I recently had an encounter with a young mother where in we were talking about raising kids and she was pretty harassed having two very young children who were acting up pretty good...She stood there looking lost and in need and sure enough she asked me if I could give her some advice on ways to help her get them under control... she told me that she had tried everything and she was at her wits end...for about a half hour or so she launched into all the things that were wrong with her kids and how big a pain in the butt they were...when she was done I suggested that she read some materials on positive parenting and do some investigating to find some positive behavioral modification applications that would work for her...I also let her know to not expect changes over night that it could take up to a couple of months before she saw any changes at all and even longer for a complete change from what she called hooligan to well behaved child...I let her know that you will still have differences of opinions and may even have an argument or two but you have to remember that is just them becoming independent, Self - thinking, responsible adults and all you have to do is teach them how to argue in a good way...so she went off and read what i suggested and as soon as the literature said that she would have to change her attitude and respond to the kids in a whole new fashion to see a change she decided that I did not know what I was talking about because I did not have any kids!...That is when I get a little upset and pull out the photo album to show her I have 6 youngin's 18 grand babies and 6 great grand babies...not to mention the uncountable number of children that I have cared for and had a hand in raising from the time that I was 12 till the current ones that I have a hand in raising Now....
So Please before you assume that I have no children check to see if what you are saying is the truth and remember that just because I am old it does not mean that I lost a title along the way. I have only had a couple added. The most important thing for you to remember when you think that I know nothing about raising kids is that I am a Mother too!
Thursday, September 13, 2018
Monday, February 12, 2018
Where do they go?
This question has been weighing heavy on my mind for about a year now...
I am talking about all the people you know who are friends and family who disappear once you cannot give them everything they want and need from you.
I have always had friends and family gathered around and hardly ever went a day without a phone call or visit from someone but then I fell upon hard times, got sick, and could not put as much into everyone else's problems as I had to concentrate on my own at the time. I noticed as the days and weeks went by that fewer and fewer of my friends and family came by or called. I have found myself in my time of need alone and lonely. Now mind you I am not one to do for someone just to get something in return as I completely enjoy helping others out and I would not change a single thing that I have done for them. I am very glad I could be there to help them out in their time of need. I do however wonder sometimes why they cannot find it in there hearts and schedules to just call and say hello. I guess they just don't realize how far a simple hello can go for someone who is sick and cannot be anywhere near as active as they used to be. I am thinking that they just don't realize how important they are to the person who is sick and how much that person wishes that they could see or hear from them on a regular basis just like they did before the illness set in. The only thing left to a person who is sick to that level is the friendship and love of those around them. The ability to have someone to care and keep them company while they wait to die.
I am talking about all the people you know who are friends and family who disappear once you cannot give them everything they want and need from you.
I have always had friends and family gathered around and hardly ever went a day without a phone call or visit from someone but then I fell upon hard times, got sick, and could not put as much into everyone else's problems as I had to concentrate on my own at the time. I noticed as the days and weeks went by that fewer and fewer of my friends and family came by or called. I have found myself in my time of need alone and lonely. Now mind you I am not one to do for someone just to get something in return as I completely enjoy helping others out and I would not change a single thing that I have done for them. I am very glad I could be there to help them out in their time of need. I do however wonder sometimes why they cannot find it in there hearts and schedules to just call and say hello. I guess they just don't realize how far a simple hello can go for someone who is sick and cannot be anywhere near as active as they used to be. I am thinking that they just don't realize how important they are to the person who is sick and how much that person wishes that they could see or hear from them on a regular basis just like they did before the illness set in. The only thing left to a person who is sick to that level is the friendship and love of those around them. The ability to have someone to care and keep them company while they wait to die.
Saturday, March 25, 2017
A year has come and gone since I stopped by here the last time (Hope y'all didn't miss me too much).
In that year I have had many occasions to smile and many to get me really thinking about what is most important in life, at least for me...
The year started off really good then I got sick went in to the doctors for a routine blood test and found out that it was not so routine after all...needless to say it totally changed my whole perspective on life and although the same things that were always important to me still are I have found that there is now a more intense appreciation for and need to keep in touch and spend as much time as possible with those whom I love...I have faced the fact of my own mortality and that life does not "just go on". There have been times when I wanted to scream and cry and times when I think about how much wasted time there is in life when people fight over stupid things and can't put aside their differences to get along. The other thing is that there are so many tears that are needlessly shed because people are so cruel to those who are a bit different then they are or may need a helping hand. If the world was just kind enough to reach out a helping hand to their neighbor without expecting something in return and without thinking about the cost to them or the time that it would take away from their recreational activities then every one would smile and no one would be lacking for caring hands, food or anything else they might find themselves in need of. Those reaching out would feel the moving love within themselves; that good feeling that comes from giving unconditionally.
Instead this world we live in would rather fight over and hate things as trivial as a difference of opinion, what religion some one practices, the color of a persons skin and whether or not we should protect our world and leave it better for our children. This is such a shame because life is really short to begin with and when you are faced with something which will definitely shorten that time you really come to terms and realize as you watch the world and all their petty grievances that there are many more things that you have to be thankful for they will never figure out until that final moment when they are going to die and then it is way to late to do anything about it or appreciate them. And that my friends is the kicker to finding out that you have that life shortening disease or as my Mom would call it "The silver lining" to all that has happened in this past year. I got a fore warning so that I am able to realize that choosing your battles is very important because the fight you are fighting now is the only important battle in your life and that all of these little blessings are not so small.
All this brings to mind one of my favorite songs and how I really didn't understand it until now the song is called "Live like you were dying" and simply it means to open your eyes and heart and soul then you will find a whole new world in front of you and you will definitely appreciate it all which in my opinion is what we should all take the time to do now so when that day comes you will have no regrets. You will have said all you need to say, loved all those you needed to love and appreciated every step along the way.
In that year I have had many occasions to smile and many to get me really thinking about what is most important in life, at least for me...
The year started off really good then I got sick went in to the doctors for a routine blood test and found out that it was not so routine after all...needless to say it totally changed my whole perspective on life and although the same things that were always important to me still are I have found that there is now a more intense appreciation for and need to keep in touch and spend as much time as possible with those whom I love...I have faced the fact of my own mortality and that life does not "just go on". There have been times when I wanted to scream and cry and times when I think about how much wasted time there is in life when people fight over stupid things and can't put aside their differences to get along. The other thing is that there are so many tears that are needlessly shed because people are so cruel to those who are a bit different then they are or may need a helping hand. If the world was just kind enough to reach out a helping hand to their neighbor without expecting something in return and without thinking about the cost to them or the time that it would take away from their recreational activities then every one would smile and no one would be lacking for caring hands, food or anything else they might find themselves in need of. Those reaching out would feel the moving love within themselves; that good feeling that comes from giving unconditionally.
