Life is not about just surviving, we all do that in some form. It is about how we thrive after we survive that matters~Carole Sanek

Reach? NO Embrace! Grab an Armload of Stars

May 16th, 2012
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Shooting Stars (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Who knew?  I raised my arm and I stretched it up as high as I could; reaching for those stars for many years.  Just as I was about to grab one it would dance out of my way through a force of nature no doubt and my arm would drift back down to my side in disappointment.

I realize now that this happened because those stars I was attempting to reach were not the “right” stars and once I accepted that I knew I could finally not only reach for the stars but embrace an armload of them.

Setting lofty goals can be a good thing.  I always go for more than what some people consider humanly possible knowing that if I do this I will get something.  It is the 80/20 process.  I will take 20%. It has worked for me and what gets left behind has never been a disappointment because I know I can’t have it all, or can I?

A little over a year ago I was in the midst of reinventing myself as a social media maven and loving it.  I had a customer tell me just the other day “You get to have so much fun.  You get to be on Facebook all day, you must love your job.”

I just smiled.  Of course it is fun. I am on Facebook a lot, not all day but a lot and I have a ball.  It is my work but it is not work.

I saw an opportunity over 6 years ago to think outside the box in the world of online marketing.  I was way ahead of the crowd when it came to becoming a business owner in social media.  I teach it and I now manage other people’s social media accounts.  I ghost write some blogs, and are you sitting down?  I make between $50 and $75/hour doing this depending on the needs of my customers.  Admittedly I am not working a 40 hour week but I am working from home at my newly designed kitchen counter/office helping people grow their businesses to new heights.

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Night of the Shooting Stars (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

To tell you the absolute truth, doing this wasn’t even a goal or a desire on my bucket list.  Divine providence lifted my arm up into the heavens for the stars I have embraced.  I grabbed a multitude of shiny new stars and they twinkle in my eyes.

About 15 months ago just when I thought I had grabbed enough twinkling stars,  my wonderful husband entered a contest to win a cruise for me.   He wrote an essay that told the world about the time when my life took a sharp detour and I found myself on the breast cancer highway.  He wrote about how I circumnavigated it without my family or my closest friends stepping up to help.  I was alone in my vehicle and many times hydroplaning out of control in this storm.  He wrote about how I finally found my way to the road of life again and how he cries every time I am asked to tell my story.

We won that cruise.  Those 7 days that I spent with the people behind Breast Cancer Wellness magazine who sponsor these cruises jump-started my thoughts into a new direction.  I had left that sharp detour on the highway of breast cancer behind me or so I thought, and I was just fine doing what I love.  I had a week off from polishing stars.  However, when I came home, I knew that my life would never be the same again.  I started a new blog and I have a web page under construction.  I created a safe page on Facebook where men and women could come to feel inspired.  I made new friends that brought so much joy to me, and I made new friends whose lives ended soon after I met them.  Smiles and tears is something we live with when we walk in breast cancer with breast friends.

This time I did not have to reach for the stars, they just sparkled down on me.   Some of them needed repair and polishing, but now they uplift me whenever I open my page on Facebook and see a wonderful comment, or when I get an email from someone who just

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The Night of the Shooting Stars (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

needed to know someone was there.

As this year progressed I woke one day to “meet” a new friend on Facebook who had written a song about her breast cancer.  She in turn introduced me to the country artist who recorded it and I spent 3 hours in a lovely coffee house in Atlanta with the 2012 young country artist of the year, Erica Nicole, learning all about her.   My interview went to print and was published by Breast Cancer Wellness magazine.  Erica shared so much with me that day (and it doesn’t hurt that she was the opening act for Miranda Lambert and knows Blake does it?)  My article is on page 30 of the magazine which you can get online. (when you are published you always know what page you are on!)

In February I got a telephone call from Anita Unique Bodywear, a German based company with a growing US presence.  They asked me  and a fellow cruise friend if we would like to be in a NYC ad company professionally produced video about their post-surgery fashions for an upcoming trade show.  I said “Yes” before my eyes could even blink!  I had the time of my life in this amazing video about being a Thriver, about the lasting eternal friendships we make, and about how my breast cancer was a gift not only to me but to the lives of those I touch.

