Sweet and Sour Lady

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Have you called your mother today? Day 20 of 152…Forgive or Forget

Saturdays.  For some, a day of leisure. For some, a day of labor. Just any other day to many others. On this particular Saturday we received confirmation. Confirming news that my mother will get to leave Christus St. Vincent’s hospital in Santa Fe, New Mexico after receiving a stent in her arteries and go home. Again.

We are thankful for her release because we know that will lift her spirits. We also received confirming news on further test results. Results that answer so many questions regarding attitudes, hurts…pain that resulted in ill behavior by many of us.  All forgiven. Now, what to do with the new results? Continue to forgive or forget? Both.

Matthew 18:21-22 (NIV)

Then Peter came to Jesus and asked,”Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?”

Jesus answered, “I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.”

Making memories~


Have you called your mother today? Day 13 of 152…The Game of Life

Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses.
Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses. 1 Timothy 6:12

I was talking to her early this morning as I heard all the giggles and fast footsteps of four little girls running on very little sleep scurrying up and down the stairs.

It brought back many memories of playing with friends.  They were going from make believe with American Girl dolls, to talking about real life 4th grade things to playing board games.  The game of choice today… The Game Of Life.

Ironic? Appropriate? Fitting.

A game full of choices.  Decisions. Facing consequences or reaping the rewards based on the path you select.  Hmmm.  Much like real life.

If you choose one road, you may face a rocky, uphill difficult climb to get to your final destination. If you choose a different path, it may have curves and turns or a few hurdles before you get to your final destination.  In the end, you are at the same location if you fight the good fight….Finish the race….Persevere.

Which road are you on? Are you willing to keep fighting the good fight to get to the end? The glorious eternal end of no more difficulty?

Then pick out your car color and repeat after me if you truly, TRULY are ready in your heart to live your life for Jesus. You will still have bumps, hurdles and curves but He will be with you along the way. He will never leave you and He will be waiting for you in the end. If you make mistakes along the way. He will forgive you and love you unconditionally.  There is none other.

“Dear Lord, I, (insert name), am ready to fight the good fight for you Lord.  I admit I have made mistakes.  I admit I have sinned.  I understand I will still make mistakes knowingly and unknowingly but I want to live for you and about you. I want to race toward you Lord.  I believe in you Lord. I thank you Lord for loving me.  For dying for me. I want to shine my light for you Lord from this day forward. Thank you Lord for giving me a road directly to you Lord. It is in your holy name I pray. Amen.”

I believe you just pointed yourself toward eternity!

Now I have another challenge for you other than calling your mother today.  Share the good news like Billy Graham. With as many people as you possibly can. However you possibly can. Shine your light. Let others have a chance to choose their path. Be the difference.  Make a difference.

Making memories~







Have you called your mother today? Day 12 of 152…I Admit, I Didn’t

Well, I didnt.  I didn’t call her. IT WAS THE FIRST DAY I DIDN’T CALL HER!!!! The challenge was to call your mother every day until Mother’s Day 2015.  For me, there were 152 days until Mother’s Day when I started my challenge.  The count may have been different for you.  So, I missed a day.  I have talked to her more than once on many other days.  Not that that counts.  I did miss a day.  But I’m not quitting.  I’m not giving up on the challenge. I’m not giving up on my mother, this blog or this…This commitment.

It was a Friday. The day I didn’t call my mother was a Friday.  I almost made it two full weeks.  That is 14 days of the challenge. But on this particular Friday the kids once again got out of school for early dismissal because of Christmas break.  This time however, I drove my oldest out of town, my middle one needed to be picked up extra early because he could not handle the unstructured end of school environment (he has autism, or Aspergers rather) and my youngest invited her three besties to spend the night with us to watch her dance recital. Just a typical day at the Taylor House.

In the middle of all of that, David took our iphones in to AT&T to be updated and I had no service for a couple of hours…yes, while at the dance recital with four girls.  I was stressing.  What was that I said yesterday?

Embrace the moments…?!…?!…

I was definitely enjoying all the dancing and all the laughter.  Time was flying by.  I would not have traded it for the world.  As the clock was ticking, I knew that as each minute passed I was missing a chance to talk to my mother before she fell fast asleep for the evening.

I was thankful that I had talked to her only yesterday and that it had not been days or weeks or even months.  She knew what the day held for me.

So if you haven’t called your mother today and you aren’t too busy to stop and do so.  Do so.

Making memories~



Have you called your mother today? Day 11 of 152…Time To Manage Time

How is one possibly late to every single thing in one day? How is that possible? My second question is how is that possible before noon?

I wake up at 6:00 AM.  I have bible time, prayer time, coffee time, mommy duty time which includes getting the kids fed, lunches made and to school. I get home and usually have a few chores to do.

Today, I happened to have had a few extra things on my list.  I had an appointment at 9:45 AM, I had to bring a fruit tray to the class party which began at 10:15 AM and early dismissal was at 11:15 AM and my oldest got out of school at 12:40 PM.

David and I had another appointment at 1:30 PM and Grant’s piano recital was at 5:30 PM.  I was late to every single thing EXCEPT the recital thank goodness!!!!

