This past week is usually kind of melancholy for me, due to my daddy’s birthday being last Friday and my granny’s birthday being Monday. My daddy would have been 83 and my granny 107 had they still been alive. Unfortunately, I lost my daddy in November of 1987, nearly 30 years ago. My granny passed away in March, 1996, so it’s been 21 years. It doesn't seem to get any easier as time goes by either. My mom’s anniversary of her death is coming up in September and it will be 22 years for hers. I guess it's easy to understand why I might have the blues. But, truthfully, last week was the best week since I moved to Heber Springs. It's as if my guardian angels knew I needed an easy week. Luckily it has carried over to a good start for this week as well! I'm keeping my fingers crossed!

It's sad that it usually takes losing someone before we truly realize how important they are to us. So many people say and do things that are hurtful and that they don't mean. Then the day comes where they can't take it back or apologize for the hurt that is caused because the object of their hurt may no longer be around for them to apologize to. When I was a little girl it was taught to me, “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Parents, don't teach your kids that because it is a lie! Words that are mean and hateful stay in a person's heart forever. They don't ever go away and even if you know the person didn't really mean it or if they apologize, the hurt remains, and so does self doubt.

I have lived with physical abuse, as well as emotional abuse. Bruises go away, they heal. But words never go away and never heal. I think if we could see what those mean words do to people, especially children, we would never, ever say them again.

Since my children were little (and they are now, 29, 30 and 33) I have strived to say what I mean and mean what I say. Not only to my children, but to others in my life. When something happens and I can't do what I say, it really upsets me. I guess this all comes from my daddy being a person of his word, just like his daddy taught him. These days it seems people just say what they think you want to hear, and promise things they have no intention of following through on. That absolutely drives me crazier than I already am!

I have had friends who when you asked them about doing something, anything really, they would say sure, no problem. Then when the time came for them to follow through, they were either nowhere to be found or had fifteen reasons (excuses) why they couldn’t do it. I would much rather someone just tell me no, sorry I can't, than to just lie to me. When someone tells me they can do this or that for me I trust them at their word. Yes, you guessed it, I've been disappointed a lot. Since I know how that feels, I try my best not to be like that. If I tell you I can do something, I strive to keep my word. Now, in my business sometimes circumstances get in the way, a unexpected photo shoot or news story can throw a kink in the best plans, but I try to let the person know what happened and reschedule with them. It never ceases to amaze me how surprised people are when I am able to do what I say, or make the effort to let them know what happened, so they know I didn’t just blow them off. That, sadly, shows how many people don't expect others to be keepers of their word. That my friends, shows a sad trend in our country.

My grandpa has told me many stories of how he borrowed money on his word, sometimes with a cow as collateral. How many of you think you could go to the bank and borrow money on your word and a cow? Have you stopped laughing yet? Didn't think so.

Are you a person of your word? Can you be counted on to do what you say you will? Or are you one of the ones who just says what you think someone wants to hear?

Food for thought. Until next time…