Ms. Bear on Lessons of the Summer and a Fall…

Lessons of the SummerWell, here it is, friends!! As promised…Ms. Bear has returned to the blog in all her glory! Today, she shares her lessons of the summer and how a nasty fall on one of the first days of school put everything into perspective! As always, she’s bringing the wisdom once again and I always appreciate when she shares that wisdom with us! xoxo

It is so interesting to me that during the summer, I feel like I get more in touch with myself. That’s not always as pleasant as it sounds, however! LOL.

During the school year, life is just like a whirlwind — getting from one day to the next and enjoying the weekends in between. Time just flies by. But, during the summer, there is a bit more downtime. With this extra time comes a certain quietness to the days, even when I am still working summer school. There is time for leisurely lunches, plenty of time to go exercise at the Y, lots of staying up late and sleeping in…well, you get the picture.

However, this extra time also brings with it two challenges. The first is the fact that I really don’t have any hobbies besides exercising! That’s all well and good, but you can’t (and shouldn’t) exercise all the time! I used to be a voracious reader, but now I only read in the evenings. I also used to play my piano, but that has gone by the wayside with the fast pace of life, not to mention the temptation of checking things out online. I also used to spend hours at the public library, but, again, the allure of the computers always ropes me in! This is the first thing I need to work on before I retire! I need to get my hobbies back! I think I need some brand-spanking new hobbies to spice up my life a bit!

The second challenge downtime brings me is that it gives me time to think about Brian, which is a nice thing to do, but brings its own set of issues with it. During the summer, there is more time for me to notice other couples out together. Sometimes I just stop, as I think of what could have been. It also makes me think about what our lives would be like right now if Brian were still here. The most challenging thing this extra time brings is the flashbacks of Brian’s suicide, something I can push out of my mind when I am super busy during the school year. While the initial pain and shock are nowhere near what they were the first few years after his death, sometimes I am still brought to a standstill for a few minutes, as I continue the processing that I think will go on for the rest of my life.

Lessons of the SummerSo, in trying to tie both parts of the title of this post together, what does all this have to do with my recent fall??? I learned a very valuable lesson this month from my fall. A bit of catch-up for you: On August 13th, I was out in my yard, all happy and hyped up about coming home from one of the first days back to work. I went out into the yard to place my union yard sign (another story…) and the ground was so hard that I literally tripped right over the sign and landed ON MY HEAD, right on the sidewalk! You know how head wounds bleed, so I ran in the house, screaming for the girls. Janelle, the newly minted CNA, told me in no uncertain terms that I needed to go to the ER right then. Nine hours, 7 stitches, one CAT scan and a boatload of aggravation, dizziness and tears later, Janelle got me home. It’s been quite the recovery and has proven to me that if I don’t slow down, bad things are bound to happen. But, if I do slow down, then I have all the above issues to deal with. I’m sure you can see the irony in this.

So, indirectly, the Great Fall of 2018 has given me a not-so-gentle nudge from the universe telling me that it is my time to start thinking of some of the things I need to think about to prepare for this next phase of my life which will be coming up in a few years. Kind of a scary prospect for me, but I can see now that there are things in my life that I need to change. And, hard as it may be to slow down and make these changes, I think I’m ready for it. Time will tell and I will keep you posted!

Special thanks to Melissa for letting me spill all this out on the blog. It will certainly help to hold me accountable the next time I become totally complacent with my life and stop moving forward. Here’s to the future! Someday, I am going to have to retire and I want to be ready for the fun and sun — and hopefully some new hobbies!

[Thanks to Janelle for snapping the cute photo of Ms. Bear on the slide]

Life Lesson From Ms. Bear on How to Be Yourself

Life LessonSo! I witnessed a great life lesson from Ms. Bear last week that I just had to share with you all.

She had an interview to be on the library board. When I wished her good luck before she left, she replied, “I’ll just be myself!”

Wow, I thought to myself. In fact, those four words stuck with me for the next few days, rolling around in my head and, surprisingly, giving me quite a bit to think about. It was one of those moments where you walk away thinking, “You know, that is such a simple piece of advice!” And yet, how come it’s not something we typically think of right away?

Sometimes, I feel like we spend our entire lives running in the opposite direction — away from the happiness, away from the optimism, away from anything even remotely positive! We work so hard to be, well, hard on ourselves at every turn. We even treat it like an Olympic sport. Who can be the hardest on themselves? Who can win that gold medal? I often wonder what exactly we think we’re going to accomplish by doing this, you know?

And I’m totally guilty of this too — far more often than I actually care to admit! I tell myself things like…

*”Melissa, why don’t you get up earlier?”

*”Melissa, why don’t you send more writing pitches out?”

*”Melissa, why don’t you get that HUGE pile of magazines read already?”

See, it’s a never-ending cycle, isn’t it? So. Much. Self-sabotaging. So when I heard my mom’s positive refrain, it dawned on me: We should all live life with that kind of “YAY, ME” attitude!! We should grab onto it like a life-preserver and discard all that negativity. Because that negativity is what’s really weighing us down. And we don’t deserve to do that to ourselves. Ever.

Are you with me, friends?? How do you keep from being too hard on yourself? Do you catch yourself slipping back into old habit sometimes? Let’s encourage each other in the comments…what do you say?? xoxo

On Seeing Our Parents As Human

Seeing Our ParentsI’m realizing that at some point, we all see our parents through a lens we never anticipated. I’ve wanted to write about this for awhile — you know, how we all have that moment where we stop seeing our parents as superheroes and realize they’re human just like us. That metaphorical cape is suddenly gone, and we now see that our parents are just trying to do the very best they can in this life.