Instead this world we live in would rather fight over and hate things as trivial as a difference of opinion, what religion some one practices, the color of a persons skin and whether or not we should protect our world and leave it better for our children. This is such a shame because life is really short to begin with and when you are faced with something which will definitely shorten that time you really come to terms and realize as you watch the world and all their petty grievances that there are many more things that you have to be thankful for they will never figure out until that final moment when they are going to die and then it is way to late to do anything about it or appreciate them. And that my friends is the kicker to finding out that you have that life shortening disease or as my Mom would call it "The silver lining" to all that has happened in this past year. I got a fore warning so that I am able to realize that choosing your battles is very important because the fight you are fighting now is the only important battle in your life and that all of these little blessings are not so small.
All this brings to mind one of my favorite songs and how I really didn't understand it until now the song is called "Live like you were dying" and simply it means to open your eyes and heart and soul then you will find a whole new world in front of you and you will definitely appreciate it all which in my opinion is what we should all take the time to do now so when that day comes you will have no regrets. You will have said all you need to say, loved all those you needed to love and appreciated every step along the way.
Tuesday, December 15, 2015
Hello world I am here today to write down my feelings of sadness and despair...as you know I lost My mom and best friend earlier this year and my Dad in the spring of last year and now it is the holiday season...Last year was a sad season but Mom the wonderful woman that she was brightened it for me but this year is devastating with them both gone. I cannot seem to find the Christmas spirit anywhere...I try very hard for the kids' sake to keep a smile on my face but once they all go home I am left lost and alone with all of my feelings of sadness making me want to go to bed and cover my head until after the New Year arrives. I could never explain what I am feeling but those of you who have lost a parent or two know it is an overriding sadness that weighs heavy on your heart....
So as I always do I wrote down my feelings in my words of poetry...
So as I always do I wrote down my feelings in my words of poetry...
The World Is Empty Without You Here...
As Christmas descends around the world...
And loved ones all gather...
Into sadness I am hurled...
Skipping this season I would rather.
The children come and decorations are hung...
Smiles and laughter ring out...
Christmas carols are cheerily sung...
But leave me alone I would rather shout.
The tree goes up and the lights are lit...
The presents are all wrapped...
On my couch I solemnly sit...
Feeling totally trapped.
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The Christmas singing and the bells chime...
Aren't the same without your voice so clear...
All I can do is cry all the time..
The world is empty without you here.
Written December 15, 2015
Christmas without mom & dad
Joy & Cashmier Kotlarz
by: Frances (Kotlarz) Glennon
Ó Frances Glennon 2015
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Poem for Momma
I wrote this Poem to say goodbye to my Mom...When she left this world to join my Dad in heaven I not only lost a Mom but my best friend and as you can see from the words in the poem it made me very upset and lost...I wanted to say goodbye and let her know how much I love her and will miss her...Written with all the love in my heart for you Momma by your baby girl Sissy...
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| My Momma My Best Friend |
A Poem For Momma
Momma, You kissed my boo boos you dried my tears...You helped me grow through the years.You taught me all I would need to know...The seeds of love for to sow.Now you've gone from this world...Into despair my life is hurled.But you reached out to touch my face...and shine upon me with loving grace.So now I sit and I can see...you have not gone you're here with me.I love you momma is all I can say...I will carry you in my heart every day.
Wednesday, November 26, 2014
Summer's End
As you can tell by the tittle of this post I started it a couple of months ago but as the post states I was very busy at the time and just plain lost track of time...Now that time has slowed and the winter has found it's way into my back yard I again have time to write so I sat down and finished what I had started to write here... Hope that you enjoy the read and I hope that some of the love and warmth that we found in my Momma's kitchen will find its way into your hearts...
Summer is coming to an end and Harvest is upon us...My caner is going a mile a minute these days and as I sit and slice and dice I think upon the days long gone by...Days when my Poppy and I would spend hours in the garden picking all the fruits of our labors...Days when I would spend hours in the kitchen with my Momma as she patiently taught me how to prepare all those things to be preserved for later use and then she patiently showed me how to preserve them too...Those were not only days of hard work and satisfaction for a job well done but a time of delicious smells and laughter and the many stories that Momma and Poppy would tell of my ancestors and all the trials and tribulations that they went through to get to where they were and to have the things that God had blessed them with...Poppy would tell me the many stories his father had told him of the old world and planting potatoes and playing in the fields...He would tell me of the hard times and how they all worked together to keep food on the table just as we were doing now...He would tell me to take a good look at all that is around me and to remember that it is a gift I should take good care of so that it would last through my lifetime and that of the many more that would follow after me...Momma would tell me of the times that her and Gram(Who was a tailor and dressmaker) would be working on a dress for some very special occasion and Momma would get hopelessly tangled in the thread and they would both burst out laughing at the impossibility of the task of getting her untangled again...or of the time when Momma tried to save some money and make all Poppy's shirts one year and ended up with several sleeves of different lengths (oh my did Gram get a kick outta that one) and we laughed just remembering what Poppy looked like standing proudly in his home made shirts...I remember how he smiled at Momma and said "They are perfect and who will ever know since they are always rolled up"...The simple life was how they lived and how they taught me by example that no amount of money could ever buy all the good things in life...Happiness was yours for the taking and if you fall down reach out your hand and the Lord will be there to help you up again...The laughter and the delicious smells will always be with me and the memory of all the love they symbolized will never fade for instilled in me and a crucial part of my life is all of the traditions and recipes for a great simple life that my parents patiently passed on to me and I now pass on to my children and grandchildren and I pray that they will find their roots in those traditions along with many smiles of their own...
Summer is coming to an end and Harvest is upon us...My caner is going a mile a minute these days and as I sit and slice and dice I think upon the days long gone by...Days when my Poppy and I would spend hours in the garden picking all the fruits of our labors...Days when I would spend hours in the kitchen with my Momma as she patiently taught me how to prepare all those things to be preserved for later use and then she patiently showed me how to preserve them too...Those were not only days of hard work and satisfaction for a job well done but a time of delicious smells and laughter and the many stories that Momma and Poppy would tell of my ancestors and all the trials and tribulations that they went through to get to where they were and to have the things that God had blessed them with...Poppy would tell me the many stories his father had told him of the old world and planting potatoes and playing in the fields...He would tell me of the hard times and how they all worked together to keep food on the table just as we were doing now...He would tell me to take a good look at all that is around me and to remember that it is a gift I should take good care of so that it would last through my lifetime and that of the many more that would follow after me...Momma would tell me of the times that her and Gram(Who was a tailor and dressmaker) would be working on a dress for some very special occasion and Momma would get hopelessly tangled in the thread and they would both burst out laughing at the impossibility of the task of getting her untangled again...or of the time when Momma tried to save some money and make all Poppy's shirts one year and ended up with several sleeves of different lengths (oh my did Gram get a kick outta that one) and we laughed just remembering what Poppy looked like standing proudly in his home made shirts...I remember how he smiled at Momma and said "They are perfect and who will ever know since they are always rolled up"...The simple life was how they lived and how they taught me by example that no amount of money could ever buy all the good things in life...Happiness was yours for the taking and if you fall down reach out your hand and the Lord will be there to help you up again...The laughter and the delicious smells will always be with me and the memory of all the love they symbolized will never fade for instilled in me and a crucial part of my life is all of the traditions and recipes for a great simple life that my parents patiently passed on to me and I now pass on to my children and grandchildren and I pray that they will find their roots in those traditions along with many smiles of their own...
