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I’M OUTTA HERE: SIGNED 2016

Do you know what I discovered this week? Another year is approaching and it’s time for me to skedaddle (isn’t that a fun word on the tongue?)—at least for a while. My editor is in the South of France, and I promised her I would have my third book completed by the time she returns (only eight more chapters to go—hallelujah!), or she can rightfully hand me my head on a platter. Therefore, I will be stepping back from the blogosphere for a season (except to post a goodbye letter to the Obamas) to finish off my “How the Hell Did I End Up Here?” trilogy and get it to the publisher in February (launch date: March 2017). In the meantime, I thought I’d post what I imagined a conversation between former years at a New Year’s Eve party would read like. I have a feeling 2016 will have a lot to say as it exits, and that 2017 will be in a state of shock at the daunting task ahead because—hang onto your hats, Bubbies—2017 is going to be a bumpy ride!

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Cartoon used by permission: David Fitzsimmons, The Arizona Star

 

(Scene opens on a standing room only party at the home of Father Time. Every year has shown up since the dawn of time, except for those ten years that I call the lost decade in my own life, and don’t nobody have time to hear about them.)

1914:     Hey 2017, how’s it hangin’? You ready for your debut? I hear you’re in for some adventures. Although it couldn’t possibly be worse than my year—the start of WWI.

1939:     Of course it could, 1914. I was worse than you. Anytime you kick off a world war which culminates in the attempted annihilation of a people group, you win the prize for “worst year ever!” And why are you asking 2017 questions? You know he can’t talk yet, nor does he have anything to say. Check in with him at the end of next year. He’ll be able to give you an earful. In case you haven’t noticed, every year has its own place in history—some worse than others—and every year, many people hope and pray the current year will end quickly.

1619-1865:   Hello! Can I get a witness here? How about slavery in these here United States of America? Our span of years go down as some nasty-ass shit.

2015:     Personally, I’m avoiding 2016 because apparently, he opened the door to Death too many times this year, and Captain Death took the souls of more than 150 celebrities. Yikes! Even took a daughter and her mother within one day of each other. Now that’s cold. You know how people, especially Americans, feel about their celebrities—their “royalty.” The country is packing 2016’s bags for him to get him going, gone, and out as fast as they can before he allows Death to snatch Betty White into Glory. The majority of Americans are talking about how much they hate 2016—the year racism, sexism, xenophobia, misogyny, and stupidity were born again. I sure wouldn’t want to be the year that killed off Princess Leia and elected Donald Trump—I’ll tell you that.

 

2016:     I heard that! Are you all talking behind my back?   I have no control over Death—you of all people know that, 1939.

1998:     No, you don’t have any control over Death, however, it is still your responsibility to try and keep him contained the best you can. If given his way, Death would kill off every living creature on the planet. That’s just his MO. Speaking of responsibility, how in the hell did you allow a much coveted Christmas toy (the Hatchimals) to not do the thing they were supposed to do to entertain little kids—hatch on Christmas day? Do you know how much this Christmas toy insanity cost? I heard that two sets of seven Hatchimals (14 toys total) were selling for $20,000 on the Black Market. Don’t know if it’s true or not (those stories could have been fake news), but parents were camping outside of stores, driving across state lines, taking out second mortgages, and paying whatever was necessary to get these toys for their kids. But now the big scandal is that some of the toys are not hatching no matter how much you tap and rub them. You are so screwed, 2016! All the children in Aleppo can be buried alive by Russian and Syrian bombs, and Americans will hardly blink an eye, but let their kids’ toys fail to perform on Christmas day, and they will cut a bitch.

4BC:       Eiyie-yiee-yi! What’s all this stupidity about a toy? All I remember the Christ child getting for his birthday was gold, frankincense, and myrrh. Remember him? Whose birthday are we celebrating on Christmas anyway? Hope came to a fucked up world. Can we all say amen?