After that I was asked to participate in the trade show for Anita Unique Bodywear at the luncheon they sponsor in the Essential Women conference in Orlando.  I not only had fun, I felt amazingly special.

I still tear up when I hear Kelly Clarkson’s song Stronger because that was my runway song.

I cruised again in April with the 6th Annual Breast Cancer Thriver Cruise and met even more women involved in helping others and more wonderful thrivers themselves and just yesterday my stars tumbled out of their storage box when I received an email that took me to a new level in thriving.  I am being groomed to become an ambassador with Breast Cancer Wellness magazine and I will be a representative for them as they take wellness to a new level.  This will open even more doors to me in my world of breast cancer only this time there will be no hydroplaning through storms on the breast cancer highway.  This is the road I was meant to take.  My stars are not only aligned but they have my back.  I know there are more stars still waiting for me as I keep driving along because I know kI was meant to leave this legacy and touch the very souls of people I have yet to meet.

Lesson to everyone is never let discourage you or put your ideas down.  When anyone in your life cannot give you and your ideas/decisions/opinions the honor they deserve – let them go.  Put them in a bubble and let them float away.  I know as I look back on my bubbles that these people don’t know how to take the first step in reaching NO wait in embracing an armload of stars.

The video is found at - http://vimeo.com/38951170

and

my very special Facebook page is found here and you do not have to belong to Facebook to see it, to interact yes, to see it no!

 

After Breast Cancer

 

I post a quote every morning and write a short “mini blog” comment about my quote and the buzz is I am good – try the page on, it may just fit, and you might start collecting your own armload of stars.

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 Reach? NO Embrace! Grab an Armload of Stars

Social Media ~ Adapt and Thrive, or Adapt or Die?

May 13th, 2012

There really is a right answer of course.  You want to adapt and thrive and not feel like something was forced down your throat.

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Loser (film) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I live away from a large city, in a county that is beginning to understand that social media is a very important part of offline marketing.  When used and understood social media can save you money at the pump because you can reach out and effectively touch someone – or many someones – with a Facebook page, a Twitter tweet, a Google+ hangout (I love those hangouts), email, texts and more.

There are text programs where you can sign people up and distribute reminders for programs and special events the problem here is the potential for over use and abuse.

Email alone is not cutting it.  Mailing a monthly publication probably gets some attention, note the emphasis is on the word “some”.

Holding events and reminding people is another good way, but if you have a lot of members and many are not attending the events, do you really think they are opening your emails or liking your Facebook page or would sign up for texts?

You are always going to have the old familiar crowd, but eventually the old familiar crowd dies off and if you don’t have a retention program in place to hold on to your customer base you are screwed and always chasing new faces.

Running after new warm bodies and not keeping them happy gets you a “not interested” when you ask them to join again next year.  Now you need more new warm bodies but your old familiar ones are getting cold and as I said dying off.

A good example of this is that several vital people who are heavily involved in marketing and development in my county left an organization and moved on to areas where the importance of what they do is understood.  It isn’t understood here enough and worse yet, it isn’t understood by the leaders who should be concerned about those retention numbers.  Quantity never takes the place of quality.  When you have people on board that can contribute amazing ideas and you let them down or let them grow cold, you have not done your job.

Every person you bring into the team of existing members needs to be nurtured all the time otherwise they will leave, or cut back in what they were offering because guess what?  Someone else recognizes their worth.  Yes when you have good quality people it is your job to keep them happy.  When you don’t you end up at the local bar crying in your beer and wondering why you lost one more person.

 

 Social Media ~ Adapt and Thrive, or Adapt or Die?

Surviving Cruising on Carnival Cruise Lines

April 30th, 2012

If you are going on a Carnival Cruise or thinking about going on one here is my survival list for you  and a list of suggestions for Carnival too.

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Français : Le navire carnival elation (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

1.  The Food – as far as having an enjoyable meal on your ship, forget about it.  The food was mediocre to what you would expect at a cheap restaurant buffet at best.  Every chicken dish was tough, I am beginning to wonder if that was chicken at all or some other tough bird.  Maybe it was old tough chicken.  Whatever it was terrible.  The beef was also tough and grainy.  The potatoes in the ramekins were not cooked through.   I do think your Pizza and your Panini’s were passable so my advice is eat Pizza and Panini’s while on board 3 times a day.  Sorry but the pasta wasn’t tender either.