Sunday, November 9, 2014
So The Children Will Not Have To Fall
Hello Everyone It has been a really long time since I visited here...As a small homestead farm summers and most of the fall goes by with really busy hands and not a lot of time to sit and write but now that the cold weather has found us once again I have time to write a little...Today I am going to share with y'all a poem that I wrote...It is about the many senseless deaths of children in the world today at the hands of their own parents or other caregivers who are supposed to love and protect them...It shows my confusion as to why this is happening when to me there is always a better solution...
So The Children Will Not Have To Fall
So The Children Will Not Have To Fall
There is so much turmoil in this world today...
I cannot understand it all...
I wish that we could find a way...
So children will not have to fall…
I wish that there were more love…
And parents could make the right call…
Look to God above…
So children will not have to fall…
Don’t hurt the littlest ones I pray…
For they are precious above all…
Find a way to safety today…
So children will not have to fall...
Ó Frances Glennon
November 4, 2014
Friday, May 16, 2014
Saying goodbye...
"We toast to those who have moved on from our world but not from our hearts...As we toast them we also remember to pick ourselves up by the bootstraps plow the fields and plant the seeds because for every ending there is a new beginning and Life goes on"
We met 51 years ago when I came into the world you held my tiny hand and called me Trinket...I was your little girl...as the days went by and I would cry I wanted only you...You toiled hard out in the fields to keep us fed...and as I sit here alone today I can't believe you're gone...You were always so strong somehow you would walk right through any trouble that came your way and as the years flew by I thought that you would live for ever...I am not sure I am ready for you to be gone or to continue on without you but now I see I have no choice because you were not the Superman I thought you were...you were just my normal human Dad...
As I laid a final Rose upon your grave a million memories flashed through my head...Like the time you taught me to swim by throwing me in the pond and yelling sink or swim then jumping in after me to keep my head above the water...or the time that you asked me if I thought I could handle the tractor with the hay wagon on the back and I said of course I can and then promptly dumped the whole load of hay going over the creek oh how mad you got but you just went about re-loading the ones that were dry and setting the wet ones aside for immediate use knowing that sooner or later I would be able to cross that creek and not loose one single blade of hay from that wagon...you taught me so many things without even trying to but I especially remember the time when I was not much more than a babe and you were explaining to me which plants to pull out of the garden and which ones to leave in...there I was squatted down watching you pull the tiny weeds that had dared to pop their heads up in your garden...this became a daily ritual as I watched and learned how to plant to weed to love and to grow the plants that put the food on our table and the tables of many others in our community...you taught me how to respect the land and give thanx for everything it blessed us with...You taught me how to respect myself and others and how to give kindness and love to those in need...
You were a tough Dad at times when we strayed from the straight and narrow path which led to some times when I was growing up that we could just not see eye to eye...I thought you were being mean and you thought I was being careless or irresponsible but through it all I can see now that you just loved me so much you didn't want me to grow up (you wanted your little girl forever) and though you took great pride in who you were you did not want me to become a poor dirt farmer...you wanted me to go so much further than that(Sorry Poppy but I just could not see anything better to be)...You wanted me strong enough to walk through any trouble that came my way the same as you had done I have done that many times already and I know that eventually I will be strong enough to get on with my life and plant those many seeds that still need to be sowed but right now just for today all I want to do is cry for my heart is broken beyond repair and the only time it will be whole is when we again sit side by side watching as the planted seeds grow and the sun sets on another day...I will never let you go for you will live in my soul forever so this is only a goodbye for now for soon I will be there to talk to you, listen, and just be with you for I am still and always will be your "Little Girl"...I love you Poppy
We met 51 years ago when I came into the world you held my tiny hand and called me Trinket...I was your little girl...as the days went by and I would cry I wanted only you...You toiled hard out in the fields to keep us fed...and as I sit here alone today I can't believe you're gone...You were always so strong somehow you would walk right through any trouble that came your way and as the years flew by I thought that you would live for ever...I am not sure I am ready for you to be gone or to continue on without you but now I see I have no choice because you were not the Superman I thought you were...you were just my normal human Dad...
As I laid a final Rose upon your grave a million memories flashed through my head...Like the time you taught me to swim by throwing me in the pond and yelling sink or swim then jumping in after me to keep my head above the water...or the time that you asked me if I thought I could handle the tractor with the hay wagon on the back and I said of course I can and then promptly dumped the whole load of hay going over the creek oh how mad you got but you just went about re-loading the ones that were dry and setting the wet ones aside for immediate use knowing that sooner or later I would be able to cross that creek and not loose one single blade of hay from that wagon...you taught me so many things without even trying to but I especially remember the time when I was not much more than a babe and you were explaining to me which plants to pull out of the garden and which ones to leave in...there I was squatted down watching you pull the tiny weeds that had dared to pop their heads up in your garden...this became a daily ritual as I watched and learned how to plant to weed to love and to grow the plants that put the food on our table and the tables of many others in our community...you taught me how to respect the land and give thanx for everything it blessed us with...You taught me how to respect myself and others and how to give kindness and love to those in need...
You were a tough Dad at times when we strayed from the straight and narrow path which led to some times when I was growing up that we could just not see eye to eye...I thought you were being mean and you thought I was being careless or irresponsible but through it all I can see now that you just loved me so much you didn't want me to grow up (you wanted your little girl forever) and though you took great pride in who you were you did not want me to become a poor dirt farmer...you wanted me to go so much further than that(Sorry Poppy but I just could not see anything better to be)...You wanted me strong enough to walk through any trouble that came my way the same as you had done I have done that many times already and I know that eventually I will be strong enough to get on with my life and plant those many seeds that still need to be sowed but right now just for today all I want to do is cry for my heart is broken beyond repair and the only time it will be whole is when we again sit side by side watching as the planted seeds grow and the sun sets on another day...I will never let you go for you will live in my soul forever so this is only a goodbye for now for soon I will be there to talk to you, listen, and just be with you for I am still and always will be your "Little Girl"...I love you Poppy
Mom and Poppy
Friday, March 14, 2014
A lot of Nothing
Well As the title suggests this is a post about a lot of nothing...I just thought that it is a good time to sit down and write for a moment or two...