But how??? Maybe one thing.  I could handle one thing. But everything? I’m burning at both ends rapidly and I don’t like the outcome.

My job is to take care of my children, my husband and my family including my parents.  But I can’t do that if I don’t take care of myself.  I do realize that.  I definitely don’t want to stress myself out so much trying to be super woman that I end up where I can’t take care of anyone again like I have been before.

Time to watch the warning signs. Take a deep breath. Embrace the things that matter. Like people. Prioritize the tasks that can wait. Like chores.

Making memories~



Have you called your mother today? Day 10 of 152…Errors and Do Overs

A day of errors and do overs.  I’ve been looking forward to today for quite some time.  Today is “cut and color” day and boy does my hair need it! It has been far too long.  It’s time for a do over.

This week is crazy busy with all the scheduled and unscheduled events to get ready for Christmas break so I can’t afford any mix-ups, tardies or errors.

Oops! I should not have said that.  I know better.

I talked to my mother for several minutes this morning before asking about her blood pressure only to find out that it is so low the cuff can’t read it correctly.  Instead, it gives an “error” code.  Wait just a minute.  I said I couldn’t have errors today.  Not even electronic ones.

Stop right there Mr. Blood Pressure cuff.  Do your job.  Give me a reading and it better be a good one.  Don’t make me come through this phone.  I’ve got things to do and an appointment with some bleach!

Whew…finally.  A good reading.  Well, a reading at least.  Not the numbers we hoped for but at least not an error.  Something to go with.  Something to work off of.  A do over.

By evening time, there was one more do over for the day.  A chance to recover from another error. A major flop in the kitchen.  The last time I made chicken ‘n dumplings, the dumplings well…… were….let’s just say not really dumplings….or anything for that matter.

So I was determined to recover. Recover greatly I might add.

My mother had passed down the cookware of all cookware.  A key lime green Le Creuset pot.  How could I possibly go wrong?  So I called a friend for back up tips…. just in case. (Thanks Jo!)

The results. Fabulous.

Great blood pressure. (For my mom and for me.)

Great hair.

Great dinner.

Mistakes are best if you learn from them.

Making memories~


Have you called your mother today? Day 9 of 152…Guilt and Forgiveness

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Thankfulness and Joy

Guilt – by definition when used as a noun, a feeling of responsibility or remorse for some offense, crime, wrong, ect…

Or when used as a verb it can be more manipulative. It can be used to cause someone to feel guilty. A word similar to guilt…criminality. A word opposite of guilt…innocence.

Yep! Toss that around for a second then sit and console yourself for feeling all the things you feel guilty of.

Tonight I find myself feeling guilty of running out of time.  Although my mother and I were able to talk this morning on the phone, I relish touching base with her in the evenings to get one more check up on her daily blood pressure and heart rate stats.  Plus, I can tell just by hearing her voice if she truly feels as good as she discloses.

But tonight, my “mommy duties” at home led me in the directions of High Point Village, The Dance Gallery and 88 Keys.  As I was scurrying around Lubbock, Texas with my three blessings embracing each conversation and coveting every moment; the time ticked by quickly.

Time I will never get back with them.  Time I hope, I will always remember.  Time I hope, they will always cherish.

Although that time was precious to me, in the back of my mind, I was aware that my mother, five hours away, in Santa Fe, New Mexico, was probably getting ready to fall asleep and I didn’t want to take the chance of waking her.  I missed out on one opportunity tonight and for some odd reason, I felt guilt.  Not by definition. By disappointment in myself because of mismanaging my time…I guess.

I’m hopeful my light shined in our conversation this morning.  I’m hopeful I wasn’t too tired to “GLOW” while taxing my children around town tonight. God gives us brief moments in time to spread His light whether it is through a phone call, a smile, a gesture, an action…

I’m sure I didn’t actually run out of time tonight.  I’m sure there could always be more time. More opportunities.  I’m also sure God didn’t create guilt!

Stupid guilt!

Looking forward to a good night of rest. Thankful for forgiveness.

Making memories~


Have you called your mother today? Day 6 of 152…A Lesson Learned

Ouch. Stretch. Yawn. Sigh. Snap. Crackle. Pop.

All that just to lift my coffee to my lips.  Okay, maybe that is a tad bid exaggerated. But I am moving slowly.  My body hurts from my hair follicles to my toe nails.

I have overworked my mind and my muscles this week getting my home back in order.

Today, we decorate for Christmas.

Raise the roof kids…I mean the ornament box lid.  It’s time to hang those ornaments. Remember the rules. Neat.  Tidy.  Orderly.  Up. Down.  All the way around.

Wait a minute.  Who am I kidding?  “Live without regrets.”  “Making memories.” “Remember how the blemishes got there.”

So, I calmly let the tidings roll.

One eye open…

Holding my breath…

This isn’t so bad…

Actually, this is fun…

Turn up the music…

This may just very well be may favorite tree we have had as a family.  It is beautifully decorated and the ornaments are perfectly placed.  Even the Lenox ones dangling from the very bottom where the munchkin kitties can attempt to swat them all day and all night with their tiny paws! So fun.