2.  The Smell – the ship reeked of cigarettes every where.  I expect that in designated smoking areas, but this was everywhere and I think a lot of that is due to the fact that this is one old ship that needs renovating and possibly a complete cleaning but wait that would take it out of service for a week and ka-ching there goes some profit. (We sailed on the Elation).

3.  The Security – was missing.  Children were running amok everywhere.  They were holding races up and down the stairs against their counterparts who were in the Atrium elevators.  Also there was one 6 year old completely lost on the M deck, and no one was able to locate anyone to help him, where are the phones to call for help?  Parents this could have been your child.

4.  The Staterooms – are in fact dirty.  Smudged glassware, dirty desk drawers, dirty shelving in the closet.  No excuse for this at all other than your staff is not being supervised to do the job they are supposed to do.   I don’t need towel creatures, I need a clean stateroom.  I do not want to see cockroaches either.

5.   The Pool – has a sign no diving yet in fact people were diving.  There is a lawsuit just waiting to happen, as a cruise line are you afraid to speak up to those who break the rules?  And where was the lifeguard/supervision at the pools?

6.  The Shows – could use some updating this is 2012 not 1990.

7.  Double booking – of specific rooms for groups should never happen.  Yet it did, and that is just one hand not knowing what the other is doing.  Computer schedules are made for a reason, someone fell asleep at the wheel (thankfully not the Captain) and several of our meeting rooms had other groups assigned to them at the same time.

8.  The Drinks – since when does anyone order a soft drink and get handed an unopened can of soda and a glass of ice.  Whatever happened to opening the can and pouring the soda?

9.  The Sushi Bar – last year we sailed on The Liberty and we got real tuna, this year we got something called tuna paste.  It looked like it came out of a baby food jar – maybe you should cut corners elsewhere but not on the Sushi Bar.

10. The Ship – a vacation is something people save their money to go on and expect to be treated like guests in your house.  This is not so with your cruise line.  No guests of my house would ever go through what we went through on your ship, the worst being the bad food.  The Fun Ship is anything but and I will not recommend Carnival Cruise Lines to any of my friends or family and I won’t ever sail with you again.  I do realize you own quite of few other lines and that sailing on your upscale ships is a pleasure.  I will give that fact the benefit of the doubt with next year’s cruise on Princess but if it isn’t up to my standards I will be blogging, Tweeting, Facebooking, and more about how your WalMart style of cruising.  I would expect what I saw if WalMart owned and ran Carnival.  Shame on you – now go  find some more great hairy chests to film while the rest of us sail in sophistication.

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Surviving Those Who Should Know Better

April 18th, 2012
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The pen is mightier than the sword.  I took Samsung to task and got all new appliances after mine crashed within a month.  Social media is a wonderful place to take on big corporations.

Yesterday I allowed a young woman to make me feel like a peasant in a field of my life that is emotionally near and dear to me – breast cancer.  I did some work for a corporation that hired professional people to put together a PR piece  that would be presented at a well-attended trade show which in turn would make this corporation money.

I am a professional.

At the helm of the decision making process on reimbursement for the expenses I incurred and handed in to them, I am being treated in a highly unprofessional manner and made to feel like a peasant.  Throw me some rotting produce and I will be grateful and go away seems to be the thought of a young woman who sent me an email saying no to reimbursement in the form of cash, and offered product.

I have a motto I live by – “There are NO Little People” and yet I realize that others do live by the class system, and to them there are little people who would be grateful for rotting produce being thrown from a train as they stand by the tracks. That is not me.

I give respect, I get respect and shame on the person who thought that they could exchange my incurred expenses for items from their product line.  Shame on this person for attempting to make me feel like a peasant.  While this may be her culture that she was brought up with, it is not mine.

I gave up 4 days of my time, I gave up 4 days of earning money to be a part of something I believed in, but while the “professionals” that were hired got paid a salary, I lost money.  Reimbursement for expenses was promised in writing.  I am a professional too, show me the money.