I have been finding myself increasingly irritated by the way things are going in this world and longing for the good old days when life was simple and no one had excuses why they could not lend a helping hand to others...Back in the day when getting what you needed was simplified by the fact that most bartered with each other...ya know like you called the doctor and he came no matter the time of day or whether or not you could pay him...and if all you had was a dozen eggs you could trade them for his services and he would be glad to take them...A time when people really cared about those around them and if someone came on hard times the community would get together and do everything in their power to make sure the needs of that person or family were met...A time when taking a walk in the woods was a safe endeavor and when kids could run to the store for a treat and you knew they would get there and back safely because your neighbors all knew you and your family and they always watched out for one another...A time when if someone new came into town they were wrapped in warm and welcome feelings from the people in the town...A time when trust came first and anger and violence was avoided as much as absolutely possible...A time when people would strive to be the best neighbor and friend instead of the richest man in town...It was a time of hard work and pride in a job well done but if your neighbor had an accident leaving them unable to do their chores the neighbors all pitched in to get it done...it was a time when good and bad were felt and dealt with together as a community and no one was left on their own to deal with things that are hard to handle...when the safety net was everyone around you not just one or two...Don't get me wrong I do know that there were bad people back then as there is now but the good people were not afraid to get involved in stopping them...We had morals and we lived by them...
Today the way that I see it we have lost our morals, we live in a dog eat dog world and no one cares what happens to the guy next door and seldom they don't even know their neighbors name...So many are now so preoccupied chasing after a dollar bill that they ignore or miss the best things in life...
I have been finding myself increasingly irritated by the way things are going in this world and longing for the good old days when life was simple and no one had excuses why they could not lend a helping hand to others...Back in the day when getting what you needed was simplified by the fact that most bartered with each other...ya know like you called the doctor and he came no matter the time of day or whether or not you could pay him...and if all you had was a dozen eggs you could trade them for his services and he would be glad to take them...A time when people really cared about those around them and if someone came on hard times the community would get together and do everything in their power to make sure the needs of that person or family were met...A time when taking a walk in the woods was a safe endeavor and when kids could run to the store for a treat and you knew they would get there and back safely because your neighbors all knew you and your family and they always watched out for one another...A time when if someone new came into town they were wrapped in warm and welcome feelings from the people in the town...A time when trust came first and anger and violence was avoided as much as absolutely possible...A time when people would strive to be the best neighbor and friend instead of the richest man in town...It was a time of hard work and pride in a job well done but if your neighbor had an accident leaving them unable to do their chores the neighbors all pitched in to get it done...it was a time when good and bad were felt and dealt with together as a community and no one was left on their own to deal with things that are hard to handle...when the safety net was everyone around you not just one or two...Don't get me wrong I do know that there were bad people back then as there is now but the good people were not afraid to get involved in stopping them...We had morals and we lived by them...
Today the way that I see it we have lost our morals, we live in a dog eat dog world and no one cares what happens to the guy next door and seldom they don't even know their neighbors name...So many are now so preoccupied chasing after a dollar bill that they ignore or miss the best things in life...
Monday, December 23, 2013
Losing my best friend..
It is Christmas time and all around me there are decorations and cheery people...yet today I sit here with tears in my eyes for today I have lost my Best friend...His name was Scooby and he was an oversized tank of a Black Lab...he loved to chase a stick when you threw it retrieving perfectly as a lab does...In the spring time when we tapped the Maples he always made the rounds with us to pick up the buckets so he could eat the ice we removed from the top of the sap...He would chew on anything you left in his reach when we left him home alone but he would always greet us with a smile and tail wag when we walked in...He was a bundle of energy and loved to "Wander" around the yard and gardens...he loved the kitties and his bestest buddy was a orange kitty named Prince...he Loved kids and whenever they were around he would run and play with them and from time to time he would give them a ride on his back too...he would follow me around the house all the time I could not go anywhere without him and now I must move on in life and say goodbye to my "Buddy"...I know he will be waiting for me to join him in heaven but it is really hard to say goodbye after all these years of having him quietly and patiently take care of me...Love You Scooby..
Are you a Christian or a Hypocrite?
This is a subject I have wanted to avoid simply because it can be very hard to make people understand your point of view without them feeling a bit insulted. So I will start with this statement: I understand that everyone has their own beliefs and I am not trying in this posting to change anyone's beliefs. What I am aiming for is to just give everyone my point of view...
Growing up I was forced to go to church every Sunday Morning. My parents were Catholics and back then the Catholic religion was very strict and set down many rules for their followers to follow. If you were unfortunate enough to make a mistake it would bring on a swift and "deserving" punishment...Now as a Grown up I find myself not adhering to a religion but more to the Bible and the teachings of the Lord... I find that through the years the Religions have changed so much that the basics have been completely lost...
Now that said I have to point out my experiences and why this question has plagued me...
Experience one was when I was a teenager...we had gone to church as usual on Sunday morning then a short while later that same day a person who claimed to be a devoted Christian decided that a 15 yr old made a good punching bag and that they were just making me a good Christian by punishing me for my sins(Although I was not sure what sin I had committed)...And understanding that spanking a child is necessary at times I could not see my Lord condoning beating one black and blue...
Experience two was when I was a young adult I had lost my way(after and abusive husband and other family members turning their back on me in my time of need) and was looking to find the path back to the Lord when I went into A church and sat through the sermon which was a very good sermon but then when we were all leaving I was shunned and told that my manner of dress was not appropriate for the Lord's house(at this time my only transportation was a Motorcycle so I was dressed in boots new Jeans and a new shirt with Jacket over it)... There were several of these experiences in several different churches of several different denominations over the following 10 years...needless to say this made my search to find my Lord much harder along with totally confusing me about what a true Christian was for I had seen so many sit and worship the Lord in church and then turn around at the end of that worship and degrade, insult, accuse, and discourage the fellow members of their congregation...this type of behavior made me really start doubting my faith I was not sure I wanted to be a Christian if it meant I had to practice this kind of Hypocrisy and show so much hatred to those who did not match the accepted look and lifestyle of the church...you see to me Christianity was loving all creatures of the earth and Treating my fellow man with love, understanding and tolerance just as Jesus had done....Nowhere I looked could I find this kind of Christianity around me...Then just as I was about to give up The Lord placed in my path someone who had nothing to do with the churches but everything to do with Jesus...He found me beaten and broken just putting one foot in front of the other walking through my life full of doubt and confusion wondering if I would ever find a true Christian to share my beliefs and worship with...we came together and the Lord immediately blessed me with warmth and understanding...this person taught me more about the Lord than any church ever had...He walked a path that led to the Lord it was not an accepted path according to those who go to Services on the Sabbath and walk out of the sermon and turn their backs on the Lord's teachings but more a lifestyle that copied that of Jesus...Teaching loving, and caring not just about those who came to the sermon but about all men, women, and children...together we traveled and we talked to the people... We helped where we could and where we couldn't we put them in touch with someone who could help them...We lived off the land and shared all that we had with those around us...to this day my friend's influence is strong in my heart and Jesus is in my soul...I no longer travel but I do help where needed and share what little I have with those around me...I try hard to share the knowledge the Lord has blessed me with and know that I am not perfect and sometimes need to be pointed back in the right direction but I have compassion, love, and respect for all around me...I always forgive those who have done me wrong and thank the Lord every day for the Blessings he has bestowed upon me...I know in my heart that I am Now a true Christian and living for The Lord is my life's goal...I have found Happiness and peace in my life now and am truly sure that the behavior I experienced from those who wished to conform me has done just that...It has pushed me To my Lords ways and I do not condemn their behavior for it did in fact help me to travel along that path but the question I started this post with still plagues me day in and day out for it is now a question I silently ask of everyone who "Preaches" the word of the Lord or proclaims to be a Christian...for if you are truly a Christian we can travel our path together and if you are Hypocrite I need to gently show you a better path to follow...
