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Sadness & Gratitude for Extraordinary People


This Christmas season finds me with feelings of both sadness and gratitude this year. For even though the season is filled with the joy that Christ’s birth brings, I selfishly mourn for the loss of loved ones this year…

My sadness comes from the loss of my very special, sweet father-in-law whose body succumbed to Alzheimer’s this summer…and from the loss of 2 wonderful friends this fall…and from the impending loss of another dear friend, given only days to live.

All three were extraordinary people…giving of themselves to help others: Read more

Will I trust him…not with my life or yours.


I have to give one last political rant.

I am seeing good people, people who I believe are good Christians, talking about how the Country will now go back to Christian values and become Godly again.

I AM COMPLETELY BAFFLED.

You believe that Donald Trump is the person who will do this?

HOW?

Have you completely ignored his racism, his use and abuse of workers, his bankrupties, his mocking of a handicapped man, his plans to stop helping people/immigration? Have you completely ignored his own claims of sexual abuse towards women?

Is this who you see as bringing America back to Christian values?

Tell me you are against abortion. That I can understand. I may not completely agree with you, but I can understand your stance.

Tell me you wanted change. That I believe.

But to elect this man because you believe he is what God wants to make America more Christian goes against all the love, compassion, and goodness that I believe Jesus brought us.

Donald Trump is evil.

I fear for my daughters. I fear for my LBGT relatives and friends. I fear for my handicapped friends. I fear for my relatives and friends who are black, brown, or any other color that Trump doesn’t like. I fear for my relatives and friends who are of a different religion or background.

Know that I support you. Know that I will ALWAYS fight for you.

And to my friends who are proclaiming a win for Christianity, I am here for you too.  Because even though I believe differently, you are still my friends.

I will go on to fight the good fight.

There will be some good that comes out of this and that is the solidarity of many people who do believe in love and good.

That will be done in spite of President Elect Trump, because neither his words nor actions are either of those.

Donald Trump is not my kind of Christian.

Will I pray for him, yes.

Will I trust him…not with my life or yours.

Patty O

On Love and Semi-Automatic Weapons


Today I’ve decided to join the gun conversation.

I just watched Samantha Bee’s conversation on the issue of semi-automatic weapons and the Orlando shooting.  You can find it here, it’s called:  Samantha Bee says Fuck It to the NRA

I agree completely with her that people who are on the terrorist watch list shouldn’t be allowed to purchase guns.

I know this post will not be popular with some of my friends and maybe even family.

But here goes…

I’ve never understood why people ‘have to have’ or are allowed to buy semi-automatic weapons.

I grew up in a hunting family.

Yes, I took gun training.  Dad wanted us all to know how to shoot a gun.  Even if we weren’t interested in hunting.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m not against hunting.  I fully respected my family that did/do – that’s what we ate.  We grew up on Venison.  It was a treat when we could get hamburger from the grocery store!

But my Dad, Mom, sister or brothers didn’t need a semi-automatic weapon to hunt deer, geese, or ducks. And yes, my Dad bought my Mom a little handgun for when she walked along the highway (which is where we lived)…because a car full of men had harassed a friend of hers that was walking along another highway not far away.

I believe in our right to own guns…just not semi-automatic ones.

Yes, I understand that criminals don’t follow by the rules, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t ban them anyway – and then the powers that be can start finding/cracking down on illegal gun sales as they do with drug busts.

The system isn’t perfect, but dear God, is your right to own a semi-automatic weapon more important than people’s lives?

No, you’re not going to do something this horrific…and some say they will use it to defend themselves.

The question then is…do you sleep with it by your bedside? Is it loaded and ready to use? Do you have it with you at all times? Because if you don’t, it’s not going to do you any good. Is a world of people carrying around their semi-automatic weapons the world you want to live in? A world you want your children and grandchildren to live in? What happens when someone with anger issues has a bad day and someone pushes their last button?

Let’s be honest with ourselves…you want to own that semi-automatic weapon because it’s a bad-ass weapon.

Well, shit.  I feel like I live in a circus, but I can’t own an elephant.

How cool would that be?  Well, until it’s time for cleanup…then it’s really not so cool.

I’d ride that thing around town and feel pretty BA myself.

Or hey, if I could have a really tame Lion…and maybe if it had gingivitis or some other gum disease and had all it’s teeth removed…I could walk all over town and even if you knew it didn’t have teeth…you wouldn’t F with me either, would you?

But alas, reality is, there are things I cannot have…

Because it wouldn’t make sense…and it’s not practical.

That is how I feel about semi-automatic weapons.

I have no issue with someone carrying around their handgun in their purse/on their person. But if you haven’t had enough training or don’t feel confident enough that you will make the shot…and so you want your semi-automatic, then you shouldn’t have a gun.

Learn how to use it, be confident, be responsible, and make sure you have an even temperament. If you go into a panic or just get pissed off…as horrible as this sounds, that will be one life you affect. Not 49 plus 53.

Yes, that one life counts too.  That’s where the even temperament and responsibility come into the picture.

Now my next question is why are we losing so many innocent people over hatred.

Where is our tolerance?

Everyone keeps saying we need to love each other.

As much as I wish that were true, the word bullshit comes to mind.

Telling everyone that they NEED to love each other is unrealistic.

The reality is we need to be tolerant of each other.

We don’t have to always love our neighbor or love how they live their lives, but you know what?

It’s their lives…not ours.

While I have NO issue with others sexuality, religion, political beliefs and gender, I will NOT push my beliefs on you or anyone else.

(No I don’t support ISIL…but I do respect the Muslim religion…it is NOT based on hatred.  There are people in EVERY religion that take things too far/change the rules to suit their own desires. In my mind the ISIL organization is a cult.)

Will I encourage you?

Yes.

But your beliefs are your beliefs…I may not always understand them, but that’s not my job.

My job is to live a good life to the best of my ability.

I’m not perfect, neither are you.

This is my opinion.

Maybe it gives you some food for thought, maybe it doesn’t.

Enough said.

Patty O

Brainiac Nerd vs. Fashion Geek


It’s official.

The difference between my husband and me is described in the title of this blog.

We’re sitting here watching an episode of Nova on Public Television, which is explaining how Aristotle thought that the weight of an item determined how fast the item will fall.

As we watch the feather and the bowling ball are dropped at the same time with, of course, the ball hitting the ground far before the feather, I blurt out…

‘I love his green turquoise ring!’

I started to laugh at myself as Tim is intensely watching this show…

And I’m commenting on the man’s jewelry.

I am Penny to his Leonard.

Patty to his Tim.

And I like it that way.

Thank God he does too!

Have a good night!

Patty O

PS…Aristotle was wrong.  Galileo’s theory of gravity is that things fall at the same rate if you take air resistance away…things fall relative to the square of the time.  Tim’s words…not mine.  Surprised?  I didn’t think so…LOL

Pss…Image courtesy of etsy

Sicilian Meatloaf


See this sad little piece of meatloaf?

I really did plan on taking a picture of the process and the final product.

However…

I forgot during the process.

And my family devoured it before I could get a picture of it fresh from the oven.

It really was fantastic…

Much better than this little end piece looks.

If the way to your families heart is through their stomachs, they LOVE me and this meatloaf!

Here’s the recipe… Read more

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