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Fire-destroyed landmark building  Round Wall Clock Baby Headstone IMG_2806

In Marvin Williams’ devotional about the price of getting what we think we want, he begins by giving examples of some unbelievable things.  Here are two: ~ for $90 a night, a person can buy a cell upgrade in some prisons; ~ or for $250,000.00, if you know the people to pay, you can buy the right to shoot an endangered black rhino.

There is a flip side to every coin, however. If money CAN buy those things, what things CAN’T money buy? Here are a few things I thought of:   respect, common sense, world peace, true love, lost memories, and the cure for Alzheimer’s, though this is one place where additional funding would help the research…and it would also be a much better investment than bagging an endangered black rhino.

Look at the pictures above for three more things money can’t buy: extra hours in the day; the ability to turn back time and prevent a fire or other tragedy; and this one, especially ~ ask any woman who has lost a baby how much money it would take to fill the void in her heart.

Ralph Waldo Emerson wrote, “Money often costs too much.” Fill in the “prices” you’ve paid to have money and see if you agree.

On a lighter note, February 8 begins “Love Makes the World Go Round, But Laughter Keeps Us From Getting Dizzy” week. To jump-start the week, the day of February 8 is “Laugh and Get Rich” day. Interpret this as you will, but poet E.E. Cummings can get you started: “The most wasted of all days is one without laughter.”

On February 8, find something that makes you so happy that you laugh out loud, from deep in your belly. Better yet, find someone to laugh with. Not AT, but WITH. This is just my opinion, but I’m pretty sure it will make you happier than shooting an endangered rhino, or paying $90 a night to upgrade your prison cell when you get caught.

And if you do get caught shooting a rhino or doing anything illegal, look on the bright side; you can always make the most of February 13’s “Blame It On Someone Else” day.

"Earth laughs in flowers." ~Ralph Waldo Emerson   My mother carried Lillies of the Valley at her wedding to celebrate the happiness of the day.

“Earth laughs in flowers.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson.       My mother carried Lillies of the Valley at her wedding to celebrate the happiness of the day.

"From there to here, from here to there, funny things are every where."  ~Dr. Seuss

“From there to here, from here to there, funny things are everywhere.” ~Dr. Seuss



Filed under Dementia/Alzheimer's, gardening, lessons about life, life questions, Ralph Waldo Emerson, Spiritual connections


Dear Mom,

When I was four years old, you took apart your gray wool winter coat, seam by seam, and then carefully ironed the pieces flat.  Using the outline of my previous year’s winter coat, you added an inch or two to each seam and made a “new” coat for me, accented with black buttons and a wide white wool collar.  Years later, when I was making my own clothes, you told me that when the coat was finished you grimaced, thinking, “Oh, no, this looks like a bad costume for a Puritan play.”

Still, you cheerfully buttoned me into the coat, ooohing and awing.  I marched to the long mirror in the hall and took a look.

You said I solemnly turned from side to side and stepped closer to the mirror.  When you asked if I liked it, I said, “I think I look like those people on that boat.”

So much for recycling adult coats for children…and reading aloud picture books about the Pilgrims at the first Thanksgiving.

As I remember it, Mom, you and I recycled lots of things: clothes, hats, recipes, books, bedspreads, and (very carefully) gifts. If something could be mended, spruced up, combined with something else or passed on to someone who could use it, we gave it a “second chance to be appreciated.”

Recycling is not a new concept for us, is it?  But I bet I found an example of a new kind of recycling you never heard of.  Elephant poo.

While I was shopping at a natural food store recently, I stopped to look at the gift section, and there they were: charming, thick-paged journals, hand-bound and covered with images of elephants treaveling across a bright background.  Different, colorful, kind of cute, I thought, and made of 50% standard paper…and 50% elephant dung.

And if you want to order online, you can also get papers, note pads and journals made with rhino poo and reindeer poo!

It’s times like this, Mom, when I wish we still shopped together.  I would love to see your reaction and hear you say, “Well, how about that,” or “I wonder how they did that,” or even, “Well, it has to go somewhere.”

Even though you don’t travel or shop any longer, I’ll watch for interesting things like this.  When we’re together I’ll tell you about them–and repeat them over and over, if you need me to–and then we’ll laugh.

Things change, like recycling.  Some things stay the same, though, like mothers and daughters sitting together, talking, and laughing.

I love you, Mom.  Marylin


A reminder about the February Poetry Contest:

Entries are due by midnight (Mountain time) on Wednesday, Feb. 29.

Winners will be announced and posted in early March.


Filed under Dementia/Alzheimer's, lessons about life, memories for grandchildren, sewing, writing