August 2011

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Herein lies a complicated relationship – mothers and daughters.  As I look back on the relationships of my Mom and her Mom, me and my Mom and my daughter and myself – there is a common thread that repeats itself through the generations. The evolution of this relationship has MANY phases of development which can best be summarized by three phrases:

“I want to grow up to be just like Mommy!” Those big blue eyes study you putting on your make-up or stirring cake batter or playing the piano. To you, they are routine, mundane daily activities – but to her, they are like magic.  You can see her little wheels turning as she studies and mimics your every move and asks a million questions.  Wearing a party dress and ribbons in her hair while clomping around in your high-heels – she is a princess. Dancing and twirling on the stage in her recitals or singing a choir solo – she is an angel. Splashing water “fireworks” in the pool to a symphony of music – she is a mermaid.  She is full of hopes and dreams and unconditional love.

“I will NEVER be like my Mom!!” Adolescent angst and tears sometimes stream from those big blue eyes these days. Hormones surge, rebellion bubbles to the surface and staunch independence replaces loving admiration. A battle of wits and wills can overshadow even the simplest of issues.  Arguments and disagreements can be exhausting – thankfully, they are not the entire norm. We both look forward to the quiet times when we can capture a bit of the magic of days gone past – shopping for a prom dress, going to Disneyland, Christmas morning, reading Harry Potter together in bed… “School daze” fogs her mind and tempers clash, but somehow we survive it all. The hopes and dreams and unconditional love are, ultimately, our salvation.

“I never thought I would say this, but you were right all along” (A.K.A. I sound just like my Mom!) Those words are the ultimate high for any Mom to hear! There eventually comes a time when all of the personal investment, support and love kicks in and your daughter reaches the level of maturity that allows her to see the merit in your relationship. Once again, she asks for and appreciates your opinion and remembers all the advice and mentoring that you shared with her over the years.  She shares insight and perspective with you as a woman who has come into her own. The doors open again to bonding, learning from each other and genuinely enjoying each other’s company. Watching her graduate, celebrating her job promotions and recognitions, planning her wedding and sharing a Spa Day all bring joy and love to our relationship.  Your princess, your angel, your mermaid – all grown up.  Her big blue eyes are, once again, full of hopes and dreams and unconditional love – just like mine.

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SPLASH! Make one every day.

True encouragement lies in recognizing and celebrating the uniqueness of an individual.  Our children sometimes find pathways that we had almost nothing to do with as a parent.  In this, lies their true self. Although it is much easier to encourage them in the direction that you have chosen for them, it is true love to encourage and respect their own path, even when it diverges from your personal vision.

In our son’s case, he has found and developed quite an affinity and artistic talent for photography and has forged out to pursue it on a semi-professional level (business cards and all). This evolution from a hobby to a passion has been inspiring and exciting to watch. He has found an artistic niche that supplements his income, yet still is pursuing his academic goals (what more could a mother ask for?).

He has a website sampling of his photography and metaphoric interpretations that is quite beautiful and introspective.  We hope you will take the time to visit (and enjoy) his site (http://misaacsspeak.tumblr.com/).

 

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Our family vacation often takes us to the beach – this year we vacationed in Carpenteria, CA.  The rhythm of the waves washed over us with a calming and relaxing effect and gave us time to create new bonds and opportunities to reflect and reminisce. The sea-breezes wafted in through the windows and the sun sparkled on the water to re-energize our spirits, decompress our stress and help us focus on connecting the dots between us.

Connections between us grew as we worked together on assembling the pieces of our jig-saw puzzle.  Much like our family, the varied shapes and colors eventually came together to create a beautiful picture.  Even though some of our family pieces are now missing, we can remember the times past when loved ones, now gone, “puzzled” with us. We also had a new member with us this time.  Being 15 in this day and age, means Smartphones, video games and social networking – so it may have been a shock to wind down to the manual task of puzzling – but he was up to the challenge and eventually migrated to the table and was actually quite good at locating pieces – partially due to his young eye-sight but also some instinctive trait that he likely inherited from his father (our daughter’s new husband) who is also quite adept at puzzles.  Of course, most importantly, the actual puzzle was secondary to the real goal of sharing across generations and coming together to accomplish a memory.

Puzzle 2011

 

A hilarious time was had during our family play:  Redemption Island (see TRADITIONS for some pics and a link to the script). Getting silly together can really be an ice-breaker.  We started with an arts and crafts project to design our own personalized treasure chest.  Since our ages ranged from 15 to 74, it was a little bit of a challenge to get them all motivated, but I knew that I could count on their competitive nature to kick in – and by the end of the project, some of them went to great lengths to make theirs “the best”.  Next, came the challenge of costumes.  They all knew their character in advance, so some of them brought outfits and props and I filled in with some homegrown and inexpensive items. No one, but me, has seen the entire script.  I try to weave in parodies of our real lives and personalities to make things familiar, yet also supply a surprise ending – so I keep the script a secret until the acts are performed (and ad-libbing is encouraged).  We are all adults, but we acted like kids and hammed it up – it is always a good time.

