
THE FRIDAY REMINDER AND PROMPT FOR #SOCS MAY 6/17
I am searching
Nothing is ever easy
The years pass quickly
Even as I write
Reality is all we have.
Wanda

THE FRIDAY REMINDER AND PROMPT FOR #SOCS MAY 6/17
I am searching
Nothing is ever easy
The years pass quickly
Even as I write
Reality is all we have.
Wanda
51 Weeks 51 Songs From the Past: Week 18
In 1959 when I was I attended an elementary school canteen with my then best friend Nancy. I remember thinking that I would not have anyone to dance with. Even at that young age I was beginning to worry about boys and what havoc they would bring to my life.
As I was standing around with girls on one side of the gym and the boys on the other side, a shy cute boy by the name of Michael Carr walked up to me and asked me to dance. I was elated and of course I accepted.
The song they played was Paul Anka’s Put Your Head On My Shoulder. The dance was magical and the music just perfect for my very first slow dance. After the dance, Michael said thank you and walked away never to be seen again. At least that’s what I thought after we moved two weeks later. However, years later I had moved back to my hometown and attended the local high school. Guess who was living not far from me and in a couple of my classes. Michael Carr.
We never talked about that dance years before, I think it’s because it would have ruined my memory somehow if we had. We never really became friends, but we were school mates and did travel in some of the same circles.
I have loved Paul Anka and this song since that night in 1959 and have never been able to sit still when I hear it. I hope you enjoy it too.
Wanda
*STEREO*. Paul Anka sings a 1963 version of his 1958 hit, “You Are My Destiny”

I began my Paleo lifestyle in January 2017. When my husband died suddenly in August 2016 it was a wake up call for me. He was only 63 years old. I believe with my whole heart and soul that Gary’s death is part of God’s plan for us, but I also believe that He helps those who help themselves. Also, Gary had a hereditary genetic clotting factor condition which made him a bit of a time bomb. We both felt very blessed he had never had any problems from the condition until 2009 when he had a huge Pulmonary Embolism and was diagnosed. But he was over weight and didn’t eat well at all.
Anyway, In August I was over 30 pounds heavier, and was taking two doses of regular and long acting insulin daily. My A1C was over 7 and I was having trouble getting it down lower. I was on strong pain medication for Fibromyalgia which I have had since a severe fall in 2001 followed by a complicated reaction to a medication which caused heart and lung damage. That’s just a little bit about my history which is necessary for you to know so that you can judge for yourself just how well this lifestyle change has been for me.
My youngest daughter, Samantha did her first Whole30 challenge in 2015. She lost weight, but the most important thing she noticed was that the pain she often had in her knees and ankles from being a runner was greatly improved. Her migraines were greatly improved in amount and severity and she just generally had more energy.
Sam began trying to talk me into trying this lifestyle saying she thought I would benefit greatly from it. Finally, the first week of January I cleaned out my pantry, refrigerator and freezer eliminating all the nasty stuff that could very well be causing me problems. I gave the 5000 packet box of sweet and low away, because lets face it, that’s just poison in a pink envelope I bought the Whole30 Challenge book and downloaded recipes and meal plans for the first week ofmy Paleo Lifestyle.
First I would like to say that the amount of free information and support that is available to you online about Paleo is phenomenal. And this information is backed by science and therefore the information is consistent. Strategies may differ for organizing, planning and preparing your meals, but the meat and bones remain just that, meat and bones.
Second it is very important that for the first thirty days you do not eat anything other than the foods listed. There are scientific reasons for this. Combinations of foods, spices and fats are what convert your body into a fat burning machine. Following this diet converts your body into using fats for energy instead of carbs.
After your thirty-day challenge, you can begin to introduce other foods into your diet paying close attention to how they affect your body. If you have a negative reaction, you probably should not continue to eat that particular food. All illnesses are caused by inflammation which is an effect of an overstimulated allergic response. Our paleolithic ancestors didn’t have the diseases we have today. They ate what they could hunt and vegetables and berries they found growing in the wild.
Third, it’s a very easy lifestyle to convert to. You do not need to buy expensive special items. All the food you eat is fresh easy to obtain unprocessed regular food. The only thing is, you are encouraged to eat organic foods when at all possible and you get your carbs from vegetables not grains. The good news is, organic food is becoming easier and easier to find in regular food stores.
As I said, I started on this new path in January. I have lost over thirty pounds and the best news is that I am no longer on any medication for diabetes. The amount of pain medication I require is greatly lessened and my blood pressure has improved.
I do occasionally have food that is not paleo when I am not home to cook. I have not found a problem doing this. But, there are times I have discovered a sensitivity to certain foods. Milk products for one. I used to think I could not live without eating cheese. But to my surprise I don’t miss it.
There are many very good recipes available online and they are free. It’s a great starting point. After you read the book, It Starts with Food: Discover the Whole30 and Change Your Life in Unexpected Ways by Dallas Hartwig and you understand how this lifestyle works, you can begin to experiment with cooking. I have had more fun in the kitchen cooking than I have had in years.
Wanda

