Tag: Children

Home Again

Home Again

I am Home again, and while catching up on some communications I received a ‘pingback’ from another blogsite called “Beyond The Baby Book“. For those that don’t know a pingback is a notification that someone else has posted a link back to your website or blog on their site. In this case it happened to be a previous post of mine for a Photo Challenge of “Home”. The post is below:
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Home is Where the Hearth Is
Home….., home is where the hearth is. That’s my take on a popular quote:

Home is Where the Heart Is – Pliny the Elder
Now I honestly have no idea who Pliny the Elder is but I’m sure a quick search on Google or Wikipedia would answer that question. Home, is where you are most comfortable, perhaps the happiest. It can be in your own home or somewhere else with a loved one. It’s where you feel content, no false front required or desired. Hopefully home is with those you love most, your family, a wife, your children or your grandchildren.

Family, Loved Ones
Home, where the cares of the world ease, where you can be at peace and problems outside your world evaporate. It’s a place to care, and be cared for, to love and be loved. Home ….. is Home.

I also feel at home outside, in my yard. I can be in my garden or just sitting under the maple tree with a book, perhaps a beer or coffee at my side and thoughts of relaxation and calmness washing over me. Not a care, nor a concern, a oneness with life and nature ….. hold on, maybe that’s the beer talking. Better take it easy……

Holy Place
I call that place under the maple tree and surrounded by cedars my ‘Holy Place‘, and I look forward to visiting it again soon, when the spring sun comes and the warmth takes the snow away. It will be one of my outside homes.

Another area I like to call home is sitting on the deck. It’s a place to catch the morning rays of sun and perhaps the cool breezes as they wash over the space. I’ll likely hear the wind chimes playing their rich tones, like so many church bells tolling their virtues. I’ll be reading there too, or perhaps posting to the blog, or journaling my morning pages. I’ll feel the peace, the warmth of the sun and the calmness. I will be ok there, in any of those places I call home. I can recognize my fortune and acknowledge my gratitude. It’s good to be home.

Weekly Photo Challenge: A Day in My Life

Weekly Photo Challenge: A Day in My Life

It seemed to me if any day in my life might be interesting it would be a day with lots of activity. Easter fit that bill.

Starting on the Good Friday our company began arriving, with first on the scene being my daughter and her family. Soon after our niece, nephew, sisters and brothers in law, and various attached children came into attendance.

The Easter festivities began in earnest on Saturday with a family dinner but the photos here are from Sunday, when we had an Easter egg hunt with a wiener roast to follow.

Well, needless to say I think everyone had fun. At least I did, or what I can remember anyway.

Leave Your Legacy

Leave Your Legacy

An interpretation of Maslow's hierarchy of needs, represented as a pyramid with the more basic needs at the bottom
photo credit Wikipedia

Maslow’s hierarchy of needs theorizes there are a number of steps or stages to a person’s development.  Represented as a triangle you would start with the basics needs at the bottom and move to the more developed stages at the top.  For more info you can check out here.

Sometimes I believe I haven’t progressed much along that path. Oh I certainly have the basic Physiological needs met (food and water etc.). I have the
security and Safety needs met of body, both personal and family, so while my pension is small I seem to have enough to live on.  So far at least.  It’s level 3 that sometimes gives me pause, the Love/Belonging stage.

If you’ve read any of my previous posts, particularly some on my early retirement, you’d know I had (or have) some issues regarding my previous place of employ and the terms under which I left.  Those issues revolved primarily around my disappointment up to and including the time of my early retirement.  In part it was a disappointment or sadness that ended with my perception of the quick good-byes from my fellow employees, where it seemed to me they were just anxious to get it over with and get back to work.  It felt (almost) like my 38 years of service meant nothing.  Hurry, give Dwayne his cake, his retirement card, and a token “see you soon” and we can continue on with our day.  I was deeply hurt.

But I digress.  My point was that in that setting, my workplace, I had  at one point felt that they were my family, extended but family nonetheless.  That perception was quickly and effectively quashed.  I rapidly felt alone, without my “family”, cast adrift into the retirement sea with no history.  Probably one of the biggest components of my life, that of my job,  all of a sudden meant nothing.

I continue to work at resolving those emotions however, to get past the hurt.

During my tenure there I tried not to be one who lived to work, rather I worked to live.  The job was just a means to an end.  Sure I tried to enjoy it and connect with others but in the end it was just my job.  Perhaps that was one of the reasons my advancement felt limited, it may have been that my credo was more obvious than I thought and I wasn’t seen as a team player.  Who knows.  At any rate I tried to place the importance and emphasis in my life on things outside my job.  I tried to focus my energy and enjoyment on my home and my family.

In this, my family, I feel more blessed.  My wife often reminds me that the challenges I faced in my job, the tribulations in my career and the sacrifices I gave during my working life, weren’t for nothing.  The life tools and the basis for growth that we gave our children was worth so much more.  We provided more than a roof, and food on the table, we gave them the grounding and tools to build their own happy and fulfilling lives.

If there’s anything you should leave your children it’s a path, a means to follow in your footsteps.  Give them guidance and support, and copious amounts of love.  In that I hope I’ve succeeded.  In fact it’s been said to me a number of times, particularly by my nephew among others, “I want to raise my kids just like you did”.  We are held up as a positive example, as role models and mentors, as parents to emulate.

So perhaps I have passed part of level 3.  The friends I have may be few but I think they are true friends.  They love us and can be counted on in a time of need to support us.  I feel gratitude that I have the family I do, that our children have the love and caring in their lives, to grow and mature as healthy adults.  I can hope for no less while they raise their own children.

“Mothers tell your children ‘Be quick, you must be strong.
Life is full of wonder and love is never wrong.’
Remember how they taught you; how much of it was fear.
Refuse to hand it down: The legacy stops here.”
-Melissa Etheridge

Picture these Words

Picture these Words

A picture’s worth a thousand words, or so they say.  I try incorporate that axiom in my postings and where I personally find it effective I can only assume others do too.  Inserting a picture or two can compliment the word and provide some context.  Photography is a powerful medium, the use of it can be amazing.  Art in any form can be equally effective in capturing a moment, an idea, and often an emotion.

law bunch crazy photography write write write love writing I’ve often thought I should get back into photography, it was a passion 15 or more years ago, maybe 20 or 25 when I add it up.  My medium of choice was black and white, and film of course not digital.  It was where one could focus on the shapes, figures, and positioning rather than relying on colour.  My subjects were primarily my children, then only toddlers.

it was a means for me to express myself, a time well before my writing and blogging wasn’t even a concept as far as I know.  It was a way for me to chill and commune with nature or spend time with loved ones.  It was release and relaxation, awe and awesome, beauty and certainly beneficial.

I’ll have to get another camera, or perhaps do as others have done here and used only the camera in their phone.  That would add to the challenge and require me to put my thinking cap on so as to frame shots appropriately and capture the essence of the moment.

It could only help me, it would inspire me to be optimistic and think good thoughts.  It should bring me out of the darkness and into the light.  It will help me spell those thousand words.