On making dreams come true.

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I am closer and I am getting there.
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Friends make me rich

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Our lives is only as rich as the relationships we have with each other. If we have good relationships, our life feels a lot more fulfilling and abundant. It just feels that we have "more" if we get along with people around us --- from family, to friends, to acquaintances, or people in our community.

Good relationships are positive and authentic. It is real. It is honest. There is no pretending in good relationships. When someone in a relationship is pretending, the relationship becomes tainted and eventually breaks. To have a good relationship, authenticity must start from within. This means that you have to be true to yourself. Being true is listening to what your heart tells you or to the good that is inside you. I used to admire, or think, that being bitchy, is a strong personality. That thinking has changed. I believe that people who are always negative, or bitchy, those who are "acting tough" are just trying to protect themselves from being vulnerable. They do not want to get hurt and they believe that if they hurt others first, they are not going to be affected. If you feel that you are wearing this mask, you are not being authentic, you are not being true to yourself. Deep inside you have a good, kind heart.

“People are opportunities. The gift is in the interaction and the connection with another person, whether it lasts forever or not.” I cannot stress it enough how grateful I am for my family and friends. I am blessed to have met people who inspire me, who accept me and allow me to be my authentic self. Oh, I have friends who are such rare gems I could live forever and a day.



http://joshralls.blogspot.com/2010/12/friendship.html

Joys of Motherhood (Jesse celebrates being 3)

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Happy happy 3rd my dear Jesse. There is no other joy in the world like you.





In remembrance of the beloved departed souls

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It's the Halloween weekend. Here in North America, we are busy getting ready for Halloween, making last minute decision on what our costumes are going to be, taking advantage of the treats that are now on sale, decorating our houses with spooky items, some of us will be hosting a party, and there are those who are excited to play tricks on unsuspecting victims.

This weekend, in Christian traditions and belief, is All Soul's Day where we commemorate or remember our departed family members. In Philippines, All Soul's Day is observed than Halloween, specially in rural provinces where old Catholic traditions are much prominent. I remember going to my father's tombstone during All Soul's Day. We would stay up late in the graveyard, with family and friends to pray for my father. After that, we would feast and tell stories about ghosts, mysterious creepy supernatural sightings or experiences, and our memories of how life was when my Daddy was still alive.

I could not help but to miss my Daddy on All Soul's Day most especially that I am reminded that he died at the age of 48 in a car accident. It felt to me that he left me so soon and without even saying goodbye. I look at my three sons and I wish my Dad could see them, how my eldest son Janvier has his thick hair, how my second son Justin resembles his chinky eyes, and how my third son Jesse is so much like him who spends a lot of time looking in the mirror. I wish I could give him a hug.

When I was about 11 years old, I had a friend who had a weak heart. One afternoon, she came home from the hospital. My Dad told me, "Neng, your friend just arrived from the hospital. Go to her house and give her a visit. Play with her." I was excited to see her and so I ran to my friend's house which was just at the back of our house. I remember we played Jack Stones and I had to leave because it was dinner time. The next morning, at about 5 o'clock, I remember I was still so sleepy and my Daddy was waking me up. He said, "Wake up, Neng. Your friend died." I remember crying and running to her house to see her because I could not believe that she was dead. I was just playing with her the night before. There were lots of people at her house talking to each other that I sneaked in to the kitchen door and went to the living room but what it seemed was that I entered a morgue. There she was lying down. I could only see her feet behind the white curtain, and I saw two men, one standing by her head, one by her feet. I could not see what they were doing to her. I was so quiet they did not notice me watching. And then I saw her feet moved as I heard a loud thrusting sound. I got scared and left crying.

I was so scared that night. I told my Daddy how scared I was and I told him that if ever my friend would visit me, she should visit me in my dreams. But my friend never did. She was 14.

It was year 1989, when I had a dream about my grandparents, my Daddy's parents. First I saw my grandfather Felix, sitting on a chair in the front garden, I passed by him and I said, "Hello Lolo." He smiled. And then in my dream, I saw myself walking and then saw my grandmother Isabella, I stopped, and said, "Hi Lola!" Like my grandfather, my grandmother smiled at me too. And then still in my dream, I saw myself walking again, cheerily I was skipping too when all of a sudden, I realized, "Wait a minute, why am I saying hi and hello to them, weren't they dead already?" In my dream, I got so scared that I wanted to wake up so badly. I heard myself crying, and then felt my Daddy waking me up. Still so frightened and in tears, I told him about my dream. He hugged me and said, "Don't cry now. Your grandparents knew that we could not visit them this All Soul's Day so they instead came to visit us."

