Down Time

I think I need some down time. Too many trips to AAA, smog test places, doctors and I still haven’t gotten to the knitting store.

Howard’s car needs fixing, so he will be without a car next week. We still have one more doctor appointment on Monday, Tuesday is his birthday and Wednesday he has physical therapy. Our days are filled. And we see the kids at least 4 times a week, sometimes more. Howard asked if I was on overload in seeing the kids, and I said I love it.

We still have to renew our licenses and take a driving test. I have been driving for 62 years, never had a ticket or accident, and am still nervous about taking a test. (any test actually)

But my grateful list grows and that is a wonderful thing in this day and age

I read about someone keeping an inspiration journal. and the funny thing is that I started something that I called my Bits & Pieces file. I keep quotes, bits and pieces of dialog I like, people I like, poems, anything that holds my attention and makes me stop and think.

Anne Frank said: “I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things that lie buried in my heart.”

And Anne Frank was only a child when she wrote that.

Another quote that chills me every time I hear it or think about it, or see it in my Bits & Pieces file is from Golda Meier.

“We can forgive the Arabs for killing our children. We cannot forgive them for forcing us to kill their children. We will only have peace with the Arabs when they love their children more than they hate us.”

Does that not make you think?

Come back tomorrow and I will share more of my Bits & Pieces with you.

Keep love an kisses in your life.

Support caregivers. Adopt A Caregiver and tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Anne Frank Said

Anne Frank said, “I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things that lie buried in my heart.”

Wow, when I was her age, I thought maybe I’d like to be a writer, but who was I to dream that big? No teacher, no parent ever encouraged me, or asked me what I wanted. I was just goody two shoes.

Twenty years ago, while living in New York, a friend of a friend called me and said she would like to see our kissing art collection. I said okay. When she left she said that a book was bubbling in my heart and I should get it out on paper.

Boy, was that food for thought. I had a computer and around Thanksgiving time I thought about writing. I fooled with it, but didn’t know the craft or how to construct the story.

It wasn’t until we moved to California in 1990 that I decided for real that I wanted to learn how to write. So I joined the Orange County Romance Writers Of America and I tried to learn.  I admit it came hard to me, but I had several friends who helped me, and I am still in touch with two of them.

When we moved to Las Vegas, I started Sun City Anthem Authors in February, 2000. That was the best thing that happened to me. I blossomed, I learned and I found that writing from the heart is the only way I can write.

Behind The Mask, my secret journal written when my husband was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s Disease in 1993 was published this year. You see, in 2000, they changed his diagnosis, and I finally showed him my journal which no one had ever seen. He said to publish it, it might help someone else.

I think this was the most Bershert (‘meant to be) thing that ever happened in my life. Because what lies buried in my heart is all the caregivers going through their grief. I started a new journey, Adopt A Caregiver, and this year I will devote my passion, and my vision to making my dream of wiping away some of the caregivers tears, a reality.

With a little bit of help, I can do it. Give the gift that lasts forever and costs nothing. Adopt A Caregiver and tell them your friend Helene sent you.

Keep love and kisses in your life. Helene