Re-post---- Where has the human touch gone?

Where is our humanity?

In this day and age, we are forgetting how to speak/communicate. To many gadgets and gizmos bombarding our world. Now not to say they are not welcomed in our world, shoot they are much needed in our society today.  It is amazing to just click on a button and be able to communicate with anyone in the world with the same capability.  

With the same tone, though, we lose those moments when you and your friends gather together for a night of fun and talk, nothing nefarious but gather round just for talk.   We are finding that our writing skills are going away with the coo coo bird, where every keystroke is the new way of penmanship. Really?  I wonder how many of our kids or us will even know how to write in the next few years.. We have let technology take control and forgotten the art of being human.  Gone are the days of friendship and family time as we know it to be (those born before 1988 would know this) 

Why can we not take back being human vs tech or mechanical. The art of  telling a story sitting by a campfire without a phone attached to your ear. Oh, not to chastise anyone else.. I am guilty, I have jumped on the tech band wagon, I use it for my business and its easier to write an email than to get writer's cramps with paper and pencil... But yet, I find myself reverting back to old way of doing things.. I love writing and honing my penmanship and let's face it anyone who has seen my handwriting these days would agree , hell I can't read what I have  written if I let it set for more than a day or two.  :)  Still the best way to network is by word of mouth, face to face...........online --- you don't know me from Adam, I could tell you what you want to hear but face to face; one gets a sense of that person whether you want to believe in what they are selling or not. 

When the lights go out, you are stuck... no internet and you are stuck, whether it be at work or shopping. Don't you just hate out shopping and ready to check out and the lights go out and you are standing there waiting for boot up time again.   I remember I was in the mall last week and they were telling me while at checkout , computers are slow today and I said to her, you know, technology is great but there is something to be said for the old days, if lights were out we could still use the carbon copy credit machines. She agreed, of course, she was a bit older than I, so she understood. 

Look I am not knocking all this wonderful way of life that we share today, it's just we lose our human touch of communication. Face to face most of us can't even carry on a decent conversation with the next person. That is a sad way to be.   Why not put down the electronics and play games with our kids or make dinner and make a memory.. You will never get those times back. 

Take back our Humanity... 


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Soul searching moment..

 I find as I get older, I do quite a bit of soul searching and look back over the things I have done in my past that might have hurt a few.....    

No, I was never a horrible person, yes, maybe played games where men were concerned (from time to time) my defense I was YDS-Young,Dumb,Stupid.... not that is an excuse, one should never play games when someone else may care...

I will tell you a story of one which I- over the years - have haunted me.. I met this guy when we were 18 and then again around 20.. I will not say his name, he knows who he is.... he was quite smitten with me and I wouldn't give him the time of day... We danced together all the time at TBirds and he called me constantly... I was flattered but not really interested in dating anyone, just having fun.. No and not that kind of fun, just hanging out with friends.. 

This guy was great to be around loved Sly Stallone and a great dancer too.. He made me laugh, always protective and never tried anything out of the way with me, up and up great guy. 

We were together a lot, dancing and talking and hanging out. Great times. He began to continually ask me out to which I would ignore..  Until one day, after I found that I was expecting a child and my baby's father left me because of some other factor.. this guy stepped up wanted to be a father and got down on one knee and asked me to marry him.... wouldn't take no for an answer and I said yes to get him up off the cold snow/ice... Comes next weekend, I was to meet up with him to make plans... I never showed.. stood this poor guy up.. He called me crying in his beer said he had given the ring to a waitress and that he was hurt beyond hurt.. He loved me so much but was so tired of me hurting him... "whatever" was my thing back then...   sad but true.

Forward 20 something years.. I have thought and agonized over this, because I did care about him, just realized too late how much...  And with me coming to grip with my eating disorder and making amends, I felt that I had to find this one guy... I started looking him up online with the phone directory.. found him and his wife, still in the same place... I picked up the phone many times and hung up thinking what would I say, what could I say, or would he even talk to me....    One evening, I picked up, dialed and did not hang up.... scared out of my wits, I heard a "hello".. and I stumbled with the hello back and said to her "is >>>> home?"  she said "yes, he is in the next room" and I told her, "I know this is a strange request, but I was a friend of his a long time ago and just wanted to say hello"..
She says "sure, what is the name".. I said "Bobbie"..    "hold on", she says and I could hear her in the next room telling him telephone and it's Bobbie... 

He came on and we said how long it's been and caught up to children and marriage and my divorce and what we were doing over the years.. and he was so happy to hear from me.. he told me that he had thought about me often and wandered how I was doing.. I replied .. this is partly the reason, I am calling.. "you know all those years ago and how you/we were and how awful I treated you..".. he said "yes" and I said to him.. "you were the one guy that had my back of all of them, you had my back, never asked questions, always by my side and you were always there".. "I just wanted to say, how sorry I am for treating you the way I did".. You of all didn't deserve what I did"..    not that it helps now, but I wanted to let you know... "How special you truly were to me"..   He said that he didn't need an apology that it was what it was back then and I was special to him as well..    The tears stream down and he said to me "you have been thinking about what you did all those years ago and it was hurting you?"  "That I would never hang over you, you were a good person and a good mom and I just wish things had been different..".. 

We talked for a long long time and he said to me , We need to get together again with the gang... My boys/guys, I used to call them and catch up... I told him thank you but no, and to calling him again no...  I would not want to upset his wife for anything, they have a great life and an old flame coming in with long ago memories would make her feel uncomfortable...    He understood and we left it as Thank you....   and you will always hold something special in my heart..    