 

 Surviving Those Who Should Know Better

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 Surviving Those Who Should Know Better

Surviving Modeling in a Lingerie Fashion Show

April 14th, 2012

Ring! Ring! My cell phone rang – actually it doesn’t ring per se, my ringtone is a play on my business The Social Butterfly Media Marketing and my ringtone is “Come Fly With Me”.

I answer and it is my friend, Beverly Vote, Publisher of Breast Cancer Wellness magazine.  Bev wants to know if I would be interested in being a “Face of Anita” and participate in a video being filmed on a beach near Ft. Lauderdale that would be shown at the Essential Women Tradeshow in Orlando.  My brain always knows to answer yes and be concerned about things later like changes in my work schedule, how I will look on the beach, Valentine Day away from my adoring husband, little things like that until later.

Now my phone really starts to ring as I get phone calls from Bold Worldwide in NYC, the ad agency behind the video.  Emails fly and before I know it I am on the road to a new adventure in thriving with another breast cancer thriver, Gail Duscha, whom I met on last years 5th Annual Breast Cancer Thriver’s cruise.  I won that cruise and boy have I been a winner ever since.

We spent 3 hours on Hollywood Beach, onlookers interrupted and asked what we were filming, stopping production for beach cleaning equipment, stopping it again for airplane noise, dodging sea gulls, playing in the water, getting wet to my waistline, and writing in the sand.

I wasn’t sure when we finished how we were going to look.  I wasn’t sure of anything other than we had a ball!

3 weeks later – Ring! Ring! (Cue “Come Fly With Me” in your head) and I answer the phone.

I hear  the voice of Anita Unique Body Wear, Andrea Barbera, Director of Marketing Development on the other end.  Andrea asks me if I would drive over to Orlando, Fl in 3 days to actually be in the fashion show theywere sponsoring where the video would be premiered.  Again I just say “YES!”  The Essential Women show is for owners of mastectomy boutiques nationwide.

Thankfully I did not have to change my schedule around this time, but I  had a sinus infection and it was just starting so I was concerned about that.  Emails and more phone calls came from Bold Worldwide and I drove to Orlando that Saturday morning with a lot of medicine and a box of Aloe infused tissues.

When I got there I was in a sea of professional models, lingerie, swimsuits, specialty bras, and thinking “me, in a swimsuit on the runway?”  However when we were doing run throughs the video was cued up and I got to see it for the first time.  There we were, Gail and I, breast friends on the beach, and we looked terrific.  We sounded even better.  I cried.Anita Show 300x224 Surviving Modeling in a Lingerie Fashion Show

What made this experience even better was that when the fashion show was to begin, the video played and then I was the first model down the runway.  When I stepped out the attendees realized it was me, the redhead from the video.  I hit the end of the runway and the middle pause points, and slowly turned dropping my bathing suit jacket off one shoulder to show my pink ribbon/survivor tattoo as Bold Worldwide suggested I do.

My next trip down the runway I wore a beautiful rose colored bra, gaucho pants and the jacket again and this time I was told to wave and have a lot of fun so I actually danced down that runway punching the air in victory and this time when I hit the end and middle spots of the runway I stopped and I flashed this beautiful bra to the audience.

Anita Unique Body Wear is one of the sponsors of the 6th Annual Breast Cancer Thriver’s Cruise, and I will be there in one more fashion show that will give other thrivers on board Carnival Cruise Lines the knowledge that there are beautiful and sexy articles of clothing we can wear post-surgery to make us feel and look whole again.

We ARE beautiful.  We ARE special.  We ARE THRIVERS!!!!!  And this is our video.

I AM ANITA

 

Nightmare on Burbank Dr with Samsung USA Part II

April 9th, 2012

Dear Samsung USA,

You suck.  Sorry I cannot think of any other way to say it.  You flipping suck.

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A Nightmare on Elm Street (2010 film) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I get different call center people on the phone with every call.  They all do a terrific job of reading from your book of what they are allowed to say very well.  Their constant apologies are nauseating because they are not real.  Their “concern” or lack thereof is enough to really make me toss my cookies and they lie.

In fact your entire company lies.

