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Good News Tuesday for Oct. 26, 2021: Egyptian Sister Band, a Cancer Fighting Fungus, and Dads on Duty

Seeking Balance One Tuesday at a Time

Egyptian Sister Band Sings Out for Women’s Rights and Safety

 In Egypt, the feminist duo – ElBouma, or “The Owl” in Arabic – is singing out against abuses faced by women and girls. The sisters sing about child marriage, sexism, patriarchy, and gender-based violence, “with harmful practices such as FGM still common in remote parts of Egypt.” So far, they have received very little public criticism. I found this story in my Goodnewsletter.

A Himalayan Fungus Helps Fight Cancer

An Oxford University Study has found Cordycepin, a naturally-occurring nucleoside analogue in fungus, to be helpful in fighting cancer. The company NuCana has been using a novel technology to streamline delivery and dosage for better effectiveness. Read how science and nature work together in this article from The Good News Network.

Dads on Duty

I saw this last week at the end of nightly CBS news and knew it had to come to GNT. Watch how dads have organized to stop violence at a Louisiana high school.

Got good news?

Feel free to share your good news story or GNT link in the comments!


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Ten Years Ago (A Message From My Long Lost Love)

Greetings to you! After many years, I hope you are well. Take care and be safe!

That was the Facebook message I read on June 14, 2011. The last time I’d seen David was on the last day of school in 1972 when he kissed me goodbye and moved 700 miles away. I’d written him four letters. He’s written back twice and did not answer my last letter that summer. Life went on.

On June 14, 2011, I answered David’s FB message as I tried so slow my hopeful heart:

Wow! I knew it was really you when I saw Jethro Tull in your favorite music. What sweet memories. I am well, for 55 anyway. My profile picture is from the reunion we had in Sept with Sally, Terry and Caroline, after many years of no contact. It’s so nice to get your message. Hope you are well and safe too!

My profile picture back then looked like

His profile picture was an airport runway.

So I pictured him from my tenth grade yearbook:

David 1972. I did remember him!

People can change a lot in 39 years. I wondered what he looked like. He tells me now he was very busy in June of 2011. Maybe that’s why he took six whole days to message me back with:

“Would you mind if I called you sometime? I would really like hear from you. A lot of catching up!”

Want to read more about our true love story? Want to know what happened in those 39 years and what it took for us to be ready to find love again? Trust the Timing, a Memoir of Finding Love Again is written from both our perspectives. Find it HERE on my Amazon author page.

This is us in 1972


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Good News Tuesday 2/11/20: Fighting the Coronavirus, Plastic Recycling, Chef of the Poor, and a High School Student Surprises His Teacher

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Seeking Balance One Tuesday at a Time

Fighting the Coronavirus

Doctors in Bangkok, Thailand have able to treat severe cases of the coronavirus with success using a combination  HIV and flu medications. A 70 year old woman who tested positive for 10 days showed vast improvement within 48 hours of treatment. Here’s more of the story from Ecowatch.

 

Recycling Plastic into Building Material

Goodwood Plastic Products Ltd of Halifax, Nova Scotia is turning 80% of the area’s collected plastic into lumber. The remaining 20% is transported to other parts of Canada for recycling.

“The plastic lumber can be drilled, nailed, glued, and handled the same way as wooden lumber—but without any of the same deterioration.” Good News Network

Chef of the Poor

Ninety-year-old Dino Impagliazzo cooks for the poor in the city of Rome. He and other volunteers of RomAmoR (RomeLove) collect donated food, cook, and serve the poor and homeless. I hope you enjoy reading about Mr. Impagliazzo and RomAmoR in this story from the NY Post.

 

Student Surprises Teacher with College Acceptance

Max Pacheco surprised his favorite teacher, Dr. Gloria Green, who teaches AP Spanish. Last month he brought her a  bouquet and the announcement that he got into the Georgia Institute of Technology. This video will make you smile.

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Good News Tuesday: Helpers, Fur, and Friendship

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Seeking Balance One Tuesday at a Time

Helpers after the Storm

This BBC article highlights some of stories of those who helped after Hurricane Dorian including six year old Jermaine Bell  who used  money he’d been saving for Disney to help feed evacuees.

Many cruise ships diverted to the Bahamas to become relief vessels after Hurricane Dorian. Celebrity Cruises and Royal Caribbean provided supplies and free transportation to evacuees and those returning home. The Equinox, of Celebrity cruise lines, interrupted their Caribbean itinerary so that their kitchen staff could serve 10,000 meals Cruise guests volunteered to plate and pack them. Here’s their story.

And don’t forget Chef Jose Andres is one who jumped right in and went the extra mile.

California Bans Fur Trapping

California has become the first US state to ban trapping mammals and other non-game animals for fur. Not only is trapping animals for fur cruel to the “target” animals, but also to dogs, cats, and birds who accidentally get trapped. This article from The Good News Network shares how the ban will save taxpayers money.