1998:     4BC, you ain’t even heard the best yet: the hatchimals that did hatch allegedly swear. While they are sleeping, they allegedly say: “Fuck me . . .” which would be apropos considering the type of world they are hatching into. (Personally, I think they’re saying: “Hug me,” but then who’s to know since I’m never going to pay that kind of money just to prove a point for a foolish toy that will be forgotten about in two months or so.)

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Hatchimal: Courtesy of http://www.hatchimals.com

 

2016:     All you years act like you’re all that and a bag of chips. There has never been a year in history that was totally fantastic—ever.

2013:     Me, me, me, me! I was. You can read about it in Think Progress. The writer, Zack Beauchamp says that by the time my year came to a close, people lived longer, fewer suffered from extreme poverty, war was rarer and less deadly than years before, violent crime was in freefall, and there was less racism, sexism, and other forms of discrimination in the world as was proven by the two-term election of our first Black president (I added that last part). Although he did have a caveat: we needed to build on that momentum in the years following me or we could slip backwards.

1924:     And then along came Trump . . . Looks like Mr. Beauchamp is going to have to rewrite his assessment, because 2017 is going to be something else. Ever since I gave the world Stalin, I’ve been keeping an eye on Russia. Imagine my surprise to see the budding bromance of Trump and Putin. Nothing good can come of this—mark my words. Putin is a nasty son-of-a-bitch. A chip off the old Stalin block. What a scandal, 2016!

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Putin/Trump Bromance Meme: Courtesy of sizzle.com

 

2016:     Once again, not my fault. I was given a year to “carry” history—not create it or mess with it. I don’t have any power. The power is all in the hands of the humans who exist within my timeframe.

1945:     2016 is correct. We are nothing but conduits. I was given the burden of having the atomic bomb dropped during my reign. Try bearing the burden of that through all these years.

2016:     At least that put an end to the war. It gave 1946 a chance to have a different history.

1946:     You are such an idiot. Do you have any idea how horrific recovery was for the entire planet after WWII? And now on 2016’s watch nativism, nationalism, racism, sexism, and every other kind of “ism” are expanding all over the world (it’s déjà vu all over again) which is cultivating the fertile soil for WWIII. Enjoy your short-lived fame 2013 as being the year mayhem, chaos, and murder decreased because America now has a leader who thinks everyone should have nuclear weapons and he’s going to make sure we get our share during his reign of 2017 and counting. 2017—you poor schmuck. My heart goes out to you.

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Cartoon used by permission: John Cole, The Scranton Times-Tribune

 

2017:     ERUGH-A-SCREM-HEP-ME JESSS, HEP ME!

2016:     What’s he saying? I don’t understand a word of what he’s screaming. Do you?

1939:     You know he doesn’t have a voice yet. A year doesn’t get its voice until he’s about to hand over the baton to the next year. He’s screaming in baby-talk: “HELP ME, JESUS, HELP, HELP ME, JESUS!”

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Cartoon used by permission: Dave Granlund, Politicalcartoons.com

 

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ELEANOR’S SELAH ABOUT 2017 (“AHA” MOMENT)

I am discovering that I can either fear the future or look forward to it. Even though I suspect 2017 is going to be a rough year all over the world, I have decided to look forward to the future because of our children. UNICEF estimates that 353,000 babies are born each day around the world. If they can survive, they really are our future. Somewhere among the booger-eating urchins who just entered the third grade, the pooping and farting toddlers born several years ago, and the clueless newborns of 2016 living in squalor, there are future presidents, kings and queens, scientists, teachers, doctors, mathematicians, writers, poets, actors, activists, conservationists, and religious leaders who will course-correct the ship (the future of our planet) that has been so badly steered off-course by the adults of our world in 2016. Trump, Assad, Putin, ISIS, Alt-right, White supremacists, misguided religious leaders, and all the rest have one thing in common when it comes to their existence: their time is limited and a new year is dawning with a new generation of hope.

HAPPY NEW YEAR! See you in a couple months with the announcement of the launch of my third book! Wish me luck!

