Browsing Archives of Author »Betsy Cross«

I Found the Time

June 27, 2012

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Thoughts are like beacons of light to me. I’ve come to rely on inspiration, in the form of thoughts, to guide me to my best self. Early every morning I sit and wait for that ONE that stands out from the rest. The one that has to be paid attention to so that at the […]

He’s Not Heavy, He’s My Brother

May 10, 2012

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I hear  a lot of talk about the purpose of life, and what it means to people from different cultural, familial, and religious or non religious backgrounds. I listen to the questions “What do you hope to accomplish in your lifetime? What matters to you?” and wait to hear the answers, hoping to see patterns […]

Social Media is NOT a Game of Pick-Up Sticks!

May 2, 2012

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Pick-up sticks (or pick-a-stick) is a game of physical and mental skill. A bundle of  sticks, between 3 and 8 inches long, are held in a loose bunch (see the picture) and released on a table top, falling in random disarray. Each player, in turn, must remove a stick from the pile without disturbing the remaining ones.  (Wikipedia) […]

My Social Media Experiment

December 20, 2011

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When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; Turn back the clock. It’s August 2010. My days are full of joy. I’m happy and managing life and its stresses peacefully, wisely. I read a lot, take long walks with my children, garden in the warmer […]

A Call to Action

September 23, 2011

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What in the world? I knew something was wrong immediately. It was 3:30 am., late August, 2005. Who calls at that time of the morning?  My husband handed me the phone, watching me freeze and melt simultaneously as my mind was being bombarded by news that was too slippery to grasp. “She’s gone, Betsy.” I […]

You Are My Shooting Star

September 17, 2011

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When I was young and full of hope, and dreamed how things would be, Of how you’d brighten up my life, and how much you’d mean to me, I thought of times still future bound, filling holes I never knew Existed in this mother’s heart, until I witnessed you. Then I looked up. And much to my […]

When Chaos Reigns

September 12, 2011

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My almost 6-yr-old and 3-yr-old, the last of 9 children have some really bad habits. I watch them and listen to them every day and wonder what to do. The atmosphere of my home is so tense as soon as they wake up and start interacting. When they started wrestling it was cute. We’d all […]