Deb
Reader, Thinker, Writer, Lover.
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It took me about a week to pull the trigger. All week, I have wanted to eat at the Pizza Hut lunch buffet. Not because I particularly like it, in all of its greasy, over-salted glory; but because I remembered being a kid and thinking it was the greatest treat on earth. I was feeling nostalgic. Read more…

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Growing up, the maternal side of my family was evangelical, fundamental Baptist and the paternal side of my family was Roman Catholic. So, to say I have guilt and debt embedded in my DNA is an understatement.

 

My parents, who were very young, were doing their best to protect their daughters from evil: namely, sex, drugs, rock and roll and, you know, the fiery burning pits of hell. I don’t blame them for having our butts in the church seats 4 times a week. Organized religion is a terrifying, responsibility-laden way to bring up children.

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In a moment of frustration, she smiles a winning smile and puts her arms around a teen with Down’s Syndrome.

He cheerfully discusses rodeo days with a 90 year old man with Alzheimer’s.

She shows up every day to teach the kindergarteners in one of the poorest school districts in New Mexico.

He grins and says he can’t believe he gets paid to drive a fire engine.

She rescues and trains donkeys, sacrificing her own personal financial comfort.

He risks his life multiple times a week on the night shift as a cop in the war zone in Albuquerque.

She works on Sundays to help victims of sexual abuse or kids who have lost a parent.

He works countless hours to take care of his extended family’s financial needs.

She believes art heals and and makes you grow and commutes to Wyoming to make sure kids believe the same.

She inspires thousands to get off the couch, pick up a barbell and win at life with her writing.

 

In just 5 minutes, I thought of 10 heroes of whom I have mad respect; heroes who will never get any press because it’s only sexy to report what’s bad, what’s wrong. I could probably think of a hundred more without much effort.

 

Who is your hero? Do they know you think so?

September 29, 2016

Dear Facebook…

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Dear Facebook friends ~

Do you want to know how I feel about your posts?

 

They make me seethingly jealous.

They lift my spirits.

They infuriate me. Read more…

August 4, 2016

Choosing To Fall Short

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I’m going to say something distinctly un-American here.

I don’t think we always have to do our best.

 

Now, before you ship me off to live with the French, let me explain.

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When you pick up a sword; I will pick up a plowshare.

When you speak with a bullhorn; I will speak with a whisper.

When you express yourself with a gun; I will express myself with my words.

When you bully; I will protect.

When you intimidate; I will stand with the strength of gentleness and resist you.

When you seek power; I will seek service.

When you breed intolerance; I will create unity.

When you feed on fear; I will provide assurance.

Where you sow suspicion; I will grow trust.

You can raise your voice; I will raise my argument.

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I always fancied myself as one of those people who would smile in the face of adversity. You know the type: The Silver Lining Folks. The Lemonade from Lemons Brigade. If something bad happens, they find a way to think positively about it. I really did hope I could be that person. I practiced my generous, patient attitude when all was well; and I must say, I was pretty darn good at it.

 

But, I recently broke my arm, and turns out I’m more this type of person:

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Every pose is a puzzle.

 

Every puzzle has a solution. It’s just about putting the pieces together. Read more…

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So, there I was, driving back from yoga feeling quite zen and self-congratulatory. Sure, I had a bit of bumpy week, not really putting all the love and sunshine in the world as I had intended…sure I’d been nasty and dismissive to the kids a few times and watched television when I should have cleaned and maybe drank a little too much hard liquor, but I had been to Sunday morning yoga and was feeling cleansed and calm and ready to start a new week as a nice person.

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To say I’m a “people person” is to put it….uh, lightly. I loooove them. In all shapes and sizes and forms and personalities. I depend on them: my husband, my kids, my friends, my mentors, my coaches. If I have a question or a problem or am happy about something, my first instinct is to reach out and share. Connect. Get advice. As one of my daughters likes to say, “More people, more power.”

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