High School Seniors Step Up in Friendship

High school freshman Cale Wrenn, 14, had a rough time on his first days. Classmates made fun of him for being short, and he ate lunch alone. After his sister, Leah, asked for help on twitter, high school seniors, including Demontez Canada, who is a member of the football and basketball teams, became his friends. Watch the video below and imagine a world where compassion and friendship flow easily.

 

Good news is out there!

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Don’t Strain Yourself

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Today’s SoCS prompt is the word, “strain.” We can use it any way we want to.

“Don’t strain yourself,” has been a sarcastic response to someone not working hard, doing the minimum, or less. Sometimes we have to strain. But often things don’t have to be as much as a strain as I make them by worrying. When I remember to breathe and let things happen naturally – taking action and making plans without the angst of what ifs, or at least with a lighter heart – I’m a lot healthier.

Work without strain. I can do that. Sometimes. I’m writing this Friday night as is my habit. I’m tired after a day of wrapping and boxing and carrying things from the house that was my parents’ to my renovated house.  Soon it will be done. Maybe in a couple of weeks. The house will be sold and this physical work will be done. And I will hold the memories.

There are some timing things in the works. Lots of personal stuff going on between now and the end of June.  Change can be exciting and tiring. But it doesn’t have to be a strain. Maybe I should write this in the morning when I’m no so tired.  We’ll see. I could start over.  That’s what morning is. Starting over. And you can start your day over at any time. But it was a good day. I’m thankful for my high school friend helping me today. SOOOO thankful.  She went to high school with me and now we are friends again in our 60s. That’s very cool.  On the way to my parent’s old house we drove through our old neighborhood listening to classic rock from the 70s, and singing along with some of the songs.

Here’s one we sang in the car to the mellow classic rock station:

 

Don’t you just love that album cover?  Music sure does help turn strain into flow.  There now. That’s better.

For more on the Stream of Consciousness Saturday, visit Linda Hill’s blog:

https://lindaghill.com/2019/05/10/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-may-11-19/

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing (typos can be fixed), and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. I will post the prompt here on my blog every Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The,’” or will simply be a single word to get you started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours. Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host, such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read all of them! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later or go to the previous week by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

 


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One-Liner Wednesday: Old Friends

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Tomorrow, my three girlfriends from high school are coming to town to continue the reunion tradition we started in 2010. I don’t plan to be stupid. I’m not a spontaneous person by nature. But when I get together with my high school girlfriends, sometimes  spontaneously stupid things come out of my mouth and they love me anyway, though if I’m stupid enough, they’ll call me on it. We don’t talk a lot in between reunions, but we don’t have to. We know we will be there for each other if needed. We know we have something special and lasting in each other’s hearts.

I might not post again until next week, but know that you, my blogging friends, are dear to me, too. You’ll be in my heart.

One-liner Wednesday is brought to you by Linda G. Hill. For more one-liners, visit:

https://lindaghill.com/2018/04/25/one-liner-wednesday-difficult-concepts/

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The rules we sometimes follow for One-liner Wednesday are:

1. Make it one sentence.

2. Try to make it either funny or inspirational.

3. Use our unique tag #1linerWeds.

4. Add our very cool badge to your post for extra exposure!

5. Have fun!


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Guess What I Found in my Attic!

Last week, I worked on cleaning out my attic. It was a dirty, sneezy job. I hauled paper and cardboard to the recycle bin, trashed the un-recyclables, and salvaged the action figures for my grandsons.

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But the coolest thing I found in the attic was my poetry notebook from high school.

Notebook from 1972

 

One poem written in 1972 is “prophetic” as my husband called it. David’s family moved away at the end of tenth grade. I must have written this right after he left, hoping against the odds that I would see him again and believing our love would stay alive.

Notebook page from 1972

 

I was so full of hope at 16. Angsty hope. But David didn’t answer my last letter that summer of ’72, and life went on. Over the years, my first love became a distant memory.

If I’d found this notebook in my 30s, I would have shaken my head and thought, “How sappy.” But now, it reinforces that this love story was meant to be. Our love never died. It just went dormant and waited quietly for 39 years.

You can read about those 39 years and the lessons we learned along the way in

Trust the Timing, A Memoir of Finding Love Again.

Did I really know our love would stay alive? Or did I help manifest our re-connection? Was it all part of God’s plan? Did the angels see a window of opportunity and nudge us in the right direction?

I vote for all of the above.

Oh, how I wish today’s teenagers only had learning and love to deal with.

 

Hang on to your hopes.

 

Good things coming

 


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A High School Teacher Faces The Day After

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This isn’t exactly a NEWS story but it’s a story full of goodness and hope. I found it as public Facebook post belonging to a high school teacher who I do not know personally.  I hope she doesn’t mind me sharing it here. (It had over 13, 000 fb shares.) Her story made me cry in the best way.