Want to know who told me that?  The technician who came to fix my stove.  In fact he likes your company, it keeps him in business. But he warned me, your company lies.

Let’s get back to telling lies.

Last Wednesday your customer service rep, C——, told me my stove would be replaced based upon the fact that as a brand new appliance the repair service deemed it was the entire mother board that failed.  What C—— failed to tell me was that if the stove was repaired, it would not be replaced.

In the meantime the repair service ordered the part, called to install it and I said “NO, Samsung is replacing my stove.”  The repair service then pushed me to do the repair stating at least that way I would have a stove that did not fail with every use.” I did not know any better, it sounded good to me.  They repaired my stove today and that voided my chances of having it replaced.  Someone screwed up here and it wasn’t me. I bought new, I have a repaired brand new stove that’s bullshit.

My dishwasher, which I wrote about last time, needs a new touch pad.  This is your top of the line dishwasher WTF?  All four BRAND NEW APPLIANCES are down for the count and you think sending me a $50 gift card suffices?  That’s bullshit.

Let’s talk about that gift card.  Your customer service rep, C—–, asked me “Lowe’s or Best Buy?” I asked for Lowe’s – what do you think came in the mail today?  Best Flipping Buy.  Your company could not even get that right.  That’s bullshit.

So we went to hhgregg – they did the right thing.  From this point on they will handle any service calls I need because if I ever had to dial you repair line number again I would probably try to reach through the phone and rip someone’s lungs out.

But wait, if anything happens to my refrigerator, that was purchased from Famous Tate – so all bets are off, and my husband -did I mention he was one of the project managers on the Sear’s Tower, is loaded for bear.  It saddens me to think of all the people who don’t know how to take you on suffer in silence for your ineptitude in dealing with the public.  They get buffaloed into believing a call center rep who says “Call us if this happens again.”  That’s bullshit too.

I will be following this up the chain of command.  Somewhere I hope is someone who really cares.  In the meantime you failed miserably here.  Shame on your company.

 

 

 Nightmare on Burbank Dr with Samsung USA Part II

Surviving the Nightmare of Samsung USA Appliances

April 3rd, 2012
 Surviving the Nightmare of Samsung USA Appliances

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This survival story begins with the purchase of a stainless steel French door refrigerator.   We only had it a short while when we noticed it was not holding a cold temperature.  We called the Samsung customer service department, they ordered a repair service to come in to check it out.

Guess what he found?  A temperature sensor had been insulated over when it should not have been and that had to be replaced.  We were lucky our food did not spoil.

I was “in love” with my refrigerator and I posted pictures, I smiled every time I walked into the kitchen, it was my dream to own it. I could live with this small error on someone’s part.

We made the decision to sell the remaining appliances we had and replace them ALL with matching Samsung stainless steel.  Off we went to our local appliance store and when we left we had purchased Samsung’s newest duo-compartment double oven, the matching microwave and the most expensive dishwasher I have ever owned priced over $900 in the store.  By now we were close to having spent almost $5000 with extended warranties, delivery and installation charges and more.

Now I really loved my kitchen.  I posted more and more pictures all over the Internet and Facebook telling everyone I knew how much I loved my new appliances. I posted pictures of dinners, I posted recipes of the dinners.

22 days to the date of installing the microwave something inside caused it to arc and melt part of the plastic door.  I called SamsungUSA.  I also emailed them and complained on their Facebook page because I was getting no satisfaction.  They argued with me.  I am serious – they argued with me.  I wanted it exchanged out, they told me no.  The appliance store had to step in and fix this issue and they should not have had to do that.

That took about a week to resolve, nice job with customer service Samsung USA.

That’s 2 appliances now – brand new appliances with problems.

Last week I preheated the top section of my beautiful convection oven to slow bake some spareribs.  I had removed the top rack so my husband put it back into place when the oven signaled it was pre-heated.  We went out side to work on the yard for about 2 hours.  When I came in I went to peek at the ribs and they were raw.  The oven had kicked off.  I was just plain pissed.  Not only did I lose a great dinner, now I had SamsungUSA appliance #3 on the fritz.  I tried resetting the temperatures and kept getting error messages.

