The Coming Election

With the Presidential election only a few days away, the most important thing we can do as free Americans is vote. It really doesn’t matter whether you like Trump, Hillary, or Mini Mouse.

The important thing is that you have a RIGHT, and a DUTY to exercise that right, and cast your vote for whoever you want. There is NO whining after the election if you don’t cast your vote.

Please do the right thing come Election Day and cast your vote. Then, regardless of who wins, let’s come together as Americans, unite as one common core and support the process.

God bless our freedom, our democracy, and the United States of America.

 

 

 

The Struggle

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Oh ravaged wings of time,

Return me not to the trials and tribulations of demons past, but

Release me from the evils that play upon my mind.

Let my strength be my guide, and thy will, to be my sword.

 

While the fruit of nature’s poison tempts my very soul,

Let me be steadfast and true to my body’s innocence.

Guide me along the path of righteousness,

And release me from the evils of a bygone time.

 

Carry me upon thy wings,

And secure my spirit with thy grace.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sooz’s Fractured Fairy Tales

Once upon a time, in the twilight years when magic was king and swords were its enemy, there lived a beautiful girl with flowing red hair and a cherubic looking face. Her name was Suzzannah, and she was the eye of her whole town. Every day, she would go into town to buy bread, cheese, and milk, and as she sauntered through, she was greeted with the friendliest greetings you could imagine.

One day while purchasing her supplies, she saw an old woman begging in the streets. Suzannah, being very kind, went up to the old woman and explained  that she had very little money, but she would be glad to share with her some of the food she just purchased. The old beggar woman gladly accepted the food while Suzannah watched her eat hungrily.

When done, Suzzanah invited her to come to her house, there; she would wash the old woman’s clothes, and offer her a decent bed for the night. The old woman beamed with smiles as Suzzanah led her back to her cottage.

When they reached the cottage, the old woman had never seen such a sight before; she walked in and starred as she saw the hearth, and a big room with a tub. She took off her clothes while the kindly Suzzannah washed them, and she hopped into the bathtub.

An hour later, the old woman’s clothes were dry and so was the old woman. She put her clean clothes back on, and then went to hug Suzzanah. What a hug! The old woman nearly drew the breath out of Suzzanah, like a python to its prey.

Suzzanah freed herself from the old woman, and then showed her where she could sleep. The old woman wept as she lay upon the bed thinking of all the kindness that this simple woman had shown her.

The next morning, after a small breakfast, the old woman once again thanked Suzzanah for her kindness. Suzzanah, said, “Think nothing of it, and anytime you need some help, come and see me.”

The old woman then asked Suzzanah if SHE could wish for anything, what would it be? Suzzanah, thought for a minute and then replied, “I guess I would wish for everyone to have ample food to eat each day, and for everyone to love one another. All at once, before Suzzanah’s eyes, the old beggar woman turned into a BEAUTIFUL Genie. The Genie looked at Suzzanah and said, “Because of your kindness, your wish has been granted.

At that very moment, everyone in the town saw an abundance of food appear in their homes, and they found a new loving spirit, compliments of the old woman. The Beautiful Genie came close to Suzzanah, and kissed her on the cheek. Then, the Genie, sprinkled Fairy dust on herself, and disappeared before her eyes.

It just goes to show you that one good deed will be repaid tenfold. Let’s all try to live like Suzzanah, what do you say?

 

 

Poetry by Sooz

Oh withered tree, I cry out from beneath your pillars of wood, a lonely song.

I was a man,  a husband, father and a patriot.

Dutifully resigned by sworn oath,

To serve,  protect and defend my country.

 

Going to war, many times I realized not only its savage fury,

But the pointlessness of killing my fellow man,

For the sake of an ideology,

Or the consumption of power.

 

I rest now, hit by insanities bullet,

I lie beneath this oak,

My thoughts remain,

Yet, with hurt feelings of being forsaken by others.

 

Remember, I am the reason today’s freedom rings on.

Celebrate MY sacrifice,

Through the remembrance of of my fellow brethren,

And perhaps a prayer, to renew MY faith, and for an end to ALL conflict.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Memorial Day Tribute

While I was never in the armed forces, like all Americans, I have ALWAYS been proud of the job they do to keep our country free. They work long hours, sometimes in extreme temperatures both hot and cold, to make sure that our God given freedoms are protected.

I personally know several men and women, as I’m sure you do also, who have left their loved ones to go and fight in either Afghanistan, or Iraq. Can you imagine how hard that must be?

 For many Americans, it only becomes a small part of our lives when we see the bloodshed, and the ravages of war when posted on TV. Many others celebrate without a thought while enjoying  picnics, family gatherings, or just in house Bar-B-Q’s.

People, let us NOT forget what this day celebrates. We SHOULD be honoring the memories of these brave souls who have given THEIR lives, to protect ours. Let me say that I am not only PROUD to be an American, I am also GRATEFUL for the service those brave men and women have given us.

May your soul and the souls of your families be at peace, and may God’s mercy and light shine upon you now, and for all eternity. I salute you.

 

The Winds of Change

 

The winds of change are blowing as we drift along  a stormy sea.
Many have heard them, but few have listened. 
Quiet contentment lays dormant at our feet, yet, uneasy waters stir.
Blind ambition fills our lives and wreaks havoc with our very souls.

Woe is he who has tasted the supper of life’s temptations,
for he is but a shadow of a lasting soul.
Blessed is he who has the gift of patience,
For he is the bearer of eternal peace.

Heed the winds of change, embrace their fury,
And forever be subject to their domain.
Time’s law can not be broken,
Yet those who bear witness, survive.

