Today is full of reasons you should look at new places to live, rent or retire. In fact more than ever our society has become a mobile and multi-location consumer. Even as creatures of habits we have expanded our comfort levels to include areas that contradict each other. It is common for those who love the cold to winter in warm climates or those who love the hot and humid to retreat to a cool waterfront on wooded space for the summer.

To follow these trends the consumer is constantly under fire with information on foods, housing and entertainment from a variety of places world wide. As our social networks expand along with referrals from our closest group of workers, friends and family we constantly consider locating in a variety of markets for week-end or long term purposes. Among many items that attract us to our desires is that which is peaceful, financially fit and attractive to our inner being. The least thing on our minds at the time of discovery is how the opposite of our locations just might lurk beyond the beauty.

The “Hood” is a term adopted many years ago meaning an area that we engage in on a day to day basis. Our place of understanding. Where we blend in. Most times our “hoods” are in common with our core, but when they change, we often find it distressing, uncomfortable to our core. The social species rarely looks at attractive new areas with the scrutiny of what could happen if the neighborhood changes in a direction unpopular to the current status quo. It has been proven that when a neighborhood undergoes stress from an economic or social turn that the owners of the local property will feel the stress as well, and not just for a small time. Carefully examine the neighborhood surroundings to see what can absorb the shock of a major change in social or economic conditions. Will the property of your dreams be able to modify to the event so that you can be sheltered financially first and socially second to an altered state for what could be many years. Remember, what you purchase with enthusiastic bliss is never guaranteed from catastrophic upheaval resulting in complete opposite to your comfort level. Choosing a property based on the worst thing that could happen might just be the best thing you can do for your peace of mind.


Writing Through Grief

I find that as we mourn the loss of a beloved person, pet, marriage or life event we learn from our own thoughts when reviewed and shared!

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These brave moms are blogging their way through one of life’s more traumatic losses: the loss of a child. Calling themselves babyloss blogs, they provide insight for those of us who have never experienced this unique pain and support for other parents starting to navigate the same grief — along with hope that life does go on, and happiness is still possible.

C is for Crocodile

2014 BlogHer Voices of the Year winner Timaree started C is for Crocodile to chronicle her pregnancy, never imagining that after three years and five months, she would instead be chronicling her son’s fight with juvenile myelomonocytic leukemia — an incredibly rare form of cancer. She blogged through his treatment…

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I hadnt slept so well the night before last…in fact the more I tried to fall asleep the more worried I became…suddenly aware of all the things that I might have done wrong in my life to all the things that could cause my life to end right then and there! The beloved darkness. That daily long awaited time when we know its okay to feel tired, sleepy and give in to our weariness. Some days it seems the darkness doesnt come soon enough and we have to stretch our waiting period by taking a quick nap in the heat of the afternoon. So what is the “beloved darkness” when we awake to it from our sound rest of the night with sudden wakefulness! No longer is it “beloved”. It tends more towards being a condition of annoyance and aggravation daring us to fall back into peaceful slumber. We roll over, turn our pillows, throw covers every way possible trying to recatch the need for sleep. Alas, it doesnt return. Every adult reaches a point that sleep patterns begin to be a challenge. No set pattern or explanation is formed usually. A rational reason for our wakefulness cannot be found. If there were such answers we would no longer be asking physicians, phychiatrists and therapist what could possible solve this mystical change in our lives. Another angle to this humor is that we are not warned about when it will begin in our lives. I remember my mother waking during early morning hours and turning on her light to read. How peculiar I thought she was. Couldnt she find a better time to enjoy her book? She could only murmur ” I couldnt sleep” with an exasperated sigh. I dont know what age she was when this began but I knew my grandmother was also not sleeping but the rest of the world as I knew it was.

So when I myself became “sleepless” during my midlife I did not recognize it as an oncoming life change. I too merely thought something disturbed me and quickly mentally searched all that was wrong in my life so I could find a rational reason for my waking and being anxious about being awake. I usually ended up mentally distraught which produced nothing positive at all, only to wear myself out around daylight so that I would doze off until the alarm rewoke me shortly after.

Last night I took an entirely different approach. Is it possible that I am awake because I really dont need any more sleep…and who cares why? I feel rested, quite mentally alert and energetic. Go ahead, take advantage of it I thought. After wrestling with this thought for a half hour I decided I could make the best of my wakefulness until I felt I needed rest or sleep again as the day progresses. After all, many bakery employees start early with bread, so why cant I? Up I got and turned on the kitchen lights. As the warm glow of the kitchen flooded the house I felt a slow comfort come over me and replace the feelings of anxiety about being awake. I began to put together my recipe for homemade bread and soon had four loaves in the making. As birds slowly sang the morning rising I was happily sweeping and mopping the tile floors. A load of laundry scented the house with a freshness to the day. The sun rose and the hum of cars with people off to work trickled through the air. I busied away with a calm energy completing the many household tasks I had embarked on. I am happy!
But why not? I have done my “chores” for the day and now as birds sing and children rise I have the time to sit down with a cup of coffee and enjoy them both! Instead of fighting sleep I embraced my wakefulness! I lost my feeling of anxiety, fear and worry and replaced them with pride, fulfillment and confidence for the day!

Perhaps this is the way its suppose to be as we grow mature in our lives. The energy we used to expend on careers, parenthood, and all that goes with it including the tiredness has been returned without direction. I will embrace that energy again as “life” to be used no matter what time of day it is.


Forever we celebrate on one day a year the Independence of American from our former kings, queens and dictators. In honesty we live this celebration each day as we rise at our own chosen time, go to work in places we choose and enjoy. We shop freely at free-enterprise stores and sing praises to those we individually love and believe in. It true does represent an “independent” lifestyle.

As we blog into the journals of time we sometimes lose sight of the fear other worlds have from their leaders and social strapping. To wake in the middle of sleep with hatred and violence must be an unbelievable feeling to those of us who only fear the coming of the alarm reminding us to wake to our freedom.

I am so glad to rethink “Independence Day” this year and glad to have the choice to share my feelings and opinions with my readers!