I love this idea so much. Challenging each other to be kind.
I hope to achieve the art of kindness in myself. To be able to see without prejudice what I can do or say to someone that will impact their day or life. To learn how to engage with strangers bridging the gap between us. To learn to be kind to myself.
One of my favorite quotes, “A word or a smile is often enough to put fresh life in a despondent soul.”
― Thérèse de Lisieux
I am looking forward to the next few weeks to see what happens in my search for kindness.
Wanda

Standing tall with outstretched arms while quietly watching over the lines of telecommunication.
It’s power showcased in the red hues of the sky above and the dark land below
With a message to speak softly, gently, encouragingly, empathetically to each other over the tentacles of the electronic highway.
I believe that happiness is a conscious choice. It’s a decision you make from the minute you open your eyes in the morning until you close them at night. A choice that becomes a living part of who you are.
When I was raising my children I tried to teach them about about taking responsibility for the choices you make in life. As they got older, I would tell them that if they decided to choose to break the rules at home or at school they were also choosing the consequences of their actions. If you stayed out after curfew you were grounded. If you didn’t do your assignments, grounded. You can see where I am going with this.
But, I also tried to instill in them the importance for choosing happiness. For delighting in the beauty of our world. The colors of the seasons. The support and camaraderie in good friendships, the benefit of a good education. The love of their family. The joy of honest competition. To choose to be happy with who and what they are. To learn that happiness is not measured in what you have but who you are as a person. To be happy with the many, little things that make up everyday life.
Weekly Photo Challenge: Danger!

I took this picture in August 1958 while I was traveling with my family to Seattle, Washington for my uncle’s wedding. I turned 7 in September. We made many stops along the way. This stop was in Yellowstone National Park. I was fascinated with the geysers there. The water in the geysers was very colorful. It’s a shame that when I was visiting the park there was no color film. It was interesting how you could walk among them on wooden pathways. Many signs like this one were all over warning that the crust was thin and dangerous.
I have recently been going through my pictures sorting them and dividing them up for each of my children. I had recently seen this album and when I saw the daily prompt today I thought that this picture summed it up quite nicely.
The pictures from this trip were mostly taken by my dad, but he let me take several too. We used a vintage Kodak Duaflex II. When I got older he gave me the camera and I used it for years until I was given a new Kodak Instamatic camera.
It’s only been since the 90’s that I have gotten back into photography.
Wanda
Since I grew up I have always needed to be in control of everything. Myself, my family, my home, my job, etc. I guess that came from my childhood. My mother was an alcoholic. I couldn’t do anything right and every choice I made from what I wanted to wear to what I wanted to eat was deemed unacceptable to my mother. I had a little brother that would come into my room and just destroy my toys and the things I treasured. My mother just allowed that to happen.
I don’t really think my mother liked me. I believe she loved me in her own way, after all she gave birth to me and I don’t think you can do that and not have love for the child you bore. The situation resolved itself when I was eleven. My mother took off on New Year’s Eve with my brother leaving me and my dad. I went to live with my paternal grandmother and she finished raising me. I was so blessed to have her in my life. I began to call her Mom. When I referred to my mother, I called her Mother.
After college when I got married and had a family, I still needed to be in control. I didn’t realize how difficult that was on my family. I was driving everyone crazy. One day Gary, my husband, said to me “The kids are starting to hate you.” I became very upset and made up my mind right then and there that I would make a determined conscious effort to give up the control that was hurting my family.
This relenting of control didn’t happen over night. It took quite a while, but I worked at it and finally I had achieved my goal. Family life improved immensely and my relationships with my kids became wonderful. I still have a great relationship with each of my kids today. I can sometimes still feel the need to control things, but I have learned to push that idea right out of my head and let someone else take charge.
One Word Photo Challenge: Flash
I borrowed this image from I Am Groot #1. I missed the post about OWPC last week. I have two grandsons so had to post this image or I would never hear the end of it.
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