Now, this is a story (embarrassing as it is) of me growing up and finding someone very special in a time of confusion and how I /we all can go in another direction because of our needs/wants  and just plain selfishness..  Me, calling """""  and talking to him helped immensely.. now, does this make me a better person??  I don't know..........  but it shows that if you truly want to make amends for something wrong you had done, one can make it right if they have a  conscious...  Our Conscious can keep us in check, be our truth seeker and be our gauge...    At times, one thinks of if some people have a conscious-at all... We do, just some choose to ignore and I could no longer ignore how my actions hurt someone so dear to me.

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Re-post of R for Run..

Here is another A-ha moment of mine or Did I just do that??  

I, as do many people, have many things going through their minds during the day. Right? Of just me? 

Oh well, me and my mind are all over the place. One moment, I am in Ireland feeling on top of the world the next minute, I see myself pilfering through the racks at a department store.   Okay, as usual getting of track here.   

Most often than not; when i get into my car. I put my car in R for Run... yes, she does, folks. This little red-head is a deep rooted blonde (no offense to blondes). I am just laughing at myself. Thank goodness nothing or no one has ever been behind me, YET.  

One day, I was out in a parking lot and again no one behind me and I was talking with someone that was with me. We get into the car and I start her up and yes, you guessed it...... R she went... Needless to say the person with me looks at me with "Really??!!" and all I could do was look with only the look I can give and say.. "Did I just Do That?"        "Only you" this person says  with a great big laugh and I have great ability to change the subject.. Which I did...   

In my defense.. that letter should be B for "Back up" ... 

FYI::::   I am a pretty good driver... 


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What causes Neck Pain?----How to help

Did you know that neck pain can start from simply sleeping wrong to most serious of spinal/disk issues? Did you know that from the pain in your neck it can radiate to your shoulder, arm and hand?

I have given a website for you to see in detail the cause and effect as well as symptoms and how massage and exercises can help alleviate your stiff/sore neck. issues.







http://fitness.mercola.com/sites/fitness/archive/2014/03/28/massage-therapy-neck-pain.aspx

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Why get a Massage?

I hear all the time of people wanting to know why and how a massage would help them. Many reasons why you should get a massage--improve your overall health for one thing and it makes you feel good.  Everyone should get one. 

I am posting a site from +ABMP to show you the benefits of massage. 

 http://www.massagetherapy.com/learnmore/benefits.php



I do this for a living and I can tell you, firsthand, a client walking out is not the same shape as they were when they came in.  The once shoulder pain is now ceasing, bent over posture; now upright position and once a tensed, knotted body becomes a relaxed soul.  

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Lighten Up----- Geezzz

This post had a great number of responses and I am compelled to re-post. It hit home with quite a few. 

One of many of my pet peeves is people seeming to have a permanent corn cob up their butts.. Come on lighten up..........  Life is too damn short to always be the gloomy gus or calling people out all the time. 

What makes our world so great is our diversity. We are the most powerful creatures on earth and as our creator put us here, he can take us out. I mean that in a good way not to be hateful as I see some of the post on face book to be.. just because we have different views on things doesn't make us anything but what we are different and unique. If God wanted us all to look and think alike; he would have made us with one brain and all the same color but he is loving and kind and knowing the diversity it would be great for all of us to learn..... CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?   learn from one another and grow.. Listen, I have learned a great deal from those that I found at opposition most of my life.. especially on religion........   I have friends that are Atheist and Jehovah Witness.. It may not be what I believe but it's theirs and by my talking doesn't sway them to what I feel, I respect them as a friend/person as they do me and we move on with our day. We are all people and unless we are at harm to someone...we have that right to say what we feel..... 


Where is our ability to debate........to agree to disagree?  Where is that old adage shake hands go to your perspective corners and come out fighting.. May the best man win... Those times are leaving us.....
Why do we allow these that make these remarks to remain our friends.........  especially if they are very abusive in their tones.........   ??   NOT anymore.. Life is too short to try and be friends with someone that tells you what they think you should wear, say or be...  

Sorry, for the rant this morning but when I see how someone is just making a funny quote and then someone comes underneath with a snide remark.......ticks me off.......   it has happened to me and believe me that friend is not a friend anymore.. :)

Lighten UP.........   Not saying that all things are to be funny or happy all the time but come on respect those that have the right to say what they feel.. If you do not like it......  don't press the like button and move on........  Life is way to short for always wanting a fight........  Remove that knobby cob and inhale .. you might find it a bit more pleasant.  

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Once bitten (Sandy)

If you notice that as I write my blogs, many of them, I poke fun at myself and all the fun or funny little things I can or my friends and I can get into. 

My ex-husband calls me "Lucy" and my mother called me "Grace".. go figure.. but again, if the shoe fits and I can tell you from first hand, I can wear that shoe like a glove.  

When my sister and I were younger, she(my sister) had a pony and her name was Sandy. We loved that pony, she was like a member of the family than a barnyard critter. Sandy would never stay in her fence but would mind you, instead, be tied out on a rope in the yard and would stay all day roaming around the yard as long as the rope would reach. She loved to come into the living room and sit in front of the television and eat an apple. She loved the little banty roosters to come and sit on her back, she would stand there as still as a statue as long as they were sitting on her back.  It was fun to watch. 

On day my sister and I were arguing about who was going to feed her that day. Arguing came to push and shoving and right by Sandy. She would shuffle around a little more as our shoves became less playful. As Sandy became wedged in between us and the tree, she had found she had had enough of this game. Sandy polite as she could be, reached around and took a nip out of my behind. I yelled out a hallowing screech and dropped to my knees in pain, mind you. My sister asked what happened and I replied in a gasping voice.. "Sandy bit me" and as we looked up at the pony,she turned her head as if she were to say, "Who me?"..... 

The tale get it Tale of this little story is.... never stand to close to the head area of a riled up pony. It might come around and bite you in the Tail... 

Thank you......