Lovely Obituaries Come From Well-Lived Lives

One of the hardest things that I ever had to do was write my Mother’s obituary.

Trust me, it wasn’t for lack of content.

No, it had more to do with the emotional turmoil that accompanied the act of writing parting words for my first love.

So, content was not the issue.

The fact is, Mama lived a wonderful life so there was plenty of verifiable substance to cover.

Knowing this, I proceeded to write about her longstanding role as “Universal Mother.”

Mama took care of everybody!

To her it didn’t matter if you were 9 or 59+, she made sure you had what you needed.

But, if you acted like a fool, she would cut you to the quick.

Mama didn’t play!

Excuse my digression. 😊

In my writings about Mama, I couldn’t help mentioning that she was hilarious!

I am a witness to the fact that serious people can actually be quite funny!

Most times unknowingly.

Mama was notorious for being a bit devilish- which is actually a term of endearment in the South.

For the uninitiated, “devilish,” means “playful” in a practical joke-ish kinda way.

In addition to that, I felt it was important to stress that Mama was fiercely protective of those she loved; and of ANYONE, strangers included, who had been abused or needed help.

No doubt, Mama was a calm shelter for those who needed it most–and I wrote about that too.

Some time later, at Mama’s Celebration Of Life, someone commented, “What a lovely obituary.”

Well….

Honestly, it was a lovely obituary because she had lived a loving life.

It was, indeed, a life well-lived.

So, the next time you partake in woeful fantasies about how you wish to be remembered after you’ve died, consider evaluating what you’ve done before and what you are doing right now.

How have you treated others?

Were you compassionate when it mattered most?

Who have you helped?

It’s easy to be kind to family, friends and people who meet silly prerequisites.

How about being kind to people that you don’t know particularly well, or who fall outside of your comfort zone?

If you find yourself missing the mark as it pertains to these questions, then, in the words of one of my oldest and dearest friends, govern yourself accordingly.

Today, you can create your own life well-lived.

PASS IT ON!

LadyG loves YOU!

Abundance: Why You Should Be Careful What You Ask For

This is NOT an early Thanksgiving post, but it should serve as a word of caution about constantly asking, affirming or praying for “abundance.”

Abundance is fine, but what about higher vibration states like “love” and “appreciation?”

Ah…but we are humans, so we generally can’t help becoming overly focused on the accumulation of material things.

Always wanting more…

and more…

and more.

Which ties nicely into our relentless quest for abundance.

Trust me when I tell you that it is a relentless quest, indeed.

Don’t believe me?

Go google the word “abundance” and see what happens.

Hell, I’ll do it for you.

Yeah so…….. 296,000,000 results!

Looks like a lot of people are talking about abundance because they know that a lot of people are interested in the topic.

But…

I would argue that many of us aren’t even capable of recognizing abundance.

In fact, there are people, especially in the United States, who are blindly swimming in abundance–totally unaware.

No shade, I’ve been guilty of diving into that lake myself.

Therein lies a major problem.

Check out this video to get my take on abundance…

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Patio Garden: Listen in as Daddy teaches me how!

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***Important Note: 

Daddy and I purchased the seeds for our patio garden back in late January/ Early February of this year. 

We had planned to get started with this project much sooner.

But, life happened, and one day in mid February, out of nowhere, Daddy collapsed and had to be rushed to the hospital. 

As a result, he spent some time in the ICU. 

But thank GOD, he was released ONE WEEK after his emergency admission date. 

God was with him the entire time!

He was truly blessed and so were we!

We thank every doctor, nurse, assistant and therapist involved in his care.

Special thanks to my son and daughter who were with him when he collapsed.  They took immediate—lifesaving action.

Remember, in an emergency, it is best to call 911 because they bring help; they are NOT just there for the ride! 

They can make ALL the difference between living and dying!

Thank you to those first responders (Paramedics, EMTs and Firemen ) who arrived on the scene to care for my Dad.

Also, special thanks to the anonymous witness who called 911 seconds before my daughter did!

That said, after spending several weeks in physical and occupational therapy, Daddy is now recovered.

No doubt, we lost some time starting our gardening project, but his well-being was much more important to me.

AND NOW……

Enjoy the post and the video!

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I think it was 2017 when I first revisited a recurring idea of setting up a patio garden.

Sadly, Covid-19 has recently come to town and highlighted, among other things, weaknesses in our food supply chain.

As a result, you can best believe that I am now moving this project to “on fire” status!

I’m dead serious!

Anyway, a critical piece to this garden project included having my daddy teach me how to set it up—mainly because that dude has a…

Mint

Jade

AND

Emerald

Green thumb mix!

His daddy taught him.

I’m a Georgia girl, so frankly, as far back as I can remember—and I am about 50 :), my dad, who is a native of Alabama, maintained a garden in our backyard.