It will be 15 years now since my Daddy died. This All Soul's Day, I would not be able to go to his tombstone. I hope he knows that he is always remembered and loved, and that I do not mind for him, and my grandparents, to pay me a visit in my dreams.



Gossiping co-workers

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I don't understand how someone can be nice to a person when the other person is present, then talk behind the other person's back after, calling the other names. This is something that boggles my mind because obviously I do not do it. However, unfortunately, I do not think that I was not ever a victim of it. In fact, now that I am back in the workforce I know I would have to deal with it just because I have heard this person talk about this other person several times. In fact, in my third day of work, I already overheard this person talk about me, which did not bother me because the comments this person made was really about the conversation we had and I did not overhear any name calling. Yesterday, however, this person and I had another situation, where it was going so bad because during our conversation, both of us, oblivious to our tone, were both talking in high pitch. We resolved our issue, but I know for sure that this person already had talked about it, and probably called me some names, as soon as I left the office. And this is why, at 2:40 am, I am blogging, instead of sleeping.

Now how do I deal with this. First, let me tell you a story. When I was in elementary school, all of us students were trained to be polite and courteous to our teachers and the simplest way to show this is to greet them in the hallway saying, "Good morning Sir, or Ma'am". A good student such as I did that with no problems. However, one afternoon, in the Phys Ed class, this male teacher, made a remark about girls which I found very inappropriate. Although he was joking at that time, I found it very irresponsible of him. I lost my respect for him that very moment and never greeted him in the hallway. I graduated from that school and I have no recollection of ever talking to him since that class. Now that I think about this, I may have judged him too quickly but I do not know any better in grade five. Or maybe I did.

"If you have nothing good to say, don't say it," is one of the many words I live by, but if I do have to speak out, or say something, I just do not name names. Naming names to me is irrelevant in resolving an issue and it becomes personal. Or if the situation is something that I can just dust off my shoulder, I just shrug. And because this is my mentality, I feel uncomfortable when I hear people calling names and talk about other people behind their back and then when I see them the next morning, this person who does the name calling greets the oblivious co-worker in the hallway. If that person does that to the other, what makes me so special that this person will not do the same to me?

"Treat each other duly and with respect." How I dealt with the "sexual commenting teacher" in elementary is not applicable to this "name calling person" at work. I cannot avoid or ignore this person. That is just unprofessional and would cause more name calling. Notice that the word "duly" is separated but at the same time connected to the word "respect." Because if you look up the word "duly", it means "in accordance with what is required or appropriate," but also it is defined "as might be expected or predicted." Expected or predicted, cause and effect, name calling and then name calling. Hmmnn... there is a pattern here. I could make this person have a taste of his or her own medicine but is that appropriate? No. So let's think of something else. Because we know that this person calls other person names, what if I treat this person extra nicer the next day? And because I know I am authentically nice this would be easier for me to do rather than pretend to be a bitch and then fall apart after, so bitchy attitude is a no-no and is just bad for my skin, my heart and health. So that's one way, treat this "name calling person" appropriately. Respect is self explanatory and most of the time is what appropriate. We should always try our best to treat others with respect because each of us deserves it. No excuses. There is no need to be condescending, in our words and even in our thoughts of others. Each of us just want to be heard, including me, so I do thank you for your time listening to my thoughts.

I think I better go to bed now because I have to go to work in about four hours and I am on a mission. Sweet dreams to you and to me.

Just because I miss my friends

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Remember the time when summer vacation ends and then you get back to school, you feel so excited because you have missed your friends very much and then now that you are back at school, you will see them again? Remember how exciting that was? But what if you were the student who transferred from a different school and you knew no one, not even your new teacher? Have you been in that position? Do you remember how that felt?


I remember I was once a school transferee, I was in grade two, and I remember that I was approached by a girl. She was kind and pretty, and I remember she told me stories about her famous brother, and I remember she would invite me to her big house, and there by the beach, we would play. But then her family had to leave the town and they moved to another city far away, and that was the end of my memories of her. By that time, I remember having other friends at elementary school although I do not recall how I became friends with them. I stayed in that school until high school and those friends are now my lifelong friends.