We called SamsungUSA and got one of their most highly untrained customer service reps on the phone.  First she tried to tell us she needed the model and serial number off the back of the stove.  We were dumfounded.  Do you know how hard it is to pull a stove away from the wall?  She kept insisting it was on the back.  I asked if maybe it was on the receipt.  Her answer was no.  Guess what.  She was wrong.  It gets better.  She then puts me on hold, comes back on the line and says “Oh I am so sorry the serial and model number are inside the warming drawer.”  DUH!!!!!

She proceeds to fill out whatever on her computer and tells me that she has notated everything and if it happens again we should call back.  Happens again?????!!!!!?????  Call back?????!!!!!????? She says there is nothing in her information that says there is something wrong.  There is something wrong if it happens one time is our way of thinking.  I demand a supervisor.  Amazing things happened, suddenly the rep schedules a service call.  Is this Samsung’s way of saving money?  Call back if it happens again????

Service tech comes out today – guess what?  The main board is fried on a brand new oven 7 weeks old which doesn’t get used that much, you see we grill out a lot.  We live in Florida.

I actually don’t trust my appliances now.  I do not trust SamsungUSA.  Over 823 of my best friends on Facebook are going to read this blog – the word will spread to think twice about what brand name you purchase in appliances.

It gets better – #4, the dishwasher, has already had some glitches.  I started it one day, came home to unload it, soap had dispensed, dishes were all dirty AND this top of the line dishwasher has a very touchy touch to start bar too.  I expect it to be the next call we make.

SamsungUSA dealing with you as been a nightmare.  I cannot recommend your appliances.  Your customer service is anything but that, and your quality control obviously is missing.  I am so sorry we spent $5000 for all this aggravation.  I am 100% totally disgusted with your appliances, your company, and the name Samsung will never be in my house again.

Did I mention we are successful real estate agents in Florida?  Did I mention many homes we sell need new appliances?  Shame on you, your company is the Freddy Krueger of major appliances – welcome to “Nightmare on Burbank Drive”.

 Surviving the Nightmare of Samsung USA Appliances

Surviving School Shootings

February 28th, 2012

I know this may seem like an odd title for a blog post, but I try to start all my articles (lately) with the word “Surviving”.

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Image via Wikipediawants to argue that term won't win with me, but be that as it may, it is what I choose to title my article.

However what this is not going to be about is how to survive a school shooting.  I don’t have that answer.  I have had a gun pointed at my head with live ammunition in south Florida as a tourist.  I clearly know how that can loosen one’s bowels for sure, but I have never lost a child to a crazed shooter, nor have I felt the burning piercing pain of a bullet as it rips through vital organs or goes into my brain.

I was pushed to write about this today because a coach I follow on Facebook posted a poignant but badly timed video on her part about teenagers who had died in a car accident and how we need to tell our kids everyday we love them.  Of course we do, as well as telling our husbands, wives, moms and dads, and more the same thing.

I found myself writing that we also need to tell our children EVERY DAY OF THEIR CHILDHOOD YEARS that if any one posts anything on any social media platform about bringing a weapon to school that this is when the teen aged silly secret bond ends and you trust your parents/teachers/whomever with this information.  It has saved lives to rat out the writer.

Yes, kids post things for the shock and awe value they receive BUT it is even more shocking to hear a gun get fired and watch your friends get shot and killed.

I was thinking how about telling your children every day as they leave for school “I love you so much and remember if any one posts anything about a bomb, a gun, or any weapon that would make me cry at your grave, you need to tell the nearest adult.”  I am not trying to sound like a bad joke.  Kids tune us out.  We need to reach them with words and mental pictures of how death is forever.

You see these are the same kids who play violent video games (whether you have allowed it or not) and after they kill all the bad people one day they turn it on again and all those bad people are alive again.  Kids don’t grasp the fact that they will not live forever.  They can’t wrap their heads around the fact that death is final, after all they can turn the game on tomorrow and everyone is alive again.

We need to make them understand that this is not how life is…..we need to love them and protect them and give them permission to rat out the person making threats.  We need to teach them it is okay to be the rat, because rats save lives.