He kept that practice up for years!

Later in life, maybe 15 years ago, he transitioned to apartment living, and continued gardening on a smaller scale.

Neighbors, who passed by his patio, would ask, “Hey man, how do you grow such beautiful greens?”

He’d just smile and offer some form of pleasant response and continue on with tending his “crops.”

And when the crops were ready to be harvested, mama made sure to cook them up just right!

Queen Diva Eva!

YAASSSS!

Now then,

Let me be frank, there is NO way in hell that my dad would consent to appearing on camera so I had to secretly record the action!

God knows if he reads this….that’s my ASS! 

Oops!  Did I say that?

Forgive me Daddy!

That said, I am going to post an audio of him supervising my steps toward establishing our little family garden along with a short video and some pictures.

Forever the conductor!

But he’s cool about it

Anyway…

Enough of my rambling.  Check out the video.

LadyG loves YOU!

*** WARNING:  This video contains strong Southern accents so may the peace of the Lord be with you if you are not used to it!  A bit of translation is included 🙂

Comment on your experience with gardening, or if you’d like to leave a tip!

Check out Daddy’s railroad stories by going to category: “True Railroad Stories.”

*See pictures of one of his gardens in the first post I did about his gardening here!

A Family Conversation: Ron Brown & LadyG Discuss Mama Warriors

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Don’t mess with a mother’s child!

It doesn’t matter WHO you are, WHERE you are, or, in this case, “WHEN” you are!

Today, Ron and I talk about my post, “Blackie,” which is a lighthearted true story that details my courageous young mother’s willingness to risk everything for her child in the newly integrated South.

“Blackie,” which was set in early 1970’s Georgia, is not hyperfocused on the perils that accompanied integration/segregation.

That’s a whole n’other story for a different post.

However, it does highlight the lengths that a mother will go in order to protect her child.

After listening to, or reading “Blackie,” you will learn that my mother was no play-thang.

She was a warrior!

A soldier, if you will.

Don’t believe me?

Check out what she did for my brother in Mama and the Balloon Man!

After you read it, you’ll be a believer about Queen Diva Eva!

But, back to the topic at hand….

Join Ron and I for parts 1,2, and 3.

***By the way, you can catch our first episode by clicking here.

Lady G Loves YOU!

Ep. 2 Part 1:  LadyG reads “Blackie”

Ep. 2 Part 2:  The Discussion Continues

Ep. 2 Part 3:  Parental Guidance is highly suggested

 

 

 

A Nice Chill Jam

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Now, I know y’all might be tired of “chillin,” but, hell, we really ain’t got no choice!

In other words, sit down and continue to STAY yo’ ass HOME!

Now…

In an effort to facilitate that dictate, I have decided to give you a little something to groove to whilst you chillax!

But before I do that, let me digress a little…

Friends, I am getting an urge to start blogging about music again.

I guess the nudge came after I was reading back over “My Jams,” which was a series that I posted on this blog in order to chronicle my favorite R&B songs for a span of about 30 years.

You can find those under the category “My Jams.”

Uh, but to be honest, I’m not really sure how the next series is going to look.

Should I pick up where I left off with that series?

Any thoughts?

I’m just muddling it over.

Meanwhile, getting back to my original plan…

Allow me to put something smooth on your mind.

Take a listen to this chill-ass old jam right here!  It’s called “She’s My Main Squeeze” by Gene Page.

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the strings.  I am going to try to embed the video, but on the off chance that you have any playback issues, you can link to it here.

***The video was posted by xhy20

 

Enjoy,

LadyG loves YOU!

***Many thanks to those who are working hard to look after our needs.  The least we can do is make it easier on them by staying home.  

RIP to those who have transitioned and may God continue to bless those who have recovered.

Encouragement for Uncertain Times

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Please allow these recordings to bring you a bit of peace and encouragement during these uncertain times.  Despite appearances, know that all is well.

Lady G LOVES YOU!

Phillippians 4:8

Prayer of Protection by James Dillet Freeman (Unity)

Psalm 23

 

Apologies for popping my “Ps” during the Prayer of Protection LOL!  The content is what matters most 🙂

Spam Is Pretty Good…

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And so are…

Powdered Doughnuts

Chocolate Covered Cashews

Pancakes

Mugs of Hot Chocolate

Bowls of Spaghetti…

And pretty much every damned thang else that I can get my freakin’ hands on!

My apologies for getting sidetracked…

Let me get back to the assertion made in the title of this post…

Y’all, I haven’t eaten Spam since I was 12!

Well this morning, I fried some up and ate it for breakfast for the first time in 38 years!

IT was GOOD as HELL!

My daughter, Lady J, who has NEVER had Spam in all of her 14 years, CONCURS!

Hawaii is definitely on to something!