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Nature VS Real Life

While working today, YES, I actually DO work, I noticed something unusual as I was looking out of my office window. I noticed two squirrels running up and then down the tree. Curious as to what they were up to, I got out my SPY ware and checked in on them at about 2000 magnification. OK, I really don’t KNOW what the magnification really was, but that’s beside the point.

What I discovered was, they were gathering up what looked like nuts, and then ran back up the tree again. I assume they had a nest there and were storing up for more desperate times. Interesting really, just sitting and watching Nature at work, it gives me a sense of peace.

Watching them, brought a sense of urgency regarding selling my business, and getting ready to start school in the fall. The business is already listed, but I THINK I am going to sell it to ten of my employees who have already come to me and expressed an interest. I am in no rush for a cash deal so I would let them rent with an option to buy the property and the business.

Thinking about this new venture brings a sadness, one in which I am relinquishing control, and the other, not KNOWING what the future will hold. I have been in charge for so long now, it might be difficult for me to relinquish the reins and start anew.

I DO have high hopes for school though, and in a way, I am looking forward to the future.  I guess I’ll just have to dive into the unknown and hope for the best. Damn, why did I EVER start watching those damn squirrels?

Mother’s Day Rememberence

 

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Dear Mom:

A few years have passed now since you left me and I must say, I think about you often. While my teen years were filled with anger and tears, I try and remember the good times before daddy died.

I remember us as a family, going to the park, packing a picnic lunch, and while you and dad made goo goo eyes at each other, I would be swinging,  or sliding down the slide which seemed like an eternity.

It seems like only yesterday that you would cuddle me in your arms to say, “Remember the good times always princess”. We were happy then and I so long for those forgotten memories.

As a teen, I really didn’t understand what was going on. Oh sure, I realized that you were hurting from the loss of daddy, but I never truly understood how YOU felt that fateful day, YOU died also.

Now, as an adult, making my OWN mistakes, and in one instance, followed YOUR lead into alcoholism, I understand completely what drove you to your destruction.

I want you to know that I forgive you for all of those bad years growing up, and that I truly did, and DO love you. I sincerely hope you are happy where ever you are and if there IS a Heaven, I pray that God shine His light upon you.

I also ask for YOUR forgiveness mom, I hated you for years, and that hate, was unduly justified. I am guilt ridden because of those feelings, and I try each day to somehow make up for my transgressions.

I realize this is just a letter mom, but, my feelings stand true. You were a beautiful and loving mother for many years, and it is THOSE years and memories I shall carry to my grave.

God Love You…

Your Princess

 

 

 

How Do Others Perceive You

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Well folks, it’s Monday, and at the present time I have a minute or 30 to write so here are my thoughts for today. In today’s society, it is all about “ME” thinking. Do I look my best, do I have enough money, is MY car better than my neighbors, etc.

What we SHOULD be asking ourselves is “How do Others Perceive US? What are we made of? Do they see us as kind, loving, human beings, OR do we appear to be the wicked witches/warlocks of the West?

I have always WANTED to be perceived as a beautiful, smart, kind, SEXY and a giving person. In actuality, I AM. I think that was my EGO talking, but none the less, I strive each and every day towards these qualities.

Each of us is different, yet all of us have the potential to share these above listed qualities. Does it take some effort, sure, but in the long run it is surely worth it.

No one really wants to be perceived as a grouch, and all it takes is a little daily practice and some good old fashion hygiene to make it happen. Practice the art of “paying it forward”.

Buy someone in the McDonalds line behind you their lunch, pay a few bucks at the toll booth so that others can go through for free, send in an anonymous pizza lunch for the nurses at a hospital, OR, just help someone that really needs the help.

Pretty soon, your perception by others of you will have changed. We’re only here on this merry go round for a few short years in the annals of time, so make them count.

Until Later…

 

Just Ask Sooz

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Dear Sooz:

Well, here we are. After several years of answering Dear Sooz questions, I KNEW that one day YOU would be here asking me, (Yourself), for your OWN help.

You have lived quite a fast and furious life for a little drunk girl haven’t you? You were at top of your class in college, and then clawed your way up to be the CEO of your own company in just a short time.

Time really DOES take its toll doesn’t it? I understand the syndication deal you were looking at fell through, but you just picked up your hopes and dreams and just kept on going.

So what brings you here today asking for MY help? I’ll stop here so I can listen to your problem.

Well, I’ll admit losing the syndication deal hurt my ego quite a bit, but after pouting for a couple of days I did get over it. The thing is, I am not USED to losing, and I DON’T like it.

My whole life I have scratched and clawed my way to become what I am, and NOW, after THIS loss, I feel like a loser. I wanted to drink myself into oblivion, but realized this was NOT the way to go. I am torn now. I still haven’t heard from Stanford regarding my admission and now I am beginning to question my ability.

I’m just down I guess something which is not like me usually. I have no one steady in my life to lean on, and I feel like I am on a block of ice just drifting aimlessly in the Ocean of life.

What do you think I should do to get my Psyche back to normal once again?

Sooz

 

Dear Sooz:

Quit dwelling on the failures and start looking forward to your future. The world is YOUR oyster my dear. Don’t give up and feel sorry for yourself, the “Poor Me” syndrome, get off our ass and get involved with the world.

Remember, life is fickle; you will not ALWAYS get what you want. Do what you are good at and help someone ELSE. If you lose yourself in THIS, you will not ONLY forget about your own troubles, you will become a better person.

Take my advice, that’s what you HAVE me for.