I want to thank a dear friend, Lynn, for sharing with me the idea for writing this article when she talked to me about the violence in video games these days.

Also before I end this article, here in Brooksville, FL where I live the sheriff’s department arrested a 13 year old boy for felony theft of an AK-47.  Yes you read that right.  He stole it because his mother would not buy him one.  WTF did he need an AK-47 for at age 13?  Scary stuff out there people!  Teach your children well and pray.

 

 

 Surviving School Shootings

Surviving Death

February 21st, 2012
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I want to tell you a story.  My career choice for many years was bedside nursing in Oncology.  When I became an Oncology patient myself, I left bedside nursing.  I chose other paths to pursue, but I still remained true to the pink cause by walking through pink doorways every year and celebrating life.

As even more time passed I grew away from breast cancer even more.  My life choices took me to enchanting places.  I lived on an island for years, then I moved to Costa Rica.  I had the water and sunshine and then was fortunate enough to throw in mountain walks daily through trees laden with orchid plants, tropical birds, and monkeys.

When I changed directions again I headed north and landed in the city I love most, Chicago, Illinois.  It was here that my life returned to breast cancer in small doses.  I went back to work in medical sales but it gave me a chance to still work with patients and I was happy.  I met and married my incredible husband who cries that he wasn’t there for me when I was diagnosed.

Even though I was back in cancer so to speak, I stayed on the sidelines, I was on the fringe of it all. Slowly that all began to change, and I call it my epiphany into thriving in life.  Many of you will know what I mean when I write that after you have been through something life threatening,  you can feel stronger than ever, more invincible, more courageous, but it takes time to get there.

I am not saying that I don’t get scared or that I feel immortal but I do take more chances because when you have laughed in the face of fear you are braver.

Once I began to thrive my life took off in a direction of successful endeavors.  We all have heard people like Maya Angelou, Deepak Chopra, Wayne Dyer, Tony Robinson, Rhonda Byrne and more tell us that our feet will remain frozen in the ground if our hearts are filled with anger, fear, ugliness, meanness, victimization, etc.  They are right. I can give testimony to that.

Fast forward to this past year when as good fortune would have it, I won a contest that brought even more breast cancer into my life.   I add new friends on Facebook whose lives have been touched by breast cancer constantly.  I have come full circle.  Once upon a time I was comforting patients who would not leave the hospital.  Now I sit in front of the computer hoping I am some comfort to friends who one day soon will not comment back to their friends.

What has changed in 35 years for me?  Women are living longer with their Stage 3 and Stage 4 diagnosis.  Many of them embrace their diagnosis and they do thrive.  Many do not.  Instead of physically keeping someone comfortable, I now extend emotional comfort.

4444609 woman s eye with several teardrops hanging on her eyelashes isolated 150x150 Surviving DeathWhat has not changed in 35 years for me?  The fact that I feel like I have been kicked in the gut every time I learn that a friend only has weeks to live.

What have I learned from all of this stuns me.  My friends who are leaving this earth are not afraid and I finally understand this.  When I have applauded their decisions I have had people think I was wrong because selfishly many people don’t want to lose their friends.  The most important thing I have learned is that as I wrote above when you stare fear in the eyes and move past it you do get brave.  Is it a false bravado?  I don’t think so.  I get it now that there comes a time when  fear returns and that fear transcends into acceptance, and finally there is peace.  We, who are letting go of our friends, are terrified to lose them, are afraid for them, even when they tell us they are ready.

It is very hard to live through letting someone go, but I know I am a much better person for ever having them in my life.

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Full circle, I get that now, I am right where I was always supposed to be.

 

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Surviving The Shock of Whitney Houston’s Death

February 13th, 2012
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What if Whitney was just tired of it all?

There is no way that any of us would not know that taking Xanax (or any other mood-altering drug) and getting into a bathtub of hot comforting water is a dangerous combination.

What if she really was just tired of it all?  By all reports her week did not go well.  She was reportedly “out of sync” in her speech, in her singing, in her manner of dress, walking unsteadily, clothes disheveled.

People are going to dissect her bones until there is nothing left to pick over, but I notice that no one has verbally asked what I am asking.

What if she was just tired of it all?  I do not think we will ever know.

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