But then after ten years, I was again the "new kid" in school, and at the time a new immigrant here in Canada, I was also the "new kid in town". This time, I was in grade eleven. And again, I was approached by a girl, who then became my best friend.

And then I turned 31. I was starting at a new job position. And if I would try to make a meaning out of it, I would say that I was also a transferee since I was coming from a different department but starting my new position within the same company. And the very first person from that team who sent me a welcome email, (you guessed it) became my best friend.

When I was in grade four, I was representing my school in a Science Quiz Bee, and there was this student, who remarked that she thought I was snotty because I did not seem to be approachable, and was quiet. But then all that changed when I started talking to her after she joined in a conversation that I was having with another student. This remark was something that stuck in my mind ever since. I realized that people can misinterpret me just because I stay quiet, or just because I have the "snotty look". I guess the "snotty look" is justified because I am not the kind who approach people. And because I learned that about me, I knew then how to make others approach me. I turned the "snotty look" to a smiley face.

Now fast forward to the present day. For a year now, I am again, "the new kid in town" literally, new here in the town of Yellowknife. But what happened differently this time, was that, unconsciously, I approached people so I can be friends with them. When I became a member of NorthWords, back in October of 2010, my intention was to learn about publishing and to just simply attend that workshop. But then as part of my promise to myself that I would do anything so I feel at home in this town, I volunteered to become a member of the board. We were having a breakfast meeting when our President said that, he and his wife did the same thing when they moved here to Yellowknife... they joined clubs and put themselves out there and from there they knew people and became friends with them. And I am lucky, indeed I found a gem of a friend; and a group of inspiring people.

Being the "new kid" here in Yellowknife makes me miss my friends in Toronto. And also this experience made me realize that no matter what age you may be, you still long for friends and you still feel the anxiety and worry of fitting in. Or maybe it is just me. I also have observed that as people grow older, and having a hectic lifestyle and schedule, making time for friends feels like another chore and seeing them is just another tiring thing to do that it comes to a point that you whine about seeing them, or worse wishing that you do not have to see them. How could you say then that you are a friend if you feel this way? Shouldn't you be feeling excited and happy that you have the opportunity to see your friend, to catch up on old times, to say how do you do, to give a hug, to see him/her smile? Unless of course you really are not a friend you say you are, or although you call them friends, the truth is you really do not consider them as your friends. You are just saying it. I understand we are all busy and it is with this very reason that seeing a friend should be something to look forward to because we do not see them everyday. At my previous work, it was not the work I did that made me feel inspired to go to the office, it was the fact that I enjoy being in the company of the people I worked with. And to make my point, seeing my best friend at work everyday, was not enough because really, we were focused at our jobs so we would, when we could, go out for lunch, or have a dinner date, sometimes just the two of us, or with our mutual friends. And when our schedules would tolerate it, we would also meet on a Saturday for a play date. Carrie, Samantha, Charlotte and Miranda, their fictitious friendship is what I say the truest of friendship, which of course is a story based on real life friendship stories like mine, or yours, and of others out there.



So if you have a friend and you feel that this person is a true friend to you, make sure that you let this person know how you feel. It is good to express how you feel in words and there are many ways you can do this. There's email (my favorite), phone, text messaging, snail mail and Facebook. Hug is a good way to express love and gratitude, and is also my favorite. I am thankful for Facebook and email really, because no matter how far away I am from my friends, I could just put a shout out, or fire an email just to simply say "I love you," "I miss you" or "I hope you have a nice day." And truly, because I mean what I say when I say it, doing this makes me happy. Thoughts of them make me happy. And frankly, when I am emailing them, I feel rested and energized. And oh, it is okay to have more than one best friend. I mean, why not?

Flirting with disaster

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There are two kinds of hitting that men give and both should be avoided by married women. The first type of hitting is physically and emotionally painful... puts a woman's confidence down. The second type, though not physically and emotionally painful, and gives confidence, this type of hitting is as equally dangerous as the first one, and sometimes, even more dangerous. The big difference though is that the latter, can be prevented simply by ignoring it, that when a man gives you this hitting, you simply smile, act as if you did not see, nor understood, what just occurred.

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They say Good Night Olivia

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"It’s amazing what you can do
when you stop worrying about failing." - Anne Sweeney

It's amazing how a person's attitude changes once you open your mind to great possibilities --- once you are no longer afraid of failing, for all you see, all you think about, is how life is truly a worthwhile fun adventure. Everyday!

At this age, I am so excited, so grateful, to be feeling like Olivia here.