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Cartoon used by permission: Rick McKee, The Augusta Chronicle

 

INSPIRATIONAL QUOTES ABOUT THE FUTURE

“Infuse your life with action. Don’t wait for it to happen. Make it happen. Make your own future. Make your own hope. Make your own love. And whatever your beliefs, honor your creator, not by passively waiting for grace to come down from upon high, but by doing what you can to make grace happen… yourself, right now, right down here on Earth.”—Bradley Whitford

“Fear keeps us focused on the past or worried about the future. If we can acknowledge our fear, we can realize that right now we are okay. Right now, today, we are still alive, and our bodies are working marvelously. Our eyes can still see the beautiful sky. Our ears can still hear the voices of our loved ones.”—Thich Nhat Hanh

“Let us not seek the Republican answer or the Democratic answer, but the right answer. Let us not seek to fix the blame for the past. Let us accept our own responsibility for the future.”—John F. Kennedy

“Only mothers can think of the future—because they give birth to it in their children.”—Maxim Gorky

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REFERENCES

https://www.washingtonpost.com/posteverything/wp/2016/12/30/2016-is-over-and-were-no-better-morally-than-we-were-100-years-ago/?hpid=hp_regional-hp-cards_rhp-card-posteverything%3Ahomepage%2Fcard

http://www.cnn.com/2016/12/16/world/2016-look-back-trnd/index.html

https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/if-theres-no-two-state-solution-what-will-israel-become/2016/12/29/cb322862-ce0c-11e6-b8a2-8c2a61b0436f_story.html?tid=pm_opinions_pop

http://abc7ny.com/news/parents-complain-that-hatchimals-are-not-hatching/1676845/

http://time.com/money/4577339/hatchimals-holiday-toy-2016/

https://www.washingtonpost.com/posteverything/wp/2016/12/29/stop-saying-that-2016-was-the-worst-year/?hpid=hp_no-name_opinion-card-c%3Ahomepage%2Fstory

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Cartoon used by permission: Dave Granlund, Politicalcartoons.com

 

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Posted by on December 30, 2016 in Uncategorized

 

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CAN YOU IMAGINE 2016?

Do you know what I discovered today?  It is the last day of 2015, and boy-oh-boy am I glad 2015 is coming to an end, even though it means I’m closer to death’s door now that I am in the last quarter of my life.  2015 has been such a mess that I can’t help but fear it will hijack 2016 and really create even more havoc than we’ve seen heretofore.

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Cartoon used by permission: Rick McKee, The Augusta Chronicle/Cagle Cartoons

2016 is going to be an “anything can happen” New Year—I can feel it.  Since I like to be in control at all times, I wish I could get some answers from somebody who knows what’s going on to see if 2016 is going to give me a heart attack or not—thus making 2016 the year I kick the bucket from sheer terror or outright heartbreak.  But God is not answering.  I don’t know why—I certainly nag him enough about everything from here to Zanzibar. My prayers have fallen into one word panic attacks:  God, “Help . . . “See” . . . “Stop” . . . “Destroy” . . . “Rescue” . . . “DO” . . . “SOMETHING!”

Since God isn’t speaking to anyone I trust, I’ve been thinking about visiting a fortune teller to get some answers, so I ran it past my husband (WW—“White and Wonderful”) because he’s the smartest human I know, and I can trust his input to me when I am about to do something crazy.

I came upon WW reading a copy of Time Magazine (the one with Chancellor Angela Merkel on the cover), and as we made eye contact, he said:

WW:      “Hey, Cutie.  I was just catching up on my reading.  I bet you’re glad Time didn’t put Donald Trump on the cover as 2015’s most influential person.  I don’t think your heart could have survived that.”

ME:        “That is exactly what I came here to talk over with you.  2015 almost made me lose my mind.  I want to go see a fortune teller to see what 2016 has in store so that I can handle it better.  Do you think it’s a good idea?”

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Used by permission: Riber Hansson, Sweden/Cagle Cartoons

WW:      “Hum . . . about as good an idea as you riding the zip line in Costa Rica a few years ago and getting stuck 200 feet above the ground over a rain forest.”

ME:        “Hey!  You did the zip line too!”