Food is a big part of our vacation enjoyment and we eat most of our meals at our rental as a family.  All of us cook, so we can share the burden (and the compliments).  It not only saves some cash when feeding a lot of people, but it also provides an opportunity to share the experience and try new things. Ethnic or party themes (Mexican, Middle Eastern, Asian, Italian, Polynesian, etc) work well to pull together menu concepts and to create more of an “event” than just a plain meal – it is also interesting to pair the beverages and dessert to complement the theme.  In years past, I have worked the dinner plan into that night’s play (e.g. BBQ spread with a Western Theme).  This year, as something new, we went to the Caribbean one night with some Jerk Pork and tropical drinks.  I also prepared some Lentils (see “I Smell a Memory” for the recipe) – which I thought might be a bust, but actually were a hit (and healthy too)! The meals were great, but the coming together of our family was the sweetest dessert of all.

For my daughter there were new experiences shared with her husband and his son as they ocean kayaked, played ladder golf, multiple card games and worked on the puzzle.  We introduced him to the game of Cribbage (a family, competitive, tradition), my husband helped him with getting his kite to fly and our son shared some soccer moves.  It has been awhile since we had a teenager around, so it took adjustments on all sides, but we hope that he was comfortable and enjoyed his time with us and look forward to future visits together.  As a parent, it was special to see our daughter grow into another role as a wife and life-companion.  We wish them all many happy years that grow into a strong and lasting bond – vacations, such as these, will give them a good start on lasting relationships.

Flying Kites

Like the tides, we come and we go – but we forever carry the fond memories of the special times that we share with each other and look forward to the next time…

 

'Til we meet again...

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 Caribbean Lentils

from our Carpenteria, CA family vacation, August 2011

First, make a fragrant broth with the following ingredients:

1 stalk celery, chopped

1 large carrot (peeled and grated)

1/2 large sweet onion, chopped

5 whole sprigs (stems and leaves) cilantro

2 cloves garlic, chopped

2 teaspoons brown sugar

2 cups chicken broth

juice of 1/2 small lime

1/4 teaspoon each of cinnamon, nutmeg, cumin, salt and black pepper (if you like it spicey, you can also add 1/4 tsp of (optional) cayenne pepper)

1/8 teaspoon of Sumac (optional)  (you can substitute Curry Powder)

Place all ingredients in a saucepan and bring to a boil, reduce heat to simmer about 30-60 minutes (until vegetables are soft).  Remove the cilantro stems (if leaves fell off, that’s OK, you can leave them).  Mash all the vegetables until fine and incorporated evenly throughout the broth.  Add more chicken broth to bring total volume to 2 cups.

When the broth/veggie mixture is finished – THEN add 1 cup dried lentils (I prefer the orange colored ones). Cook at low temperature until liquid is absorbed and lentils are soft (add more chicken broth, if needed, to allow enough liquid to be absorbed – do not let the lentils dry out and burn on the bottom).  The final consistency will be like a thick oatmeal.  Can be served plain as a main or side dish ( you can also add a dollop of sour cream or greek yogurt just before serving).

 

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As promised, here is the script for our 2011 Family Play:

REDEMPTION ISLAND  (click on link to open)

Also, some photos for your (laughable) enjoyment.  We all made our own treasure chest and made most of our own costumes and props.  It was a fun time!

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Dedication

This blog is dedicated to my family – you are the source of my pride and strength.

                                I am not much of a gardener, but I am proud to have nurtured the branches and roots of our family tree.     

                                                     I am not much of a navigator, but I am confident that we will always find our way when we follow our hearts.                         

                                                      I am not much of a seamstress, but the fabric that is our family can always be mended and forever will be a strong bonded seam.

                                 I am not much of a musician, but the melodies of your voices and laughter fill me with joy.     

                                                 I am not much of an artist, but the brush strokes, of each of you, color my canvas with beauty.         

                                           I am not much of a negotiator, but my love, for all of you, is unconditional.

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Remembering the people and events in our lives keeps us connected to our past and encourages us to create new memories in our future.  The silliest things make the most lasting memories and those stories are told over and over again with affection and laughter.  Even sad events give us memories and teach us lessons, if we are willing to learn… All of the building blocks of a solid family, (Traditions, Celebrations and Encouragement) are enriched by Reminiscing.  It keeps us focused on the good and goofy and grim (but useful) events that make us who we are.

By reminiscing we can re-live special moments and re-kindle emotions of the past.  We can re-connect with loved ones who have passed or are otherwise away from us.  Most importantly, we can travel along the lines that connected us in the past so that we can strengthen the lines we build today.

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Many of our most pleasant memories are of travel to many varied destinations and experiences that have given us great joy and are the subject matter at many family gatherings or conversation while on another one of our road trips.