God knows

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If it is meant to be, it is. If it is not, don't question, just let it be.
Let life run the course this time.
God knows what your heart desires
but God knows what it is that you truly need.
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Gardening for CNIB

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Today is the first day of September and although it is bright and sunny, one can feel that the frost is soon to be here again in Yellowknife. And before that cool frost comes, I thought I should share with you one of the fun summer activities I have been doing.

I have been doing some gardening as a volunteer for CNIB or Canadian National Institute For The Blind. I planted potatoes, carrots, lettuce and a lot more. It was cool because I have not done this before, ever! And the coolest part was getting my hands dirty, digging that earth, knowing that in the littlest way, I am being a part of my new community.

So here are the photos of the garden.


Justin and Jesse helping. They are both excited.


Potatoes



Lettuce, Dill and more



more potatoes



snap peas



I love this photo



Justin loves this treat after gardening.




Jesse tried it but later on gave me the treat. Maybe next time he'll like it.




Love

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"Only a person who loves can be loved.
Love means kindness, understanding, wisdom and respect.
Incorporate those attributes with your thinking, and your life will be
fulfilled with warmth and compassion. There will never be an
emotion with true happiness unless you give your
love so that you can receive love." - Al Rosen, Former American League Most Valuable Player


Today I woke up thankful

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"Santosha is the peaceful happiness that develops
as you learn to accept and love yourself. To start a day more
vital, give thanks for what you have and who you are."

Today I woke up early at six o'clock. What special about this, was that I actually got out of bed instead of succumbing to the urge of going back to bed and sleep until ten a.m.

I did that today because I now have a different attitude about where I am at this point of my life, how I am as mother to these three boys, how I am as a wife, and more importantly---- on who I am. I worry too much, prideful that I deserve more; afraid of losing faith in myself, in all the good things possible, in this marriage. Today, as I got out of bed, I gave thanks to the Lord, with all the humility in my heart that I, like the hundreds and thousands of people who are confused and afraid, still feels His loving presence through my family and friends, and the good people I encounter in life. Today I got up knowing that every step I take from now on in is always a step forward.


Life is a gift.

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One of the many mysteries is the gift of life. That which is so delicate, priceless, and precious.
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Yoga Smile

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Every time I come out of a yoga session, I am always with a big bright smile ...

kinda like this guy



No, that guy has a big wide grin.

This guy here....


Hmmmnn... he is chuckling. Yoga does not make me chuckle.

I think this one...


Yep, that smile. It's close but still not quite.

Here.


Yes. This one. That's the kind of smile I get. Mysterious huh. It's not. It's bliss.



When I feel the least thankful

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“It’s not easy being grateful all the time.
But it’s when you feel least thankful that you
are most in need of what gratitude can give you.” - Oprah


When I was living in Toronto, and was working full time, the way I dealt with my problems or issues were using the words, "Forget it!" or "I'm too busy to even worry about that" or, "I have no time". When my family moved here to Yellowknife, my issues were a lot different than before, not only that they were so different, I have all the time in the world to think, to worry, and to feel them. So there are times I do feel less thankful, and maybe when you feel the least thankful, maybe these can help you. I practice this everyday. There are times that I forget and that happens, I try not to fret but instead I just continue on with my day thinking of how to make the day much better than yesterday.