I suppose a little backstory is in order: For the last few weeks, Ms. Bear hasn’t been feeling like her go-go-go, speedy self. She’s felt overly tired, and, as Janelle and I noticed, her classic spark has disappeared. As you all know, this is very unusual, as Ms. Bear typically has far more energy than Janelle and I combined. Yes, you read that right. A woman in her early 60s can outpace two (young?) women in their 30s. It’s OK — we’ve learned to just accept it.

But back to Ms. Bear’s concerning symptoms. A blood test revealed that her thyroid numbers were out of whack. She struggled with her thyroid when she was in her 20s, shortly before she got married, and has been on medication ever since. Her numbers had been controlled and were holding steady — well, until now, that is.

After a few calls to her doctor and a trip to the pharmacy, she now has the magic elixir in her hands — a higher dose of her medicine — and she took the first dose this morning.

Hopefully, we’ll start to see Ms. Bear back to her old self really soon! Janelle and I are doing our best to take excellent care of her. We’ve been using a lot of words like “calm down,” “slow down” and “be gentle with yourself” because, for some odd reason, she seems to forget that. A LOT. Those words flow out of my mom’s mouth so easy when giving other people pep talks, but she seems incapable of taking her own advice. Weird, huh?

This whole experience, though, it’s made me just want to take care of Ms. Bear, you know? I suppose we all have that moment when we realize that, yes, we’re still our parents children, but we’re no longer “kids,” if that makes sense. We’re adults now, and maybe the time has come for us to be our own superheroes. Maybe our parents really are just human, and I’m not saying that like it’s a bad thing. Maybe our first glimpse of our parents as human is the first step in forging a deeper, more meaningful connection. Maybe it’s an invitation to have new types of conversations — a real chance to get to know each other in this new light.

Maybe, most importantly, it’s the beginning of something, not the end of something else.

I’m going to (try!) to have one of those meaningful conversations with Ms. Bear tonight. Will you join me and chat with your parent or parental figure in your life?? I’d love to hear what you’re talking about, if you feel comfortable sharing in the comments! xoxo

Family Photos: Ms. Bear Taking a Stroll Through the Woods

taking a stroll through the woods taking a stroll through the woodsWhoa, friends! It’s been a stressful couple of days for me! I’m still reeling from my experience and will be posting about it tomorrow, but do you know the person who helps get me through anything? My mom! And these photos of her taking a stroll through the woods on a summer day recently are really the perfect cure for any blues.

I don’t know how my mom does it, but she always knows exactly what to say to make me feel better. She’s like a walking motivational poster that instantly makes you feel better. She’s been through many dark times in her life, but she’s somehow managed to still see the world as a beautiful place. Her glass is still half full and that is incredibly refreshing! Sometimes I just want to soak up some of her positivity, radiance and light.

taking a stroll through the woods taking a stroll through the woodsWho is that person for you?? Who helps you see the light during those dark hours? After all, we all need someone like that, don’t we?

P.S. Ms. Bear Takes NYC…

[Thanks to Janelle for snapping these awesome pics!!]

Ms. Bear on Lessons Learned Through Oatmeal Cookies

Lessons Learned Through Oatmeal CookiesEditor’s Note: She’s baaaaack!!! By popular demand, actually! Over the years, my mom has gained a fan following of her own, so I asked her to guest post today about one of her recent escapades: Lessons learned through oatmeal cookies!! It’s a very delicious story, but I’ll let her tell it…

A summer day is as good a day as any to learn a lesson, isn’t it? Last Sunday was the day before I got out of school for the year, so I was feeling really great. Melissa suggested we make some oatmeal raisin cookies after I had bought one at the bakery and was raving about how soft and good it was. I was also complaining about paying 60 cents for one small cookie, so I figured this way I could have lots of cookies that wouldn’t cost anywhere near 60 cents a piece — I’m not cheap, really, just frugal! lol.

So, we set off to work. Now, I had looked up recipes on the Internet and specifically found one that said “soft” oatmeal cookies, as all my previous forays into the realm of oatmeal cookies had veered into the ever-crispy category, and I am not a fan of any crispy cookies! I followed that recipe to a “T” and the smell of cinnamon wafted through the house. I baked them for the least amount of time and even cooled them on my fancy cooling racks from Williams-Sonoma, a lovely gift from my niece Mona (I usually use aluminum foil..haha). Well, needless to say, they were not “soft” like the bakery cookies were.

Lessons Learned Through Oatmeal Cookies Lessons Learned Through Oatmeal CookiesBut, and here’s the lesson, they were still good! We had one every night this week and we all commented how good they were. So, I figure I learned a lesson here…sometimes you’ve got to be willing to accept something the way it is and you just might realize that, while it’s not what you expected, it is just as good in its own way.

Then, this past Saturday, on what would have been my 39th wedding anniversary, I was able to extrapolate this lesson to my life as it is now. It’s certainly not what I expected my life to be like today, but you know what? My life is still good, in its new way. I know Brian would be proud and happy to hear me say that. No tears shed on my anniversary, thanks to those small (and crispy!) oatmeal cookies!!

Lessons Learned Through Oatmeal CookiesSo, today, find something in your life that you may wish to change, accept it as it is, and see what happens. You may be surprised!