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!

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!

Happy Mother’s Day 2018

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A gift from my children!

Greetings Friends and Family!

Lady G is happily relaxing on this lovely Mother’s Day!

My children surprised me with flowers, candy and brunch!

I also got a fitbit to help me get in shape!

Smile!

No doubt, I am so blessed.

BUT…

I can’t help missing my own mother.

There are so many of us who know that destination all too well.

Alas…it is a place in which we cannot dwell…

Life demands that we move forward and continue to grow; being fully present for our own children and for those whom we love and who love us.

Right HERE…

Right NOW!

Anyway, I pray that you all are doing well and that you are celebrating the mothers in your life… or that you are celebrating your own motherhood!

I miss you guys!

Love and light to you all!

Have a magnificent day and week 🙂

Please drop by and say hello!

2018 Mother's Day Brunch
Brunch prepared by Lady J and Rod 😘

That plate was clean about 5 minutes after this shot was taken…hence the fitbit! LOL!!!

 

We Wear It Well

At last…the final entry in my Valentine’s poetry remix series…
“We Wear It Well”
Written by a brilliant poet who gives us all things magical and celestial. She is Kim, InfiniteZip, and like Chevvy and Marie, she is another one of my sisters.

Recitation by LadyG


Happy Valentine’s Day! 💞

Peace, Love and Patchouli

Life savored,
samples of bliss on pretty dishes
elements of the universe served
one of each for you and me.
We gather in our tribes
celebrating the beautiful days
the crumbs of happiness caught on lips
smiling with full mouths
of joy.
These dreams we carry with us
packed up and set within invisible cases
slung over the shoulder and peered at
while waiting for the light to change,
green we move forward
creeping and taking time to just inhale
the feelings of our being.
Flowers in a vase and champagne taste on tongue
a fine chocolate and a held hand,
the finer shades of bliss
we swim in the depths
below a setting sun,
blowing our seeds of laughter and joy
on the wind carried
into tomorrow.

Having an amazing day. I accepted the job offer for which I blissfully applied, and for a moment, savoring in the joy of…

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Responsibility

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As I mentioned in this blog’s birthday post, I’ve been in introspection mode.

Hence, my inactivity on WP.

As a matter of fact, I’ve been involved in some form of deep study, meditation, prayer and contemplation ever since this blog’s inception.

Trust me, there has always been something deeper lurking beneath my tomfoolery!

And I mean ALL. OF. IT! 

LOL!!!

Anyway…

I’ve spent a great deal of time reading works that span generations, distance and culture. In essence, I wanted to cull and synthesize enlightened concepts from a very broad perspective.

And you know what?

There were several common truths that absolutely permeated seemingly divergent schools of thought.

Ah…but there was one truth, other than love, that continued to leap all the way up into my frontal cortex!

And it was RESPONSIBILITY!

Anticlimactic?

I get it, but follow me now…

What I have learned is that each one of us is personally responsible for our own lives.

PERIOD.

Don’t get me wrong, I understand the temptation to dwell on all of the ways in which others have mistreated or abused us…I’ve had my share of both.

But in the end…

It is our responsibility to do whatever we need to do to take our lives into the direction of our choosing.

And to that end, I have been having some great discussions with my closest friends and family about how that might look in our own lives–regardless to the actions or inactions of mother, father, sister, brother, son, daughter, husband, wife, uncle, aunt, cousin, neice, nephew….society and so on.

I think one of my mama’s closest friends said it best…

“Gwin, don’t trust nobody with YOUR life!”

Though she said those words to me many years ago, they now ring with a resonant tone.

And so…

I’d like to share a video with you that was sent to me by one of my best friends, Sandra.  She and I had been talking about this topic for a long time, so she was knocked off her feet when she stumbled upon this:

 

Watch the video before it gets pulled!  LOL!

Here’s the link just in case!

Either way…

Let’s discuss.

Love and light to you all!

LadyG 💋

I Sing and Dance!

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My Son:  “Mom…please…please…please…you gotta stop…you’re embarrassing us!”

Me:  “I don’t care what these people think about me…I gotta get my happy however I can!”

