Wednesday, June 6, 2012

how it looks - only one person's opinion

 
It was an historic event. For the third time in US history, a seated governor had been subject to a recall election. For the first time, the seated governor won and remains in charge.

My advice – move on, people. There have been tears, cries of the end of democracy, death threats to the governor and general lament.  And why?
Because a group of people decided that he was evil and when trying to balance the state budget,  required a group of complainers to pay their fair share. He set up for the teachers in the state to be treated as individuals and not a group. I know that there are those that say collective bargaining is a “right” but I believe it is like any perk in the workplace.
I resent that the teachers I know who work their fingers to the bone, sacrifice family time and personal comfort to try to teach and influence the youth of Wisconsin are given no more money or benefits than the teacher who shows up, works and leaves, with no concern for the lessons learned or the lives touched.
I resent that I work for ½ what a teacher is being paid (their salaries are public record – I checked some names of people who have been most verbal) to work 12 months a year. And then am told that I don’t know what it’s like to work - and I work 5 days a week, 9+ hours a day, year round.
I resent that I pay my own insurance, watching the rate I pay increase yearly, but pay it anyway and then are told that my tax dollars are paying the insurance of people who pay nothing...and in the new system will still pay less than I do. And I am locked into the insurance my employer provides - unless I really want to pay more for the luxury of a choice.
I resent that teachers keep saying how they went to college so they deserve more money and respect. I may not have a degree, but I have gone to classes (paid for by myself) to educate myself and keep up to date in my field. I only get what my company can afford to pay. Is greed a reason to bankrupt my employer?
It would be so easy in real life to have my salary based on what someone else is earning and not on what I deserve. But on the other hand, why should they get what I make if I am working harder?
As a taxpayer, I get slightly miffed when I see the quality of education on the national charts near the bottom.  Wisconsin has been lacking in the quality of student they are releasing to the world…would more money make better teachers? It hasn’t been proven in the past. How do our teachers demand all sorts of benefits when the test scores indicate they are not doing what they are being paid to do?
I do know some incredible teachers who should get twice the going rate. I say screw the ones who hide in the teachers’ lounges except for the time they are required to be with their students.

When the educators actually prove that they are worth more money, benefits and acclaim, I am all for rewarding them accordingly. But for now, they haven’t done anything to make me support them or talk them up.
And if you are really adament and angry, put your name on the ballot - put your face and family, your reputation and values, your sensitivity and understanding out there for everyone to see.
But for the most verbal, you seem to prefer to be part of a crowd and avoid that Face to Face thing.
So to all those who are sitting at home whining about the end of democracy or plotting how to waste another billion tax dollars because you didn’t get your way…suck it up. Gather some self respect and pride and move on. 

Monday, June 4, 2012

`This is sad…
I just heard that a friend’s 17 year old nephew committed suicide. He was a young man who seemed to have no other choice…in his mind.

When I posted a note of condolence to his family, I clicked the box that let me know if other notes were posted. I have read the whole guest book and it dawned on me that this young man had friends who he saw daily and they embraced their friendship. There were people his age that hadn’t seen him for a while but remembered wonderful things about him. There are family members, church members, friends and friends of friends (like me) who wanted to comfort his family.

How much difference would it have made if he had known how much his friends loved him?  How much love was out there for his family that he could have gathered for himself?

I had a poster when I was younger that said, Life is Short – and there is not time to brighten the hearts of those traveling the dark way with us…O, be swift to love. Make haste to be kind.

It was a paraphrase of a Pablo Neruda poem. I received it 40 years ago and it still haunts me. Every time I see someone lost I wonder if he could have been saved had he known how loved he was.

Today I encourage…urge…DEMAND!!! That you find someone you love and admire and tell them so. Don’t post your memories in a guest book after their death. Post them on a billboard for the living, breathing person to see.

And you may find out how loved and admired you are, too.

Saturday, April 7, 2012

Mom said be practical

I dreamt about my mom last night.
It was one of those weird dreams where we were in a restaurant, or eatery of some sort - maybe the dining room at Alexian Village where my dad now lives.
It was filled with families at tables.
My dad was with me, and Liz ...I don't know who took the fourth space at our table, but my mom sort of walked over and was with us. She was wearing the dress she made for my wedding mass.

Dad was suddenly not there and Liz and I were talking about Dad's 90th birthday and I wanted to get him an Amazon gift card so he could learn how to shop on line. Liz suggested something funny, like a stuffed animal and I asked Mom if we should do fun or practical gifts.
Mom said, the main gift should be practical and then we could fill in with fun.  Sounds to me like a life lesson.
I didn't waste the 27 years since my Mom died, but I wasn't always practical with them. Maybe I should remember that practical and fun can go together and I would be fulfilled if I learn to blend both.

