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Small Horse with a Big Try

September 23, 2019

Smokey had heart, She was a small horse with a big heart Her try was bigger than her why I asked, she did Then I asked for more She did More Did More It was all she had, she tried, but it was not enough She balked I spanked I said, I need more! I was ready for more!   The horse with the big heart and a bigger try was not enough Smokey was too much of a horse for me when I was 10 years old. She was my dad’s horse and she seemed to do it all. Then my dad said I was ready for her. She pushed me to become a better rider.  I won ribbon after ribbon in the show ring. I wanted more. I took her to a higher level, rodeo queen contests. She took me to the top. This little horse had a big heart and even more try. I wanted more from her. So, we challenged her to the rodeo arena in goat tying. We were winning! I put her against the tall race horses in barrel racing. She tried, she had heart, it was not enough. I asked for more, she

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The Gift of “Drive”

April 3, 2018

I am great at so many things, “What should I go to the Olympics in?”  Yes!  I thought that when  I was a little girl. Oh, how I wish everyone to have that kind of confidence. But then life happens. Usually, I have enough “drive” myself. But occasionally I need a push. I get great ideas and go big, then I get tired or just plain bored with the idea. Can you relate? Is this normal? I would like to think that I am not the only one out there with these obstacles. I have felt alone in my big ideas at times. Now I have a gift. A gift to be me and do what I want. It is a big responsibility. I was given the gift of a second chance at life. What will I do with this gift? I had a big idea to sell online. This isn’t the first time. The problem is that measurements, weights, prices, revenue, account balance description, profit margins all matter! What? you mean that I need to keep track of all of this? Money doesn’t just build up in my account without watching your profit margins. An ounce matters when you ship something. Details,

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You can teach an old ”Grandma” new tricks

February 2, 2018

My parents were good. I knew I couldn’t read as well as the other children. But I did learn to read, just slower. I always felt that I was special and had something inside of me that no one else had. Though it was hard for me in school to keep up. I managed with the help of my friends. I have always been the mothering kind. I pretty much love everyone. When I see a sign that says, “It is too “peopley” out there”  I am yey! It is “peopley” out there. Honestly, I always wanted to go to college, but I didn’t because of fear, money, time and lack of support. I continued to learn. I earned a certificate with,” on the job training” as a preschool teacher. This taught me to read. I have continued to learn and read books on business building, leadership, budgeting, money management, parenting, health and wellness and a variety of subjects to give me a better understanding of the world. I homeschooled my children and while doing that I continued to learn the skills I missed in public school. I have started several businesses and have become a leader. I train and teach,

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The Shame of Cancer & How Being Impetuous Saved My Life

January 9, 2018

Really? Stage 4+ lymphoma, one week to live? I am the healthy one, I actually prided myself in my poverty.  Yes, I was prideful that I was poor,  and I grew my own herbs and bought in bulk, capsuled them, and made my own vitamins. I had my children at home to save money and live naturally. We raised our beef and chickens, fresh eggs and organic beef and potatoes out of the field. Big garden and a variety of vegetables. I would process a whole deer right off the foothills into bottles.  We lived off the land, I was a hippy kind of farm girl. Pillar of health.  I swore that I would NEVER allow chemo in my body. If I could have a 10 lb baby at home and live off the land, I could beat cancer with natural remedies! Oh, the shame of “How can I face the world and admit that I have cancer? ” Just pure embarrassment. I started using oils and herbs that would fight cancer. I am confident that this prolonged my life by a few weeks. But it was no match for this fast-growing cancer. My first thoughts were that I would just die

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What is “Real” at Christmas?

December 26, 2017

I felt so numb. My legs felt like wood. I am Christmas Carol. That is what my mom called me! But she is an angel in heaven and I think she is pretty busy. ( my mom painted these figuriness and notice the book says Christmas Carols, Yes that is about me:)               I would take pictures of off the kids in front of the Christmas tree. Yes, Tex is an angel in heaven and he wasn’t feeling the Christmas spirit that during this picture, maybe because the lump of coal in his stocking was mentioned 100 times a day!   Then I remember the Christmas I was exhausted and drank hot cocoa and watched movies as my children visited their father and we started a “new normal” Divorced parents after 25 years of marriage. Ya, that was a memorable Christmas.   Just 2 years ago I was pretty sure it was my last Christmas because of a life-changing cancer experience.    But now I am here to face these memories, and my heart, legs and mind just wasn’t sure what to do. This is the 1st time in a very long time that I was

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