I can’t tell you how many times my son and daughter have decidedly hidden from me in the midst of grocery shopping.

They simply CANNOT  with me and my impromptu performances!

That said, I must come clean and confess that I am that lady who dances and sings up and down every aisle at Publix…and sometimes Kroger.

Supermarket sound systems…I love ’em!

Yep! That was me you saw twirling past the tomatoes and rocking by the waffles.

And you know what?

I DON’T give a hoot!

I’m gonna sing and dance until I die!

Why?

You see, it all started long ago…

I always wanted to be a ballerina or perform modern dance.

Alas…there were no funds for such!

To put it bluntly, Mama and Daddy didn’t have the money for lessons.

Further, they lacked any appreciation for that realm of the arts.

And so…

I made believe and danced my little dance…

And I did it everywhere…

All the time!

Dancing and singing all the way through life.

Even into motherhood…much to the chagrin of my children!

Oh, but not to worry, they’ve grown accustomed.

They’ve learned to let me be.

Because if they try to shut me up I’ll only sing louder and dance harder!

And there…right there in the produce section… I find happiness with two of my favorite people!

🙂 🙂 🙂

I danced with both of my babies at home and all over the stores to this song!

 

Still dancing to this one!

 

I play this whenever I’m about to take a flight!  Go Rod!

 

For my son!  I wish him a safe flight into the sunset— headed to Seattle and Portland!

I love you man!  Have a blast! See ya when you get back home 💋

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Love and light to you all!

Enjoy your week!

LadyG

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Happy Birthday America!

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Pledge of Allegiance

I pledge allegiance to the Flag of the United States of America, and to the Republic for which it stands, one Nation under GOD, indivisible, with LIBERTY and JUSTICE for ALL.

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Excerpt from The Declaration of Independence

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness…”

 

 

Enjoy your holiday my American friends  🙂

Love and light to us, and to our friends all over the world!

Lady G 😘 💋

 

 

 

 

 

I’m Good!

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It’s been a couple of weeks since I last pecked out a post on the old typewriter 🙂

And no, I have not lost interest in blogging…

I’ve just been busy with life stuff.

No worries though, it’s been mostly sunny with a few scattered showers but that’s to be expected right?

I plan to pick back up with new posts some time in mid to late May.

Meanwhile, I’ll be trolling your blogs—in a good way! 🤣

A special thanks to those who reached out via e-mail!

I appreciate that very much.

By the way, if you are interested, you can always poke around on my Instagram page to see what I’m up to.

I’ll be ‘seeing’ you guys soon 🙂

Love and light to you all!

Lady G 😘💋

 

The Flowering Vine: Stardate, 1981

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The sun has one kind of glory, while the moon and stars each have another kind. And even the stars differ from each other in their glory- 1 Corinthians 15:41 (NLT)

 

Today was a beautiful day!

A celebration of our 50th Wedding Anniversary, and all of our children and their children converged from everywhere to spend this occasion with us.

Of course, we missed the older boys who have all grown up and moved forward on their separate journeys.

Ronnie and Eric are in the military and Angelo is teaching out of state.

We know they would have been here if they could have.

But isn’t that what the whole thing is about?

You have your babies, hope and pray over them, raise them and give them wings to fly.

Bittersweet–that’s exactly what it is.

But we wouldn’t have it any other way.

We’ve been blessed and we know it.

All of our children are healthy and have gone on to do great things.

And when we look at the grandchildren we see bits and pieces of Ma Lula, Ma Allie, Ma Hallie, Pa Babe, Alberta, Aunt Elvy and, believe it or not, those Hatfields.

Quite naturally, they favor one another physically– but their individual glory differs just like the stars that sparkle and glimmer at night.

All in all, despite the hard times and hurt feelings, we did it!

We did exactly what God wanted and His grace has been our strength to see it through.

And now…

We rest.

“Good night Leroy.”

“Good night Annie.”

 

And thus ended the series…but not the story.  Both Ron and I will continue to weave tales about our family between the two blogs.

Thank you so much for all of your support and for reading “The Flowering Vine.”

Love and light to you all!

Lady G

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