When we were leaving, my mom was taking the napkins to throw them away and I finally broke down and asked the question I've held inside for years.
"Do you miss us or is heaven that wonderful? Some days I miss you so much I don't know if I can go on."
She replied, "heaven is that wonderful."  She listed a number of names of people she knew in heaven and then she told me to hang in there.

And I woke up.

I miss you Mom.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

I got a cold...

So here I go...started being Sleepy and Sneezy...then I got Grumpy...Doc moved in and gave me a few cold pills and I became Happy and Dopey. As for Bashful? Well, do you see this posted on a public forum or my private shared blog. If it wasn't unseasonably warm we could do the Snow White thing...

Fairy tales can come true!

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

broken hearts


They’re breaking my heart, you know.
All those people who talk to me and then forget I was ever there.

All those people who ask me for help and after I give it tell me how my efforts weren’t enough.
All those people who tell me I ask too much of them and then berate me for asking too little of others.

All those people who tell me to be kind and tolerant in dealing with them, and then tell me to be assertive and stop letting other people run all over me.
All those people who say “I love you” but when I am down disprove it by telling me to suck it up and move on.

All those people who answer my phone calls with “I’ll call you back” and never do.
All those people who accept all I am able to give and then they expect more.

All those people who need me to be there and I am but are suddenly absent when I need them?
They are breaking my heart, but not to the point where I let Jesus out…He is still in there and that is why I still go on. While they are breaking my heart on the outside, He is fixing it on the inside.

Maybe that’s why Jesus was a carpenter…for the mending of hearts.

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Kayleigh Joan

Kayleigh is my youngest niece. If she were a gem she would be a sparkly diamond. If she were a dog, she would be a playful puppy. If she were an actress, she would be Sarah Bernhardt. (or Meryl Streep for you young 'uns)
I think the best thing about my niece is her emotional response to every situation. She cries easily and without embarassment - she laughs in such a way that you laugh with her, even if the joke is on you. She is so loving that you feel embraced just by her saying "hello, I'm glad to see you."
Lots of people think that you have to rein in your emotions, but then no one knows how to take you. Kayleigh lets you know what she is feeling about things and you know how to react. How many times have you found out later that you may have hurt someone's feelings? Not with Kayleigh. If you hurt her, she lets you know. You never wonder if she is happy to see you because she shows you if she is. You never wonder if she is afraid, or sad, or lonely.
Her blessing is that you always feel like you belong. She doesn't act silly if she is serious You know not to kid or make light of what she is doing. She doesn't act happy when she is sad. In fact, you are wrapped into her sadness and allowed to be kind to her, or sympathetic, or just be sad with her.
Kayleigh is incredibly athletic and smart. With a family like hers, that is to be expected. She loves to play sports and puts her heart and soul into it. She is satisfied as long as she knows she did her best.
She is a good student, but like her mom (sorry Elaine - the secret is out) has a degree of fun with her studies. She is eager to learn and acts like every moment she has with someone is a way to get smarter. She seems very young and I think that is her cleverness, as you always have patience to work with her. Then she masters what you were doing and BAM! you are left wondering where "Little Kayleigh" went.
She is turning 13 this year and that will be traumatic for her parents; it will leave them with two teenage girls.
Never were two sisters so alike and so different. The only thing that makes one of the girls more funloving, more hardworking, or more goofy is the moment. Kayleigh doesn't push her way to be your friend, but once there, she is the friend you would hate to lose.
Kayleigh would fight to the death any one who hurts someone she loves...especially her older sister. While Rachael is protective and always ready to defend Kayleigh, Kayleigh would be proactive. She wouldn't wait for someone to hurt her sister and defend her, she would jump in before damage is done and would take them down...literally.
She is not one to weather it out and see what is going to happen - she makes it happen.
Do I love Kayleigh? Of course I do but more than that, I think she loves me, too.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Christmas 2011



When autumn starts to disappear, Halloween and Thanksgiving go past,

The weather gets cold, the days speed by; it’s Christmastime at last.

There are presents to buy, and trees to trim…houses and halls to deck,

But when we let the frills and chores overwhelm, Christmas becomes a wreck.

So slow down my friends and put busy to rest; stop, look around and hear

The gentle sounds of Christmas bells, the carols, the laughing and cheer.

When we think Christmas, it’s easy to join the world as it’s suddenly wild,

But deep inside, in our hearts, in our minds, it’s all about a Child.

So we give out gifts but in our hearts, we care for one another,

In this season of love, in this season of joy, we are nothing less than brothers.

The gift of Christmas is not just clothes…or electronics…or gadgets…or toys,

It’s the blessings we get, it’s the blessings we give, in the name of a little boy.

Give thanks to God, for His Son, so small, who became a man just to save us

God is faithful when we are good or bad, and through Jesus, He forgave us.

So dear friends, it’s with love that we pray for you now, at home, away or near,

We wish you peace, joy, and love at Christmas and all through next New Year.

  MERRY CHRISTMAS AND BLESSED NEW YEAR TO ALL...  MARGARET AND FAMILY