WW:      “Yeah, but I didn’t get stuck, twirl around like a leaf in a hurricane, start to scream bloody murder, and have to be rescued.”

ME:        “Well, you would have gotten stuck if you had ta-tas the size of Mount Rushmore like I do.  They never test drove that apparatus with anyone who had boobs bigger than 34As.  Anyhow, what do you think of me going to a fortune teller to get a reading on 2016.  I’d do my research and seek out the most credible fortune teller.”

WW:      “I’m pretty certain that credibility and fortune teller used in the same sentence is an oxymoron.  Besides you already know the answer:  man will continue to act the fool on Earth until it is in his best interest not to do so.  But since I’m in a cavalier mood, I’ll humor you.”

ME:  “Fabulous!  What’s your name?  You have to have a name in order for this to seem real.”

WW:  “How about “The Amazing, Outstanding, Great White Wonder”—TAOGWW for short?  Don’t give me that look; if you want me to play this game, I get to pick my name—take it or leave it.”

ME:  “How much do you charge?”

WW:  “One roll in the hay!”

ME:  “You are a riot, old man!  It’s a deal!

“Okay, TAOGWW, will Black Lives ever matter with White policemen in America?  Did you hear that the White dude who slaughtered nine Black worshippers in a Bible study in Charleston in 2015 was asked if he was hungry when they arrested him, and the policemen went to Burger King to get him dinner?  Now contrast that with twelve-year-old Tamar Rice in Cleveland—gunned down by police within twenty seconds upon their arrival on the scene for playing with a toy gun in the playground.  Can you imagine where we’d be today if the Po-Po had asked Tamar Rice if he was hungry?  Tamar would be alive, and I wouldn’t be scared shitless for the life of my grandson.  I’m one phone call away from pleading with his mother to keep our grandson locked in the house until he’s twenty-one, and then sending him to live in the Caribbean as a young man.  So I ask again, oh great one:  will Black lives ever matter in America other than as chattel of old or a prison workforce in 2016—our modern day slavery?

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Used by permission: Milt Priggee, www.miltpriggee.com

Grandson advice Bill Day Cagle Cartoons

Used by permission: Bill Day, Cagle Cartoons

TAOGWW:  “Probably not.”

ME:  “What do you mean, probably not?”

TAOGWW:  “Time will tell.”

ME:  “This is pathetic.  (At this rate, it doesn’t look like you’re going to be knocking boots with me anytime soon, if you don’t start answering my questions, Buddy.)  Let’s try another one.  Bill Cosby just got charged with sexual assault after fifty women accused him throughout 2015 about his nasty-ass behavior against them.  Will he finally get convicted and go to jail in 2016?

TAOGWW:  “Probably not.”

ME:  “What do you mean, probably not?”

TAOGWW:  “Time will tell.”

ME:  “What kind of fortune teller are you?  You aren’t telling me what I want to hear—you aren’t telling me anything!”

TAOGWW:  “I’m telling you what you’ll be wasting your money on if you actually go to a fortune teller.  I’m telling you that if O.J. got away with killing his wife and her friend, I don’t hold out much hope that Cosby will be convicted.  He’s rich and he’s famous—need I say more?”

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Used by permission: David Fitzsimmons, The Arizona Star/Cagle Cartoons

ME:  “Stop it!  You’re not taking this seriously.  One more question, and you better get it right or my “honey-pot” goes on lock down.  Will Donald Trump be our next president in 2016?  You know this is one of my biggest fears.  If this happens, we’re going to have to move to Canada and take our grandson with us.”

TAOGWW:  “Probably not . . . only time will tell—specifically the morning of November 5th.”

ME:  “AUUUUUUGH!”

Trump as President John Darkow Columbia Daily Tribune Missouri

Used by permission:  John Darkow, Columbia Daily-Tribune, Missouri/Cagle Cartoons

TAOGWW:  “You’re getting the answers you’re getting because the answers lie within us as citizens and human beings—not in a crystal ball.  I tell you what, instead of spending your hard-earned money on fortune tellers who don’t know squat, how about donating some of your time and energy getting people to the polls in November to vote (especially the young and the poor), keep using your voice to unclog the ears of our cell phone, reality show addicted populace to care about more than the immediate tweet, message, or selfie, and keep sounding the alarm along with all good people across social media that things are rotten in some of our police departments and across much of our country.   In time things will change.  How’s that for fortune telling?