So here:
1. When you get up in the morning, notice your feet, your hands, your whole body. Be thankful you are still alive. Smile right away.
2. Acknowledge yourself. Feel the energy. Fuel that energy with love and high spirit that you can give to others, whether at home or at work, or to some random people you may encounter during the day. I give my love and energy to my boys.
3. Say grace before meal. Be grateful of the abundance that is given to you through God's blessing. I love it when after every time we say grace before meal, my youngest Jesse says "Eating time!"
4. Look at your own life. Examine it. Know that everyone makes mistakes, but what makes the difference is learning the lesson and improving from it. You can never feel better comparing your own life to others. They too have problems you are not even aware of and sometimes they do not even know is coming. Same as you.
5. Feed your hunger for excellence even if it just means taking time to read a good book or doing the crossword puzzles. I write. And I do volunteer work.
6. Practice kindness. When you do, people notice and remember and then as you are spreading kindness, you feed from the kindness that comes back. Sometimes it comes back, but sometimes it does not. But when it does come back, it comes back in doubles.
7. Give love. You can give love even through email. I give love through hugs. I mostly give them to my boys. We do a lot of group hugs.
8. Be inspired. I remember how shopping makes me feel excited. And I realized that although shopping helped me to have a good day, it is not my source of inspiration. Rather, it was my addiction. Words of wisdom are truly one of the sources of my inspirations. The words I read, my spirit feeds on them and after writing them down, after I have expressed my thoughts, I feel content. I feel that I am satisfied.
9. Do not be attached or fixated on material things. Remember that their value depreciates, and goes out of style. You, your spirit, your value should never be based on what you have or what you own. Remember that everything can be lost in a blink of an eye especially at this time of economic uncertainty.
10. Shift your mindset. Do something else out of your routine, sometimes even out of your comfort zone. When you find yourself going to the computer and it depresses you, then stop. Watch a funny movie. Or when you feel you are starting to feel down, or lousy, or depressed, take a run, a walk or jog. Sometimes, a distraction helps. One night, I was writing and my husband came into the room I said, "Oh you are a distraction." He said, "I thought I was an inspiration." I said, "No. Not this time. But being a distraction is not bad. Not at all." I stopped and put my journal down. I turned to him as he lay down on my side, and curled right next to him with a smile. On my journal, the last words I had written were, "I am such a sad woman..." and I never got to continue that piece.

And for something extra. Always leave something extra in case of emergencies, right? Or when everything else has been tried and exhausted.

11. Say a prayer. Notice your breath. Give thanks to the Lord, for all His blessings, His undying love, for keeping you healthy and safe, for keeping your loved ones healthy and safe, and for keeping you --- that you are ready to face another day.

Note on Success

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Try not to become a man of success
but rather try to become a man of value.---Albert Einstein

Now is this not something to think about? Because admit it or not, in today's age, success is determined based on material things and superficial ideas. And value is measured by one's net worth. At least that's what we can mostly read in the news, in magazines, on the net, and on t.v.

Think about it, the economy crashes down, the United States on deficit and unable to pay their debts results to a lower rating by S&P, and what do we think about them? That's it, they are going down, they are no longer the number one country, they now have less value.

That's a big picture and too much for what I really want to say.

In magazines, we are bombarded with how costly a couture bag or a designers outfit cost, expensive and loaded luxurious cars, how many mansions or estates a celebrity couple own in different countries, and we say, "Man, I want those!" We see the words "The richest man" or "The youngest millionaires. How they did it" and we are mesmerized. Their images on these magazines is what we picture success is. And we think to ourselves, how will I ever get to be in that position? How do I become a success?

And we try. We try and try and try. And we find ourselves lost, stressed, and with deteriorating relationships, and failing health. We think where did we go wrong? What am I doing that is not working? Why am I failing?

At this day and age, it is difficult not to be confused with what success truly means. I mean look at the reality shows on the television. I don't watch them, I am just aware that they exist. Why would people want to be in that position? It's about fame (superficial ideal), because it means money, because money means success. Is it worth it? Really?

There is nothing wrong in wanting, or dreaming a comfortable life, or dreaming big. But we should not forget that anything monetary does not equate to the true meaning of success or the true value of who we are. If you as a person, in your everyday dealings, manifest decency, integrity and respect, live each day without hurting or belittling anyone, doing the best you can so you be a better person for the people you love and the people around you, I think that you are closer to being a valuable person as anyone who is in the Forbes list.

To be successful is to be worthy of all the God given talents and blessings that are given to you; and only when you share your worth to others that you become a man of value. In my opinion, this is what true success means.

Practicing Gratitude

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I am not going to lie. Being here in Yellowknife and being a stay at home mother drove me mad, unhappy, jealous, envious, depressed --- just plain ugly. Almost everyday, I woke up feeling sluggish, uninterested to what the day would bring because I knew how boring it would be anyway. So, I would go to the computer, open my mailbox, and see what the good people of Oprah.com have sent me to read for the day. The subject reads: 15 Things to be Grateful for Right Now. And so, I thought, "Now this I have got to read."

When I clicked on the email, my eyes were caught on these words: Simple Ways to Practice Gratitude Everyday. So I clicked on that and then my eyes were brought to these words: The Power of Gratitude: It's About What You Have, Not What You're Going to Get. So I read, scrolled down, browse, skimmed through words.