Growing up I was forced to go to church every Sunday Morning. My parents were Catholics and back then the Catholic religion was very strict and set down many rules for their followers to follow. If you were unfortunate enough to make a mistake it would bring on a swift and "deserving" punishment...Now as a Grown up I find myself not adhering to a religion but more to the Bible and the teachings of the Lord... I find that through the years the Religions have changed so much that the basics have been completely lost...
Now that said I have to point out my experiences and why this question has plagued me...
Experience one was when I was a teenager...we had gone to church as usual on Sunday morning then a short while later that same day a person who claimed to be a devoted Christian decided that a 15 yr old made a good punching bag and that they were just making me a good Christian by punishing me for my sins(Although I was not sure what sin I had committed)...And understanding that spanking a child is necessary at times I could not see my Lord condoning beating one black and blue...
Experience two was when I was a young adult I had lost my way(after and abusive husband and other family members turning their back on me in my time of need) and was looking to find the path back to the Lord when I went into A church and sat through the sermon which was a very good sermon but then when we were all leaving I was shunned and told that my manner of dress was not appropriate for the Lord's house(at this time my only transportation was a Motorcycle so I was dressed in boots new Jeans and a new shirt with Jacket over it)... There were several of these experiences in several different churches of several different denominations over the following 10 years...needless to say this made my search to find my Lord much harder along with totally confusing me about what a true Christian was for I had seen so many sit and worship the Lord in church and then turn around at the end of that worship and degrade, insult, accuse, and discourage the fellow members of their congregation...this type of behavior made me really start doubting my faith I was not sure I wanted to be a Christian if it meant I had to practice this kind of Hypocrisy and show so much hatred to those who did not match the accepted look and lifestyle of the church...you see to me Christianity was loving all creatures of the earth and Treating my fellow man with love, understanding and tolerance just as Jesus had done....Nowhere I looked could I find this kind of Christianity around me...Then just as I was about to give up The Lord placed in my path someone who had nothing to do with the churches but everything to do with Jesus...He found me beaten and broken just putting one foot in front of the other walking through my life full of doubt and confusion wondering if I would ever find a true Christian to share my beliefs and worship with...we came together and the Lord immediately blessed me with warmth and understanding...this person taught me more about the Lord than any church ever had...He walked a path that led to the Lord it was not an accepted path according to those who go to Services on the Sabbath and walk out of the sermon and turn their backs on the Lord's teachings but more a lifestyle that copied that of Jesus...Teaching loving, and caring not just about those who came to the sermon but about all men, women, and children...together we traveled and we talked to the people... We helped where we could and where we couldn't we put them in touch with someone who could help them...We lived off the land and shared all that we had with those around us...to this day my friend's influence is strong in my heart and Jesus is in my soul...I no longer travel but I do help where needed and share what little I have with those around me...I try hard to share the knowledge the Lord has blessed me with and know that I am not perfect and sometimes need to be pointed back in the right direction but I have compassion, love, and respect for all around me...I always forgive those who have done me wrong and thank the Lord every day for the Blessings he has bestowed upon me...I know in my heart that I am Now a true Christian and living for The Lord is my life's goal...I have found Happiness and peace in my life now and am truly sure that the behavior I experienced from those who wished to conform me has done just that...It has pushed me To my Lords ways and I do not condemn their behavior for it did in fact help me to travel along that path but the question I started this post with still plagues me day in and day out for it is now a question I silently ask of everyone who "Preaches" the word of the Lord or proclaims to be a Christian...for if you are truly a Christian we can travel our path together and if you are Hypocrite I need to gently show you a better path to follow...
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Short term "Pay Day" Loans
I find it absolutely ridiculous that NY or any other state for that matter believes they can regulate the legitimate short term lending companies and the Native Americans' lending practices but cannot find a way to regulate the exorbitant fees charged by "sanctioned" banks for the same "short term lending" programs they run under the guise of overdraft protection programs....
I believe that those who are in emergency situations should have a choice of how they obtain the funds needed to cover that emergency rather than being forced to follow the "Accepted" way of doing things...Yes I do understand that these loans carry a heavy interest rate and some companies that are not quite above board use predatory practices to get you hooked and keep you coming back but when you add it all up it is still cheaper when totaled than the fees charged by banks either as loan origination fees or overdraft fees if the consumer is not eligible for a typical loan...I believe that state regulators need to crack down on those who are scammers or use those predatory practices and leave legitimate lenders alone...
I also believe that those consumers who are complaining about these loan companies for the most part did not fully investigate the company they wanted to work with making sure that it was legitimate and not using predatory practices....But the complaints that really get to me are the ones that come from consumers who after investigation finds the company to be legitimate then doesn't take the time to fully read the contract thus when they started paying back the loan they were caught off guard by the way these short term loans work and the actual interest they needed to pay...
This total confusion about these amounts is completely the consumers own fault and not the fault of the legitimate loan company which stated in the contract what the interest rate would be, how much the consumer would have to pay and when the payment was due at the time of signing for the loan... This is the reason why I believe if the company is legitimate with all paperwork in order and the consumer is complaining about the interest and fees paid then they should just be given a response of "Next time read before you sign and please stand up and take responsibility for your own actions because it is up to you to make the right choices"...This type of complaining should not produce all these unnecessary regulations on these legitimate companies....
So in conclusion for any one who chooses to use these companies be sure to do the leg work first using the internet, the Better Business Beaurau and other business report/complaint sites fully investigate then read your contract in it's entirity before you sign...some of these companies actually have lower interest rates and fees due to competition it just takes a little hard work to find the correct fit for you the same as with any other financial decision you make...