“So . . . do I get my payment in installments or one lump sum?”

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Cartoon used by permission:  Osama Hajjaj, Jordan/Cagle Cartoons

ELEANOR’S “SELAH” (AHA) MOMENTS ABOUT 2016

I am discovering that if we don’t wake up as Americans and make some serious resolutions about how we think, what we think, and who we let influence our thinking, 2016 is going to make 2015 look like 1933 all over again—when Hitler became chancellor of Germany and a twelve-year reign of terror began.  May 2016 be the year my fellow Americans wake up and push back the tides of darkness:  politically, racially, spiritually, and educationally.  Come on, my brothers and sisters:  we can do this!  And if we do, we won’t need a fortune teller to tell us the outcome—it will be obvious, and our nation will truly be great again!

New Year's Resolution I John Darko, Columbia Daily Tribune Missouri

Cartoon used by permission: John Darko, Columbia Daily-Tribune, Missouri/Cagle Cartoons

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MEDITATIVE QUOTES ABOUT THE NEW YEAR

 “Be at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every New Year find you a better man.”—Benjamin Franklin

“Let our New Year’s resolution be this: we will be there for one another as fellow members of humanity, in the finest sense of the word.”—Goran Persson

“Ring out the false, ring in the true.”—Alfred Lord Tennyson

“My New Year’s Resolution List usually starts with the desire to lose between ten and three thousand pounds.”—Nia Vardalos

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REFERENCES

http://www.thedailybeast.com/articles/2015/12/30/the-brave-woman-and-unlikely-heroes-who-brought-down-bill-cosby.html

http://www.snopes.com/2015/06/22/dylann-roof-burger-king/

https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/how-donald-trump-is-destroying-the-republican-party/2015/12/28/747668f6-ad9e-11e5-9ab0-884d1cc4b33e_story.html?hpid=hp_no-name_opinion-card-b%3Ahomepage%2Fstory

https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/a-conservative-party-jeopardized-by-trump/2015/12/23/3335339c-a8e2-11e5-8058-480b572b4aae_story.html

http://www.cnn.com/2015/12/30/us/affluenza-teen-ethan-couch-detained-in-mexico/index.html

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/nora-dunn/tamir-rice-and-the-nation_b_8891018.html

http://www.cnn.com/2015/12/28/us/tamir-rice-shooting/

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The Odyssey Continues

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Do you know what I’ve discovered?   My time is almost up and my odyssey is drawing to an end.  I mean I don’t plan on dying tomorrow (although you never know), but I’m not nineteen anymore and given the slide rule of life, I’m a lot closer to the end than I ever was before.   People just a little bit older than I am are dying all around me in my personal life, and at least 50 celebrities that entertained me most of my life (Soul Train’s Don Cornelius, Nora Ephron, Donna Summers, Dick Clark, Ray Bradbury, Marvin Hamlisch, Maurice Sendak, and Robin Gibb of the Bee Gees just to name a few) bit the dust in 2012.  I did the math and the average age-span of all those who died this year were just eight to ten years older than I am.   Jesus, Mary, Mother of God—where did the time go?  Just yesterday “we were young” and setting the world on fire.   Well, at least they set the world on fire—I’m still striking the match.

That is why I’ve been begging God for one more chapter in my life. I don’t mind dying; I just want to end my life better than it began.   I must sound like a broken record in his ear:  “please, please, please don’t let me die yet until I’ve had one final chapter of me leaving my mark as a writer and a storyteller.”   Imagine my surprise when God answered.

GOD:     Okay, Kiddo, I’ve heard your prayers.  As of March 1, 2013 you’re losing your job.