Clam-digging, extreme sunburns, first love and deep-sea fishing in Cape Hatteras; delicious beef-in-beer ribs and my young brother Rick’s encounter with a magician at Busch Gardens (“I saw how you did that!”); the giant Ferris wheel, roller-coasters and vanilla custard with French-fries and vinegar at Cedar Point; Pirates of the Caribbean and watching my brother Phil hula at the Polynesian restaurant in Disneyland; Thanksgiving turkey legs on the curb to watch the Electric Light Parade at DisneyWorld; running from “monsters” at Knott’s Scary Farm; wolves outside the tent, bears in our food and trying to make Chinese noodles by twisting and banging rather than cutting in Mammoth; taking the train to Grand Canyon and getting upgraded to first-class; our son and his Grandpa driving to Oregon for college; and watching thunderstorms then wimping out for a motel room at Cave Lake are a few of our many cherished family adventures.

Coming from a small town where extensive travel was not the norm, we boasted about our quests to those less adventurous than we.  I suspected that many envied our sense of adventure and experiences.  It occurred to me, many years later, that what they really envied the most was our unique sense of family and togetherness.  I credit those trips as part of the glue that kept us close in a time when divorce and estrangement became popular alternatives for many.  Those
experiences shared and challenges met helped us understand and support each other and to be tolerant of our differences and to celebrate our accomplishments and band together in trying times. They helped build many strong bonds that have served us well over many years to follow.  While expanding our interest and understanding of other regions and people, we learned the importance of coming home.

We never understood how very special those bonds of love, home and belonging were because they came rather easily to us all.  I credit our parents for that.  It was important to them that we worked through the bad times and worked equally hard at creating good times.  Not until I was a parent myself, did I even begin to appreciate how difficult and special those values really are.

We try to generate more lasting memories by taking an annual “family vacation” and also to take shorter jaunts together throughout the year. Yes, we have to coordinate schedules and vacations and we sometimes run into a rough patch when personalities clash, but all in all, we pull it off and enjoy each others’ company.  My Dad and I are both now retired and have the luxury of taking more continuous time off to take cross-country excursions.  Many memories and bonds are formed during those trips and I will be sharing some with all of you in the future.

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Everyone has dreams and goals. We all appreciate it when others sincerely support our efforts and encourage us. Everyone has their ups and downs.  We appreciate it when others stop to help us as best they can.  These concept are SO SIMPLE, yet we often find the execution so difficult.  Maybe it is the distraction of day to day responsibilities or being absorbed in our own issues – but often, it takes an extra effort to break away from our self-centered existence and draw a line to another dot in our family-tree.

We can support each other in many different ways.  There is moral support when someone is feeling down; emotional support if they have suffered a loss or blow; or financial support to take some pressure off another as you are able.  We can also encourage our family members by attending their games, performances and events; recognizing their talents and abilities; bragging about them; and providing infrastructure and opportunities to succeed.  Again, obvious concepts that often take a conscious effort on our part to execute.

One of my personal regrets is that I did not ackowledge or take enough of an active interest in my Mom’s compositions and posts.  She was quite the avid writer and always wanted to share her works with me, but there was always something in the way – work, kids, laziness.  Only after her passing, did I take the time to read every post and manuscript to see her talent and passion for the written word.  Too little, too late – I never got to tell her how much I enjoyed them and she never had the satisfaction of seeing me appreciating her effort.  However, it did teach me a lesson about the importance of not letting future opportunites with the rest of my family go down the same sad path.

Our family has MANY stories of encouragement and support that I will share as time goes on.  The first was years in the making and will likely be appreciated by those of you who have experienced the evolution of a GARAGE BAND…

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This is the first in the series of stories which illustrate the role of encouragement and support in keeping a family strong and connected.

As young teens, my brothers and some friends had an affinity to music and aspired to be Rock Stars.  At first presentation, this sounds so simple, but in execution the logistics can be problematic.  First, you need some financial backing for instruments and possibly lessons and associated equipment.  Then, you need a secure place to store it all; vehicles to haul it all.  Worst of all, you need a TOLERANT place to practice – loudly and repetitively!

My parents met this hierarchy of needs – even to the point that they had no functional “garage”, so a den in the house had to be sacrificed.  Just think how annoying that must have been – but it was done with love and support in their heart.  I was away at college during this time, so I was spared.  I suspect at their young age, the band members did not really appreciate the sacrifices being made – but the privileges were given freely without expectation of appreciation.  The goal was to help them succeed in their dream. Many years passed, as did band names, members and enthusiasm. But, every time the phoenix arose from the ashes, my parents were in support.

Recently, The Roof Rats have come upon a successful mix of members and have been playing local gigs for real money.  The success of today is linked to the support of the past. As a result, we have all become more connected. We show up for just about every performance and talk them up everywhere we go.  Dad beams like a light-bulb as he watches his sons’ dreams become a reality and has great pride in their talent and accomplishments. Mom is doing the same from her cloud in the sky, I am sure.

 

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