For the government:
Instead of forcing people to make the decisions the government thinks are best for them it is time to let them make their own decisions and learn from their own mistakes...It is time to crack down on the scammers and leave the legitimate companies and Native Americans alone letting them have their commercial ventures...
As to the regulations limiting the Native Americans's ability to do business with people not living on the reservations...The Native Americans have a right to sell products and services to anyone willing to complete the transaction with them...They are a Sovereign Nation doing trade in this country and the same as any other government body within this country they were given the right to do so and it is time these rights were defended instead of stepped on...
I believe that those who are in emergency situations should have a choice of how they obtain the funds needed to cover that emergency rather than being forced to follow the "Accepted" way of doing things...Yes I do understand that these loans carry a heavy interest rate and some companies that are not quite above board use predatory practices to get you hooked and keep you coming back but when you add it all up it is still cheaper when totaled than the fees charged by banks either as loan origination fees or overdraft fees if the consumer is not eligible for a typical loan...I believe that state regulators need to crack down on those who are scammers or use those predatory practices and leave legitimate lenders alone...
I also believe that those consumers who are complaining about these loan companies for the most part did not fully investigate the company they wanted to work with making sure that it was legitimate and not using predatory practices....But the complaints that really get to me are the ones that come from consumers who after investigation finds the company to be legitimate then doesn't take the time to fully read the contract thus when they started paying back the loan they were caught off guard by the way these short term loans work and the actual interest they needed to pay...
This total confusion about these amounts is completely the consumers own fault and not the fault of the legitimate loan company which stated in the contract what the interest rate would be, how much the consumer would have to pay and when the payment was due at the time of signing for the loan... This is the reason why I believe if the company is legitimate with all paperwork in order and the consumer is complaining about the interest and fees paid then they should just be given a response of "Next time read before you sign and please stand up and take responsibility for your own actions because it is up to you to make the right choices"...This type of complaining should not produce all these unnecessary regulations on these legitimate companies....
So in conclusion for any one who chooses to use these companies be sure to do the leg work first using the internet, the Better Business Beaurau and other business report/complaint sites fully investigate then read your contract in it's entirity before you sign...some of these companies actually have lower interest rates and fees due to competition it just takes a little hard work to find the correct fit for you the same as with any other financial decision you make...
For the government:
Instead of forcing people to make the decisions the government thinks are best for them it is time to let them make their own decisions and learn from their own mistakes...It is time to crack down on the scammers and leave the legitimate companies and Native Americans alone letting them have their commercial ventures...
As to the regulations limiting the Native Americans's ability to do business with people not living on the reservations...The Native Americans have a right to sell products and services to anyone willing to complete the transaction with them...They are a Sovereign Nation doing trade in this country and the same as any other government body within this country they were given the right to do so and it is time these rights were defended instead of stepped on...
Monday, November 11, 2013
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
My Creative Journey
OK
this subject is something that is close to my heart and I am very proud of my
accomplishments thus far.
What I am talking about is my creative journey and starting my business which are both showcased on a website hidden on the obscure back roads of the Internet. On this site you will find examples of my wonderful creations. (Oh don't worry I am still working on many more).
This Journey started with a deep down desire to write Poems. I jotted down sentences that by themselves really seemed silly but they were all the feelings bottled up inside of me that just needed to come out. I spent my teen years writing them down then building poems around them. Then as I got older I simply worked it into my everyday life and every big life changing moment is now down on paper with Rhyme and Rhythm. My children and Grandchildren all have poems and lullabies that I wrote especially for them.
Next from a love of watching my Grandmother create her beautiful blankets and doilies came an urge to learn how it was done. She and I spent many hours frustrated and happy all at the same time while I learned to ply crochet hook to yarn and come up with something that was actually useful. Although many of those hours in the beginning were very frustrating I would not trade a single minute of them for anything in the world. I did finally get good enough to make a blanket for my baby and one for my Mom too.
I also found that I have a natural ease with the needle if I just relax and let the creative juices flow. Today I am still coming up with ways to apply my crochet skills to many things thus my family is getting a bit frustrated as the rooms in my house fill up with the things that my fingers must create. Yes not only is there an urge to work on something there is a deep in the soul need to do it. I can't really explain this but I sit down and pick up the crochet needle and any long stringy thing available and turn it into something useful.
Next came my learning to weave though less frustrating than making my fingers work together with the crochet needle and yarn it still gave me a bit of difficulty at first. As I worked through tangled threads and fingers that refused to do what was wanted I figured out that this was not my true calling. Although I can weave as well as I do all of my other crafts it was not what I really wanted to do so it was a short detour on my creative journey.Although someday I do want weave another blanket.
Then my Grandmother decided since she was a tailor and I was so good at so many other things I should learn to sew also. I learned to make beautiful tiny stitches that turn out somewhat in a straight line although my fingers became pin cushions I found that this was another thing I liked to do. There is just something calming about sitting and stitching by hand. I spent many a night while my daughter was little stitching tiny booties and hats both from clothe and yarn. I learned to create beautiful pictures using cross stitch and other embroidery stitches which again was something I found had a calming affect on me. Then came the era of plastic canvas. That was one craft I picked up easily as I had already learned to do cross stitch and embroidery which are the same stitches used in plastic canvas. My children and grandchildren all got boxes and piggy banks that year...LOL..
The following projects were made of waxes, not just candles but figurines too. Then came a stint with clay which started innocently by playing with the kids and play dough and turned into many little "statues" hanging around on my shelves.
Next came painting (although it is not going really well) I like doing it as I can really express the way I feel whether angry, sad, or glad it doesn't matter the emotion I can set it down on canvas the same as I do on paper with words so I am still working on building my skills in that department...
I dabble in wood and plastic making magnets or pictures and sometimes other little things for the home. My most recent experimentations are with glass and the many things you can do with it...I can't waite to see what my fingers create.
I guess what I have taken so long to say is that I have looked into many of the different forms of art and can say without a doubt that I know how to express myself and my imagination runs wild! I have a tendency to try things in my creations that are not customary for that craft and find that this can lead to some very unusual results which in turn leaves me with some weird decorations in my workroom. I have saved all the little experiments along with the scraps from all the things that I have made and some day I will find a use for them all like I did with the ones I used in the collage I just completed showing my love of Nature and Creativity. This collage is not made of paper but tiny bits of leftovers from the many things that I have made it is beautiful and framed and reminds me of my creative journey in life.
I have to admit there were times when out of necessity I had to lay my crafts aside to take care of kids or make ends meet and at those times I felt that there was something definitely missing in my life so I decided that I would find a way to keep crafts in my life and I started with making all the gifts that were needed throughout the year instead of buying them then after the kids had moved out I used my creativity to fill the many empty hours in my days.
Now what was once something done from necessity, emotions and a need to fill time has evolved into something I love to do and share with the world which brings me to where I am today and the birth of my business Redneck Kreations.