ME:        What the___________ (oops, sorry).   I didn’t ask to become unemployed, God!   Perhaps you misunderstood me.  I asked for another chapter in my life—preferably one that is interesting and not pathetic.  You know how much I love bling and travel and food.  I need to keep the Benjamins flowing to keep my game on—thus I need to keep my job.

GOD:     You’re not becoming unemployed, so to speak; I’m just closing a door to this particular employment chapter.

ME:        And opening a window, I hope, with money trees outside that window?

GOD:     Nice cliché, Cherie, but no—I’m just closing a door so that you have enough hours in the day to pursue your next chapter in life.   How you get out of the room you’re currently in is up to you.

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ME:        Wait a minute!  This is not what I want to hear.  Are you sure you’re God?  Or are you the one who told, Bachmann, Romney, Gingrich, Santorum, Perry, and Cain to run for President of the United States in 2012 to save our country for the “real Americans?”   Remember them?   (You don’t?  Well, neither do most of us!)  Because if you are the same voice they heard, I think you must be Satan, and I may be in a world of hurt.

GOD:     Yes, I’m the same God, but that clown car only heard the first half of what I had to say.  They didn’t stick around long enough to hear the part that said they weren’t going to win.  They mixed up my voice with Charlie Sheen’s triumphalism battlecry of “WINNING!”  There are a lot of chapters in life that have multiple lessons that are needed to complete the book of life of every human, and not all of them hit the “mother lode”  or the jackpot as you humans like to boast about which is really code for “money, power, or fame.”  Sometimes roads are meant to be traveled just for the journey and the character development.  I think my boy, Sheen, finally got that message in 2012.  At least I hope he did, for his sake.

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ME:        Well, I would like to make a living from my next adventure.    What’s wrong with that?  I think my voice of love and tolerance is something the world needs (a born-again Christian with a sense of humor who isn’t nuts and doesn’t have a rod up her ass, who isn’t a bigot, isn’t homophobic, and who isn’t against science and the reality of global warming, to name a few of the items that have turned so much of your Church into a laughingstock).  Couldn’t you use someone like me and pay me as well?

GOD:     No guarantees, Chica.  You’ll just have to walk this road and see where it leads you.  If you extrapolate that you’ll become rich and famous from your journey, you’ll be as bad as the political clown car of 2012 that you judge so ruthlessly.    As for your motivation, I’ll leave you with a quote from one of my favorite peeps up here in Heaven (Sparrowrose Howard Thurman) who was Martin Luther King’s favorite theologian:

 “Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. Because what the world needs are people who have come alive.”

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I am discovering that I have had many chapters before this final chapter in life that is being dictated by my age.  I’ve been the poor black kid in the ghetto who “came alive” through the love of reading and education, I’ve been the affirmative action kid who went to college on a full scholarship who helped integrate an all-white school and worked my ass off in the process because I found my calling, I’ve been half of an interracial marriage of 34 years that is so full of love I pinch myself on a daily basis, I’ve been the mother of two amazing women and now the grandmother of a truly delightful grandson, and I’ve traveled a great deal of the world that I once thought I’d only experience through books.   Writing, acting, storytelling, motivational speaking—giving hope to a world that desperately needs encouragement in the midst of all the terror that assails us—that is what makes me come alive!   2013—here I come!

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 “Sometimes your only available transportation is a leap of faith.”—Margaret Shepard

(image from lawlogix.com)

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“Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.”—Ashley Smith

“Take up one idea. Make that one idea your life – think of it, dream of it, and live on that idea. Let the brain, muscles, nerves, every part of your body, be full of that idea, and just leave every other idea alone. This is the way to success; that is the way great spiritual giants are produced.”— Swami Vivekananda

“Carpe diem! Rejoice while you are alive; enjoy the day; live life to the fullest; make the most of what you have. It is later than you think.”—Horace

“The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.”—Walter Bagehot

“”When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one that has opened for us.”—Alexander Graham Bell

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DEAR READER:

      “This is my (2013) wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life.”Anonymous

HAPPY NEW YEAR—FROM ET, WW, AND OUR DELICIOUS BROOD!

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