Monday, May 31, 2010
who gave us the Freedom of the Press, not the reporter;
who gave us Freedom of Religion, not the preacher;
who gave us Freedom of Speech, not the poet;
who gave us the Freedom to Vote, not the politician;
who gave us the Freedom to Assemble, not the campus organizer (definitely not the community organizer);
who gave us the Freedom to Fair Trial, not the lawyer;
Let's remember to salute the flag and never forget the men and women who stood proud and tall in defense of our country, who gave their lives so we could have freedom and liberty.
Eternal rest grant them O Lord and let perpetual light shine upon them.
Friday, May 28, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Below are the Kinetic Horses (there are three horses, red, yellow and blue) by artist Fred Prescott, on display behind Lowe's store on Edison Boulevard in Chesterfield Valley.
Monday, May 24, 2010
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Trailnet, an organization in St. Louis, promoting active living, (www.trailnet.org/bikemonth) declares May as Pedal Past the Pumps month and encourages citizens to use their bicycles for short trips and errands, participants then qualified for a drawing for a chance to win a new bike (one for men and one for women). A few years ago my husband bought a set of bikes, his and her, both deep purple color, with a good intention that biking would change our unhealthy lifestyle. We sold the bikes after using only a dozen times. We are still known around the neighborhood as the same chubby husband and wife driving around in the T-bird. I am not planning to purchase another bike, but I might consider answering the call of Transportation Alternatives:Biking & Walking by walking and combining errands to reduce the use of driving.
Saturday, May 22, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Monday, May 17, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Over the years my dreams have changed from a simple dream of being a journalist/teacher when I was growing up in Viet Nam, then after survived the boat journey, seven months in the refugee camp, the first few years in America, I dreamed of becoming a nurse so I could volunteer for an assignment going back to the camp to serve the refugees that were still left behind. (That was the 20 years old naive and foolish me!) Somewhere along the way, around 1984, after a few years living in America, my dream turned 180 degrees to self-serving goals of being a "Yuppie"! I wanted a good life with money, fancy home and social status.
In 1987, a Spanish professor encouraged me to sign up for an internship program with the United Nations. She told me it would be a great match for my language and cultural knowledge of Vietnamese/Chinese and since I majored in Communication/Political Science, I should consider a career as a diplomat. I completed a year of internship with the UN in 1988 and in 1989 I got married and moved to Grand Haven, Michigan! (That was the "smart women foolish choice" me after I became blinded by the silly thing called love!)
I don't remember the last time I became passionate about living a dream. It was almost as if I just treading along, accepting whatever handed to me instead of setting goals for what I wish to become. Sure, I had a few good years of the limelights including being featured on the front page of a national magazine, getting a person-of-the-year award and 15 seconds of fame from articles I have written for local newspapers. Now at the age of 49, I could not formulate what my dreams are and how I wish to live out the rest of my life? It was as if I have become frozen, rusted, unable to move beyond the trapped door of complacency.
Should I follow the steps of Ryan who ran from Amsterdam, Holland to Athens, Greece in the summer of 2009? (Ryan completed his run in October 2009, but you could read about his interesting stories at http://www.ryanrunseurope.blogspot.com/)
Or Teresa, a school teacher who gave up all the security to live on a sailboat to explore simple living. (You could visit Teresa at http://www.sailingsimplicity.com/).
Or I should look beyond my own needs, stop being selfish and dedicate my time and energy to serve others instead of being self-indulgence. There are millions of good causes that could use more volunteers and financial support. Excuse me, I think it is about time I take my sorry a$# to the back of the shed and give it a good whipping.
Would you like to share your dreams and how you plan to live life to the fullest?
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Prayers for Our Armed Forces - B. J. Morbitzer (Liguori Publications)
I asked the Lord to bless you
As I pray for you today
To guide you and protect you
As you go along your way.
His love is always with you
His promises are true
And when we give him all our care
You know he will see you through.
So when the road you're traveling on
Seems difficult at best
Just remember I'm praying
And God will do the rest.
Sunday, May 09, 2010
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Since I am not sure when Benjamin was "born" (the tag only reads Made in China, is there anything made in America anymore?), so I based his birthday on the day my nephew gave Benjamin to me, May 6, 2009. I drafted this post in April to make sure I would not forget to timely celebrate Benjamin's First Birthday on May 6th. Then I got sidetracked with NHL playoffs and was so depressed after the Red Wings were eliminated. It was painful watching my beloved hockey team down 0-3 in Round 2, came back strong in game 4 (7-1) but it was not good enough to make a comeback and the Wings were eliminated (1-2) in game 5. There I go again, talking about hockey while writing a belated birthday post! If there was a category for the worst mother, I would be in my own league. Benjamin told me he still has nightmare about being dropped in the middle of the 4-lane busy road. He still felt the tires running over his back with his face mashed down onto the asphalt while trying to keep all eight of the yellow strings intact to his little head.
Sorry, I did not bake a cake (did I ever bake anything?) and it is too late to buy a cake, so let's just wish Benjamin a Belated Happy Birthday and may his future be as bright as his ever smiling face!