The royal dog, Jackson, overseeing the task at hand.
The royal dog, Jackson, overseeing the task at hand.


Taylor Family Christmas Tree.
Taylor Family Christmas Tree.

No stress.  No directions.  No one quit or complained.  No huffing, puffing or are we done yets.

Lesson learned: letting my children take over today gave me a huge sense of pride. A sense of peace. A sense of calmness.  A sense of security.

I myself sensed those same feelings from my mother as I spoke to her several times today.  She is in pain.  I hate that.  Thankfully she trusts me.  She trusts me to call her nurse for her to relay information.  Together we can adjust her medications and work as a family to help her.

Another one of those, “Wow!” moments.

Making memories~


Have you called your mother today? Day 5 of 152…That Feeling of Peace

Remember the crib scene in Terms of Endearment when Shirley MacLaine quietly sneaks into the nursery to make sure her baby is still breathing?  It is one of those “new Mommy” moments that so many of us have experienced.  Second guessing our every move rather than going with our “mommy gut” or better yet…trusting that God is in control.

I’ve been there as a Mommy many times over.  Hoping.  Praying I made the right choice or decision. I’m sure my parents sat back as if watching a funny movie. Perhaps even thinking, “Wow! We did pretty good.”

Observing my children grow into their teens, I’m finding myself adjusting to the realization that, “Wow! We too are doing a pretty good job.” They are making mostly good decisions.  We will continue to raise them by a Godly example so as they mature, so will their decisions.

So why is it that if my parents did a good job and I’m doing a good job that I’m so worried about the choices my parents are making with their own healthcare?

“It’s complicated.”

The love you have for a child and the love you have for a parent never stops.  Yes, God is ultimately in control of the big things and the small things but that doesn’t mean to sit back and do nothing.

So WHEN you call today, be bold.  Ask about insurance.  Ask about health.  You might even ask about bowel movements! There is no telling where the conversation may lead.  Neither one of you may even realize help was needed.  Kind of like when you were a teenager!

Like our conversation today, it may start off tense because of unwelcomed pain or unwelcomed fears from a new diagnosis.  Hopefully, the conversation will end with a sense of comfort.  Comfort knowing that the two of you will be dealing with it together.

No matter how old you are.  No matter how old your children are.  No matter how old your parents are.  We all need each other.  That’s the whole point.  Isn’t it?  To help one another.

Don’t wait until it’s too late to ask…or to call.

Remind yourself of the greater understanding.  The bigger picture.  The end result.

No matter what.

God is still in control.

Thank you Rachel Aldous for these words from A Mother’s Prayer (Hannah’s Song)…

“May God grant you peace in the midst of a storm,

May God give you strength even when your forlorn,

May you answer the door when Jesus comes knocking,

May wisdom guide you when your mouth is talking,

May discretion protect you and keep you pure,

May you never stumble or fall from the Lord,

May your heart remain humble to the very end,

May uprightness and truth be what you defend,

May the world not ensnare or change who you are,

May the light that’s within you shine like the stars,

May angels surround you body, spirit, mind,

May favor and peace be yours to find,

May rejection and peace never reach you,

May your spirit grow bold for what your called to,

As you rest in God’s care, I will rest too,

Knowing that Jesus is watching over you


Making memories~


Have you called your mother today? Day 3 of 152…Anxiety, Disappointments and Belly Laughs.

The day started with anticipation.  A big appointment was to take place at 2:00 PM.  I knew more than one phone call would occur.  This was the first time my mother would meet with her new cardiologist outside the hospital room without me.

I hated not being able to be with her.  I knew some information would be difficult to hear or maybe even difficult to understand.  The information has been explained many times but it just isn’t sinking in for some reason.  Resistance? Denial? I was thankful I could at least be on conference call during the appointment.

My first call to her was at 8:15 AM my time, 7:15 AM her time, right after I dropped off my children at school.  I wanted to hear her voice.  Assess her mood.  See if I could notice any anxiety.  But all was good.  She was looking forward to getting ready.  She was excited.  This was a positive sign!

She hustled me off the phone with love telling me she would talk to me after the appointment.   Knowing I had two other doctor appointments scheduled for my girls she wished me well and we were off on our days.

2:00 PM could not arrive quickly enough as I finished one motherly duty at my oldest doctor’s appointment, and sat down for the conference call for my next “motherly duty” only to realize it was 1:oo PM in New Mexico! First disappointment of the day.

Off to shower… Wait.. Not enough time for a shower… Second disappointment of the day…kind of.

Third disappointment of the day…my mother didn’t like her doctor, how the appointment went, the news she received…any of it.

Great news at Brooke’s appointment.  No broken fingers.  Whew!

Off to make dinner…

Fourth disappointment of the day…at times my children have absolutely no table manners WHAT SO EVER.  They make sounds I never knew were possible. Eat in ways I never imagined. But, the best part of it all… we laughed so hard at one another we were all in tears. Our tummy’s hurt.  The smiles…the smiles were magical.  I wouldn’t change any of it and I’m so grateful I was here to see it.

Making memories~




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