“Today was really hard for me. Today was the first time I had to teach the day after a mass school shooting. I dreaded facing my students this morning, and as the first students walked in, I began to feel the anxiety pooling in my stomach. I was dreading one, specific question. Soon after class began, a freshman asked me the question I had been dreading since I had heard about the tragedy in Florida.

“Mrs. Schimmoeller,” she asked. “What will we do if a shooter comes in your room?”

My stomach sank. I launched into my pre-planned speech about our plan of action. Then, I knew I had to say the harder part: “I want you to know that I care deeply about each and every one of you and that I will do everything I can to protect you. But – being in a wheelchair, I will not be able to protect you the way an able-bodied teacher will. And if there is a chance for you to escape, I want you to go. Do not worry about me. Your safety is my number one priority.”

Slowly, quietly, as the words I had said sunk in, another student raised their hand. She said, “Mrs. Schimmoeller, we already talked about it. If anything happens, we are going to carry you.”

I lost it. With tears in my eyes as I type this, I want my friends and family to know that I understand that it is hard to find the good in the world, especially after a tragedy like the one that we have watched unfold, but there is good. True goodness. It was found in the hearts of my students today.”

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Traveling

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An air bus flew me to Mississippi where I’m visiting with three girlfriends from high school. It wasn’t an Airbus, which seems to be a brand name, but a jet that felt like a bus because it felt cramped and confined like a bus in the sky.

Catching up and reminiscing with my old friends, not that we’re really old, because old gets older every year,  being with friends I’ve known since high school, felt natural. On our first day here, we painted pottery. I LOVED forgetting about almost everything else and painting a design, a tree with hearts for leaves, on the dish I picked out.

On our second day, we saw Indian Burial Mounds on the Natchez Trace, then went to see the little, white house where Elvis Presley was born in Tupelo. We had a lovely dinner at the home of my friend and talked about how much we valued our friendship. How we knew each other back when and ever since.

Travel is not something I do often, but September is the exception with my trip to the Blue Ridge Mountains earlier this month, and now this reunion in Mississippi.

I used to think it would be cool to travel across country in a bus, a hippie bus,

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or a VW bus.

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My high school sweetheart, who moved to Connecticut after we had dated for less than a year, thought about driving his VW bus back down south to visit me. But his family convinced him that the “Iron-Sided Shackwagon,” as his grandfather called it, wouldn’t make it that far. So he waited.

He waited for about 39 years, then drove 700 miles to see me again. The timing was perfect. He didn’t drive down in a VW bus. But maybe someday, we’ll get a van or an RV and travel across the country.

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Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt was the word, “bus,” thanks to Linda Hill at:

https://lindaghill.com/2016/09/23/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-2416/

Here are the rules:

1. Your post must be stream of consciousness writing, meaning no editing, (typos can be fixed) and minimal planning on what you’re going to write.

2. Your post can be as long or as short as you want it to be. One sentence – one thousand words. Fact, fiction, poetry – it doesn’t matter. Just let the words carry you along until you’re ready to stop.

3. There will be a prompt every week. I will post the prompt here on my blog on Friday, along with a reminder for you to join in. The prompt will be one random thing, but it will not be a subject. For instance, I will not say “Write about dogs”; the prompt will be more like, “Make your first sentence a question,” “Begin with the word ‘The’,” or simply a single word to get your started.

4. Ping back! It’s important, so that I and other people can come and read your post! For example, in your post you can write “This post is part of SoCS:” and then copy and paste the URL found in your address bar at the top of this post into yours.  Your link will show up in my comments for everyone to see. The most recent pingbacks will be found at the top. NOTE: Pingbacks only work from WordPress sites. If you’re self-hosted or are participating from another host such as Blogger, please leave a link to your post in the comments below.

5. Read at least one other person’s blog who has linked back their post. Even better, read everyone’s! If you’re the first person to link back, you can check back later, or go to the previous week, by following my category, “Stream of Consciousness Saturday,” which you’ll find right below the “Like” button on my post.

6. Copy and paste the rules (if you’d like to) in your post. The more people who join in, the more new bloggers you’ll meet and the bigger your community will get!

7. As a suggestion, tag your post “SoCS” and/or “#SoCS” for more exposure and more views.

8. Have fun!

 


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Enduring Friendship

Girlfriends.

Months go by, even years

With little or no contact

Yet, we pick up the threads

Of our enduring tapestry

And weave magic.

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Mermaids for Sally, a sunflower for Terry, and the Angel Dog for Caroline. Paintings by JoAnne Silvia

I’m in Mississippi this week for a reunion with three girlfriends from high school. It’s magic how we re-connect with ease after so long. It’s like we were never apart.

Even if I don’t connect as much this week with my blogging friends, you are dear to me, too.