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It Only Takes One… Blog #78.

I can think of so many times when one person has made a major difference in my life. Times when someone gave me an opportunity or opened the door to something I would have never thought about or envisioned; igniting my drive to reach for something greater than I had imagined.  I remember when an English teacher gave me an opportunity to advance to an honors class. I thought he was crazy, but I took the opportunity. The class was a huge challenge for me, but it taught me that with hard work, I was capable academically.  Another teacher provided…

Immigration. Blog #77.

Remembering during this Independence Day holiday, how proud my husband was to be an American!  Italian-born, proud of his heritage, but an American. Living in Boston, engrossed in the Italian culture and heritage, it was clear to me that although this group of Italians held a strong love for their home country, they were all very proud to be Americans. After immigrating to the United States, the Italians that I have come to know and love, are hard-working people who came to America for the opportunity.  They came over not knowing the language, culture, or anything about the…

Too Quick To Judge? Blog #76.

This weekend I was reminded of the importance of being patient and of not being too quick to judge.  I need to remind myself daily about giving people the benefit of the doubt. I am most impatient when I believe someone is fully capable of handling a job more quickly and with more passion than they are working at the time.  I find myself counting backward from 10 and praying that I am able to smile and ward off any negative judgments.  The use of handicapped parking spaces is another situation where I have caught myself judging people without knowing…

No Regrets. Blog #75.

For those that I hold closest to my heart, there is little left unsaid, no regrets.  They know what they mean to me, they know that I love them, and they know that every moment I spend with them is important. I knew when my husband was in a coma that it was my opportunity to say any last words to him, bringing closure to our time together here on earth.  Oddly, I also knew in my heart that he knew everything that I felt.  He knew everything I knew.  He knew how much I adored him, how he made…