What the hell have we been thinking?

But seriously, I am going to be 300 pounds if coronavirus doesn’t do me in first.

NOW…

Seeing as how I am very connected to the ethereal, I know what you guys are thinking…

Exercise much, LadyG?

I get it, hell my son is an Exercise Physiologist and Certified Personal Trainer—but I am simply not motivated!

Typically, I enjoy walking and jogging…

But not lately.

This whole thing has me glued to the TV waiting on the next scary newscast!

But…

I still have sense enough to be GRATEFUL that my family and I are still, so far, alive, well- fed, sheltered, and healthy.

May God bless those who are not.

Talk to me in comments while I make myself a sandwich.  LOL!!

LadyG love YOU!

****Don’t forget to visit:

GET US PPE to donate or procure PPE (Personal Protective Equipment)

 

Pandemic: The Winds of Change

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IMPORTANT: PLEASE SHARE!

If you have Personal Protective Equipment (PPE) that you need or would like to donate, please go to Get Us PPE where you can link to healthcare providers/organizations that NEED PPE or to individuals who would like to PROVIDE PPE.  

Thank You!  

Lady G

 

A couple of days ago, I posted a ramble on how the threat of Coronavirus has changed the way we do things.

Think about it!

We shop differently.

We are much more vigilant about hand hygiene and seemingly minor coughs and such.

Students who are used to being in a brick and mortar school are now learning online.

More folks are working from home.

We’re holding teleconferences instead of physical meetings and conferences.

People are “seeing” doctors and mental health professionals via telemedicine.

Funeral homes are conducting funeral services differently.

Businesses are forced to become creative in order to shift their products and services to accommodate “social distancing.”

Now, if you had asked me about “social distancing” back in January, I would have looked at you like you were a damned fool!

Funny how this pandemic has FUNDAMENTALLY changed everything about what we do on a daily basis.

So….Methinks the winds of change are upon us!

Or to use another metaphor, allow me to ask:

Now that the “GENIE” is up out of the bottle, will we ever be able to coax it back in?

Do we need to?

Geez…I’ll be honest, I think that some of these things needed to change….PERMANENTLY!

Now, for the downside, I will say that I don’t think that it is good for us to remain homebound for too long.

However, in the words of that great physician, and infectious disease expert,  Dr. Anthony Fauci, “…(T)he virus makes the timeline…”

No doubt, he was referring to the timeline required for most communities to remain at home in order to slow the spread of coronavirus.

Nevertheless, I can’t help thinking about a domestic violence expert, I can’t remember her name, (Google it) lamenting the fact that people who are abused by a family member are now forced to be in close quarters with their abuser for an extended amount of time.

Picture it! The abuser and abused cramped together – tormented by the specter of  long-term unemployment—minus cash. NOT GOOD!

At any rate, as I mentioned in my ramble, some of our societal structures needed a major re-working.

Frankly, I am encouraged by the rise in ingenuity and goodwill that we’ve recently witnessed.  We’re seeing everyday folks sewing  make-shift PPE for health professionals and there are so many more wonderful examples of celebrities donating money to those in need.

And…

Fewer cars on the road equals less pollution.

Oh, and what about crime?  Are we seeing any reductions there?

But then there are debates like “mitigation” vs “containment”

Clearly, a future full analysis of our actions will probably render a mixed bag of results.

What do you think?

Are we becoming too distant from one another?

Are we finding new ways to become closer?

What changes should remain permanent?

What would you like to see go back to the way it was before?

What are the inevitable long-term affects?

I’d love to get your take!

Hit me up in comments!

LadyG love YOU!

 

 

 

*Peace and love to all who have died.

 

 

 

 

Crisis, Opportunity, and Innovation

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Clearly, I ain’t got nothing but time.

That said, I’d much rather spend said time in a way that is inspiring and hopeful.

Frankly, I am getting heart-sick listening to grim statistics being flashed on top of needless political posturing.

I grieve for the sick and the dying.  Not to mention the ones who have made a painful and isolated transition.

I worry for my friends and family who are on the front lines of caring for the ill.

A change in perspective?

Yes!

It’s a MUST!

And so…

I’ve decided that I am NOW going to focus my attention on “the helpers.”

My apologies to Mr. Rogers for taking so long to do so.

To that end, I have been watching videos and reading articles about folks who are using their knowledge, skills and abilities to solve the problem of medical supply scarcity.

Baby, these folks are on the grind!  They are using their “know how” and ingenuity to design and create face masks, N95 respirators and even ventilators!

YES baby, they are from ALL OVER THE WORLD!

(Special shout out to Georgia Tech engineers as I am Georgia born and bred!)

Hats off to ALL the folks who are doing the damn thang and to the folks who produced this piece.

Check out this link:

LadyG love you!