I hope that you will take a look at my site and enjoy seeing the steps of my creative journey...
Frankie
What I am talking about is my creative journey and starting my business which are both showcased on a website hidden on the obscure back roads of the Internet. On this site you will find examples of my wonderful creations. (Oh don't worry I am still working on many more).
This Journey started with a deep down desire to write Poems. I jotted down sentences that by themselves really seemed silly but they were all the feelings bottled up inside of me that just needed to come out. I spent my teen years writing them down then building poems around them. Then as I got older I simply worked it into my everyday life and every big life changing moment is now down on paper with Rhyme and Rhythm. My children and Grandchildren all have poems and lullabies that I wrote especially for them.
Next from a love of watching my Grandmother create her beautiful blankets and doilies came an urge to learn how it was done. She and I spent many hours frustrated and happy all at the same time while I learned to ply crochet hook to yarn and come up with something that was actually useful. Although many of those hours in the beginning were very frustrating I would not trade a single minute of them for anything in the world. I did finally get good enough to make a blanket for my baby and one for my Mom too.
I also found that I have a natural ease with the needle if I just relax and let the creative juices flow. Today I am still coming up with ways to apply my crochet skills to many things thus my family is getting a bit frustrated as the rooms in my house fill up with the things that my fingers must create. Yes not only is there an urge to work on something there is a deep in the soul need to do it. I can't really explain this but I sit down and pick up the crochet needle and any long stringy thing available and turn it into something useful.
Next came my learning to weave though less frustrating than making my fingers work together with the crochet needle and yarn it still gave me a bit of difficulty at first. As I worked through tangled threads and fingers that refused to do what was wanted I figured out that this was not my true calling. Although I can weave as well as I do all of my other crafts it was not what I really wanted to do so it was a short detour on my creative journey.Although someday I do want weave another blanket.
Then my Grandmother decided since she was a tailor and I was so good at so many other things I should learn to sew also. I learned to make beautiful tiny stitches that turn out somewhat in a straight line although my fingers became pin cushions I found that this was another thing I liked to do. There is just something calming about sitting and stitching by hand. I spent many a night while my daughter was little stitching tiny booties and hats both from clothe and yarn. I learned to create beautiful pictures using cross stitch and other embroidery stitches which again was something I found had a calming affect on me. Then came the era of plastic canvas. That was one craft I picked up easily as I had already learned to do cross stitch and embroidery which are the same stitches used in plastic canvas. My children and grandchildren all got boxes and piggy banks that year...LOL..
The following projects were made of waxes, not just candles but figurines too. Then came a stint with clay which started innocently by playing with the kids and play dough and turned into many little "statues" hanging around on my shelves.
Next came painting (although it is not going really well) I like doing it as I can really express the way I feel whether angry, sad, or glad it doesn't matter the emotion I can set it down on canvas the same as I do on paper with words so I am still working on building my skills in that department...
I dabble in wood and plastic making magnets or pictures and sometimes other little things for the home. My most recent experimentations are with glass and the many things you can do with it...I can't waite to see what my fingers create.
I guess what I have taken so long to say is that I have looked into many of the different forms of art and can say without a doubt that I know how to express myself and my imagination runs wild! I have a tendency to try things in my creations that are not customary for that craft and find that this can lead to some very unusual results which in turn leaves me with some weird decorations in my workroom. I have saved all the little experiments along with the scraps from all the things that I have made and some day I will find a use for them all like I did with the ones I used in the collage I just completed showing my love of Nature and Creativity. This collage is not made of paper but tiny bits of leftovers from the many things that I have made it is beautiful and framed and reminds me of my creative journey in life.
I have to admit there were times when out of necessity I had to lay my crafts aside to take care of kids or make ends meet and at those times I felt that there was something definitely missing in my life so I decided that I would find a way to keep crafts in my life and I started with making all the gifts that were needed throughout the year instead of buying them then after the kids had moved out I used my creativity to fill the many empty hours in my days.
Now what was once something done from necessity, emotions and a need to fill time has evolved into something I love to do and share with the world which brings me to where I am today and the birth of my business Redneck Kreations.
I hope that you will take a look at my site and enjoy seeing the steps of my creative journey...
Frankie
Sunday, June 16, 2013
Garage Sales
Ok you probably are thinking this is a silly subject to talk about but I can assure my thoughts on this matter are serious. Most of us have gone to garage sales or even held a few in our lifetimes. what really gets me is the people that frequent them to buy things that they later sell. I understand that they want to buy something and make a profit on it later but when the garage sale prices are already so low that the person selling these items is practically giving them away and these people come in there trying to get them to sell it even cheaper it becomes very frustrating. The prices on these items will already give anyone looking to resell a hefty profit so why are they trying to rob the person selling them. The thing that we all have to remember is that in a lot of cases especially in this day and age these people are not selling their possessions because they don't want them but because they need the money to make ends meet.They need to pay for gas to get to work for the rest of the month or for groceries or the new shoes their babies need. Sometimes they are moving to a new city and need the money to help them get there or to settle in until the salary from the new job kicks in. They are not in the business of selling they just need to make it through one more day. So in conclusion those of you out there who make a living buying and selling garage sale items please think about someone else for a change if the price is low enough that you will make a decent profit let it be and pay it. Think about the humanity side of things instead of just your bottom line!
Frankie
Redneck Kreations
Frankie
Redneck Kreations
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
Trying to get back on the road to self-sufficiency
Ok I have been really angry the last few days and I can tell you I had to wait this long to sit down and write this out because if I had not done so it would have been downright crappie...The subject of this post says it all...I am sooooo irritated with the systems and people in this country...first for a little history...Ten years ago I went out of work because of a broken back and because it was a sudden loss of income things got bad...I had just bought my house...I skimped and saved every penny so that I could repair my credit to get the loan for the home then bam I was right back in a bad spot since the insurance companies could not decide who was supposed to pay for my injury it took four years to get a steady income again and by the grace of God we made it through till then on what little my husband was making...finally this year after numerous rehab hours I am as good as I will ever get and although I am not back to what I used to be I have been starting slowly to get my business back up and running and after fighting so hard to get my credit score back up to what used to be considered an average score (the second time around) I applied for a loan only to find that because I was still making payments on some of the old bills and now they considered my score poor credit I would be denied...yet through the overdraft protection program at my bank I would be allowed to have my account be overdrawn to the same amount I wanted for the line of credit and that is just fine with them...well of course it is because that way they get to collect all the fees...I can't run the business without the extra cash flow until it takes off again and so I am stuck in a place I never wanted to be...
