and need the solid base and I am determined to be more organized than I have been or am naturally, so this should be a challenge. And working more will benefit everyone and distract me from the missing and keep the banner of progress flying high. I am determined and so it will happen. For now. I am notorious for starting projects and getting them going well and then giving them away and moving on to a new project. But my children are not a project, they are an extension of myself, my history and present and future, amazing people God charged us to care for. It is so amazing how children change your life and how selfless you become the second that precious baby starts growing inside you. Before you thought of self or self and mate and now you have additional, important considerations in caring for this soul, this life dependent on you. It is beautiful. Here’s to tomorrow through May!! 🙂
When my mind is fluctuating from calm to crazy, as is its custom of late, a much sweeter remembrance, my way of refocusing is to go back to my original home in Buchanan, Michigan. My life was not perfect but it had perfect moments I can focus on and gleen from. I had moments of singing or playing the piano on stage in church as a solo or with my choir friends, led by Judy Earnst, who always got the best out of us and I appreciate to this day for doing so. I remember riding bikes with my best friend Shawn Quick (now Shafer) and meeting her for a slushie at the 7-11 on warm days or by McCoy creek or the park across the street from her house on Moccasin Rd. I remember spending the night at her house and going down to the donut shop in the morning and splitting a long john. I remember running the fields with Sheba, our black lab, or working them to pull the rocks or weeds out as need arose. I remember mowing 14 acres of grass on the riding mower. I remember breathing in the night air while laying on my thinking rock and watching the stars. I remember homemade ice cream Daddy made and how amazing it tasted. I remember softball and my succint pleasure in hitting that ball as hard as I could and surprising everyone with how fast I could run. I remember my grandparents, both sets, and how very thankful I am that I got to know them and be related to such wise, amazing people. I remember walking through the woods in the back yard on the trails and enjoying sitting quietly enough to see deer come close by and rabbits hop about and foxes eye me up. I remember the smell of freshly cut hay and how heavy a hay bale is. I remember how beautiful downtown Buchanan was to me and loved riding by the Jordan River, that muddy murky river always on the move, always interesting to see. I remember swimming at Phil and Dale Weldy’s pool with the church or my friends and swinging on their amazing tree swing, how high that would go! I remember my amazing Aunt Rosie and long to see her and love how encouraging she has always been. There are so many beautiful treasures of memories all snugged in my mind. These are my roots I fall back on, my core, my happy place. Here is where I have needed to be of late, so many ugly things happening in the world around us, so many difficult things happening personally. So I go back. I long to take off and visit my family back home. I want to see them so badly, it has been too long, but I must content myself with fond memories of those simpler times and appreciate such a beautiful collection of happy thoughts to sort from. These moments are gifts. And even if life was rough, as mine often was, there are always those options to choose to focus on and draw from to help you remember you really grew up as God’s child. He never leaves you without some blessings. He never leaves you completely alone. He won’t now.