And then my eyes were here. Not only my eyes, but my mind was too. "Gratitude is the single most important ingredient to living a successful and fulfilled life." And so I thought, "It's about what I have, and what I have should make me feel successful and fulfilled in life." But it was hard not to think of the things I want, or of the fun things I used to do, or of the people I used to see. It was hard not to think of the financial freedom I used to have when I was still working. Those things, the life I used to have made me feel that I was successful, that I was fulfilled. And this life I have now, I don't feel it.

But I continued reading. I had to feed my hunger for inspirational words that day. I had to know the simple ways to practice gratitude everyday. And as soon as I read, "Write cards or e-mails expressing your gratitude for others: genuine, specific and personal" I immediately clicked on my outlook icon and sent this email without finishing the whole article.

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From: January Go
To: Rania, Rishi, Kathleen
Date: 08/03/2011 1:09 PM
Subject: You are getting this email because...


Hello, hello...

So you are getting this email because I am doing "The Simple Ways To Practice Gratitude Every Day" (and because I am Oprah's disciple) and one way is to send an email: "genuine, specific, and personal" she says.

Yes, I am grateful for you... the three of you and your families and your love ones.

And I am a little smile happier today than yesterday. I hope you are always a bigger smile happier than yesterday.

January ^_^


And within minutes, I received these:

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From: Rania
Date: August 3, 2011 1:20:24 PM MDT
To: January Go
Subject: Re: You are getting this email because...

You are so cute and you made me smile so I am genuinely grateful that you sent me this email.
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From: Rishi
Date: August 3, 2011 1:14:05 PM MDT
To: January Go
Subject: Re: You are getting this email because...

I too am grateful for you and your family and your loved ones.

I too am a little smile happier today than yesterday. I hope you are always a bigger smile happier than yesterday.

just to add to that...you can say this and have your kids, loved ones say this too everyday..."Everyday in Every Way, I'm getting better and better."

Luv Ya Jan! : )
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From: Kathleen
Date: August 3, 2011 1:12:49 PM MDT
To: January Go
Subject: Re: You are getting this email because...

Oh, you and Oprah.
Love you too January
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And so needless to say, that made me happy. Words can do that to me. And so I gave my boys a group hug and continued on with my day. And yes, with a slightly but a lot bigger smile than before.

You can read the full Oprah article here.

A bit of wisdom

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I stumbled upon this inspirational story and I thought that it is too precious that I should share it. It is really easy for us to be consumed by all the superficial things and ideals that we lose sight of what matters most in life. For me, being here in Yellowknife is a personal struggle --- a battle that I am determined to win. I know that every day, in each small ways that I can, I am better than yesterday.



A mayonnaise jar and 2 beers

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar and the 2 Beers.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, he wordlessly picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls.
He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

The professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls.
He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else..
He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous ‘yes.’

The professor then produced two Beers from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar effectively filling the empty space between the sand.
The students laughed …

‘Now,’ said the professor as the laughter subsided, ‘I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life.
The golf balls are the important things—your family, your children, your health, your friends and your favorite passions—and if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full.
The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house and your car..
The sand is everything else—the small stuff.

‘If you put the sand into the jar first,’ he continued, ‘there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life.
If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff you will never have room for the things that are important to you.
Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness.
Spend time with your children.
Spend time with your parents.
Visit with grandparents.
Take your spouse out to dinner.
Play another 18.
There will always be time to clean the house and fix the disposal.
Take care of the golf balls first—the things that really matter.
Set your priorities.
The rest is just sand.

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the Beer represented.
The professor smiled and said, ‘I’m glad you asked.’
The Beer just shows you that no matter how full your life may seem, there’s always room for a couple of Beers with a friend.

Thanks Guy B

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Note on Acceptance

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Acceptance sets you free. When you accept the truth now,
you will be released from the burden of the past,
you will then have the ability to see what matters,
and you will have the power to make the next right decision.
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I am doing this...

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Because I know you deserve a happy wife
Because my children deserve a healthy mother
Because I deserve to shine my light











Because I know the world deserves the best of me
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Lovely day in August

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A day about bubbles and ice cream and play
about the sun,
about a lovely day.
about the blue sky,
about the gentle breeze.

It's a celebration,
appreciation
of what matters most
in life
on this lovely day
in August.












Precious moments lift me up

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I am grateful for a lot of things. I truly am. But there are times that I can't help not to have questions in my mind, yearn for things that I miss or for things that I feel my family deserves; moments that I feel helpless for there is not much I can do but to accept what is here.

And in moments that I feel lost, I hold on to the times that I feel are precious.