Now as you all know the government, banks and public are all screaming about those who are collecting disability and other benefits yet when one of us tries to make it back to being a contributing member of society there are no stepping stones there to help us reach our goals...I so want to be self-sufficient and not rely on anyone's help but there needs to be a way for someone like me to get up out of the ditch and back on the road...I have never and do not now want a handout but a hand up would really be appreciated...
I just wish that there was some kind of program; somewhere to get low cost loans that takes into consideration the circumstances behind the things on a credit report and that sees you as a human and not a number...a program that did this would also be able to realize that not all who have a certain credit score are there because they were irresponsible but that for some it was just a matter of circumstances and since those circumstances have changed they would be able to handle the responsibility of paying off a loan...a small low cost loan (less than 10,000) would allow me to be totally out of debt, off of disability, and running my business with a profit because I would be able to have the capital needed to get started in the right direction...but alas there is no such program to be found and because of the way things are I am not able to reach the goals I have set and must still rely on others to help me make ends meet...there is something so wrong with this scenario that some one somewhere needs to step up and fix it...there needs to be a way that some one can get ahead and not have to be stuck on the rolls or not have to go back on them once they are removed...a way that gives them the ability to keep their health insurance and other programs until they are totally self sufficient and not just half way there...If they came up with this kind of a program then the rolls would go down and stay down and those who are able that did not work to improve their circumstances would be weeded out easily and those that are working hard to become the best contributing members that they can be would not have to feel the stigmatism of needing the hand up.
I know that at this point you are probably all asking yourselves why don't I go out and get a regular job well here is the answer to that question due to the extensive damage to nerves and muscles from my injury I am still disabled I cannot stand for more than ten to fifteen minutes, sit for more than 20 minutes at a time and I live with excruciating pain most of the time so I need to be able to set my schedule in a way that I can sit, stand and lay down as needed so that I don't fall and cause further injury to my back and legs...well as you can guess that kinda rules out an 8 hour a day 40 hour a week job...and since I have chosen to go back to creating beautiful Items to sell I can sketch and paint laying down or stand and sit as needed I can even lay down and crochet, do needle point or apply the appliqué to my quilts or pillows and if the pain has become unbearable I am able to take my pain medication as needed instead of having to put it off in order to be unimpaired on the job or driving home ...
In conclusion to all of you out there that say we are all bums or lazy now you know the circumstances behind my dilemma and though I would not wish what is happening to me on any one I do wish that you could stand in my shoes and see it from my perspective and I can guarantee that you would probably not make it one hour let alone the many years that I have had to deal with the reduced capabilities of my body and the excruciating pain that I have suffered along with the name calling and ridicule from those around me, nor the frustrations of dealing with a broken system of government and banking on a first hand basis...So do me a favor all of you who are better off than I am before you comment on those of us on this side of the fence...stop and remember this one saying that in this life is so true..." But for the grace of God there go I" as I do when I see those that are worse off than I am and in most cases you will change your mind about making that comment you originally thought was justified...Also please quit complaining so much and help us come up with a solution to the dilemma instead of adding to the stigmatism that is keeping those who are truly in need from going to get that hand up...Please open your hearts and your minds become part of the solution instead of part of the problem...one final thought: "If you were me what would you do"?
Now as you all know the government, banks and public are all screaming about those who are collecting disability and other benefits yet when one of us tries to make it back to being a contributing member of society there are no stepping stones there to help us reach our goals...I so want to be self-sufficient and not rely on anyone's help but there needs to be a way for someone like me to get up out of the ditch and back on the road...I have never and do not now want a handout but a hand up would really be appreciated...
I just wish that there was some kind of program; somewhere to get low cost loans that takes into consideration the circumstances behind the things on a credit report and that sees you as a human and not a number...a program that did this would also be able to realize that not all who have a certain credit score are there because they were irresponsible but that for some it was just a matter of circumstances and since those circumstances have changed they would be able to handle the responsibility of paying off a loan...a small low cost loan (less than 10,000) would allow me to be totally out of debt, off of disability, and running my business with a profit because I would be able to have the capital needed to get started in the right direction...but alas there is no such program to be found and because of the way things are I am not able to reach the goals I have set and must still rely on others to help me make ends meet...there is something so wrong with this scenario that some one somewhere needs to step up and fix it...there needs to be a way that some one can get ahead and not have to be stuck on the rolls or not have to go back on them once they are removed...a way that gives them the ability to keep their health insurance and other programs until they are totally self sufficient and not just half way there...If they came up with this kind of a program then the rolls would go down and stay down and those who are able that did not work to improve their circumstances would be weeded out easily and those that are working hard to become the best contributing members that they can be would not have to feel the stigmatism of needing the hand up.
I know that at this point you are probably all asking yourselves why don't I go out and get a regular job well here is the answer to that question due to the extensive damage to nerves and muscles from my injury I am still disabled I cannot stand for more than ten to fifteen minutes, sit for more than 20 minutes at a time and I live with excruciating pain most of the time so I need to be able to set my schedule in a way that I can sit, stand and lay down as needed so that I don't fall and cause further injury to my back and legs...well as you can guess that kinda rules out an 8 hour a day 40 hour a week job...and since I have chosen to go back to creating beautiful Items to sell I can sketch and paint laying down or stand and sit as needed I can even lay down and crochet, do needle point or apply the appliqué to my quilts or pillows and if the pain has become unbearable I am able to take my pain medication as needed instead of having to put it off in order to be unimpaired on the job or driving home ...
In conclusion to all of you out there that say we are all bums or lazy now you know the circumstances behind my dilemma and though I would not wish what is happening to me on any one I do wish that you could stand in my shoes and see it from my perspective and I can guarantee that you would probably not make it one hour let alone the many years that I have had to deal with the reduced capabilities of my body and the excruciating pain that I have suffered along with the name calling and ridicule from those around me, nor the frustrations of dealing with a broken system of government and banking on a first hand basis...So do me a favor all of you who are better off than I am before you comment on those of us on this side of the fence...stop and remember this one saying that in this life is so true..." But for the grace of God there go I" as I do when I see those that are worse off than I am and in most cases you will change your mind about making that comment you originally thought was justified...Also please quit complaining so much and help us come up with a solution to the dilemma instead of adding to the stigmatism that is keeping those who are truly in need from going to get that hand up...Please open your hearts and your minds become part of the solution instead of part of the problem...one final thought: "If you were me what would you do"?
Frankie
Sunday, May 12, 2013
About this blog
Hello every one I am starting this blog and I am not sure where it will lead or how often I will post here...but to start it out let me explain that it is going to be about my thoughts on many subjects...I have been trying to figure a way that my views could be heard and finally I came up with the idea of starting this blog...So here goes... I will be posting my thoughts here for all to read and comment on and maybe we will find that our views are not so different after all...or maybe we will have a stimulating conversation on two different views of the same subject...Where ever it leads I am willing to go...The question here is are you willing to follow?... Come along for a fun filled journey...Hope to see you soon...
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