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The Four Letter Word


Today’s topic is what many from where I live call the four letter word. I live in Wisconsin and if you’re from here or even visited, you know that one thing we’re known for is cold winters. They do call the city where our football team plays, The Frozen Tundra. 😉 Some absolutely love winter, the cold, and snow. Some like to ski, snowboard, go sledding, ice skate, etc. Though, there are those of us who are not terribly fond of the white stuff. Shoveling, driving in it, and just looking at it after awhile gets old. 😉

Snow is something I have grown accustomed to, as I have lived with white winters my entire life. My personal opinion of the cursed stuff is that it looks beautiful on tree branches and hey, one must have it on Christmas Day. However, I grow very tired of looking at it fairly quickly. I don’t like the snow, ice, slush, and cold weather. I don’t like the darker days. Snow, blech! I often joke around saying that I was born in the wrong state. Some would say to me, ” Why don’t you move?” Well, it’s not so simple to pack up your life and just leave. When your family, friends, and all you’ve ever known is here, it is difficult to truly imagine living anywhere else. I am a Wisconsinite, through the rain, sleet, and snow.

I do think it can be fun for many too and wouldn’t begrudge anyone for enjoying it. Watching kids build snow forts, have snowball fights, make snow angels and snowmen, and just enjoy the wintry days is refreshing. I know too that there’s a place for everything. The earth needs its time to rest and rejuvenate, so then when spring comes, we’re ready for rebirth and renewal. We may complain about the snow and cold in the meantime though. 😉

Since I do live here and endure it every winter, I do try to make the best of it. I look out the window when snow is gently falling and find beauty in it. I like to watch the few creatures who brave our cold beauty frolic in the snow. I do look forward to taking my young daughter sledding and building our snow masterpieces. There’s fun to be had and beauty within it, if we take the time to see it. Even if snow isn’t your cup of tea and you prefer warmer weather, try to see snow’s place in the world around us and appreciate it for the good it brings.


My Tribute to Wisconsin


From the land of the frozen tundra, I say hello

Where cheese is made & beer does freely flow

Born & raised in this place they call Wisconsin

This is where many of my friends are & also my kin


There are times when I dream of moving away

Because of the many cold & snowy days

But in the end, I find it difficult to leave this place

It’s like Cheers here, so many know my name & face


Those I hold most dear to my heart live here

So away from my home land, I am not ready to steer

And hey there are some beautiful sights here to see

Like spring time in Wisconsin, nature in its most wondrous glory


Come with me to Little Green and swim for awhile

Or let us go the Menomonee River Parkway & walk a few miles

See the ducks as they fly over Devil’s Lake

Or gaze upon the glorious sunrises in Cottage Grove as you wake


From Milwaukee all the way up to Green Bay & beyond

This is my home & of it I am quite fond

And even if I should ever from this place depart

Wisconsin will always be where I got my start


And know what no matter where I might be

I will always be loyal to my sports teams

Green & gold run deep within my veins each & every day

As does my love for the Brew Crew, no matter how bad we play


There’s just something about this place I call home

I have had plenty of chances to leave & yet from here I won’t roam

Perhaps someday I will find the strength to leave

But as you can see now, my love for my home is on my sleeve


Wisconsin, how I really do love you

Anyone who knows me knows this to be true

And as it has from the very start

So shall it always be that it has my heart

I’m Ready For Spring


Spring may only be weeks away

Yet it feels like winter is here to stay

I’m trying to be happy about this snowy season

But I’m having difficulty finding even one reason


The cold air makes my skin so very dry

It’s become cracked & so painful that I want to cry

I got my snow on Christmas Day

Now I beg of you winter, please go away


I slip on the ice, my body feels frozen, & the roads become slick

Not to mention that this when it’s the easiest for me to get sick

The sun doesn’t come out nearly enough to play

Causing me to feel more tired, depressed, & resentful of these skies of gray


I know there’s always a rhyme and a reason for each season

But my body has declared that winter’s long stay is treason

Spring, oh where for art thou, won’t you come home?

So that upon green grass & beautiful flowers I might roam


I want to see the season of rebirth, feel the joy of life anew

To sit beneath a tree with its leaves of green, drinking iced tea & eating honeydew

Bask in the sun as we walk our puppy so that she may play in it all day

For your swift return oh spring, I do humbly pray


No I am not going to move far far away

For there are reasons I feel the need to stay

And don’t tell me not to complain about the cold

Surely you know I won’t then do as I’m told


It’s true that then when summer makes its debut

And the days become too hot & humid, I’ll complain about that too

But that’s only because the extreme either way takes its toll on my body

Though when all is said and done, I really do appreciate all of nature’s beauty


The snow, the ice, the changing of the leaves, the sun, the wind, & the rain

They’re all needed, it’s just that after awhile, each can become a pain

And right now, that is what winter has become to me

A pain for my skin, my lungs, my joints, most especially my back & knees


I know that you have your place winter, that there’s a reason you exist

But, it’s nearly your time to go, of this I strongly insist

Let my body thaw, mind rejuvenate, and heart rejoice

In the coming of spring’s most wondrous & melodious voice

Ivory Beauty


Looking out my window on this cold wintry night

I see our quiet little street covered in a sea of white

So pure is its frozen beauty

Come quickly, tell me what do you see?


The only movement is the wind blowing in the trees

And my how beautiful they are covered in ivory

While the road remains still & silent

I feel at ease and for once not so defiant


For you see, generally when this weather comes

Depression hits and the more restless I become

Yearning for the world to be warm, beautiful, & green

But looking outside right now, I find there’s still beauty to be seen





Winter Can Be Kind Of Swell


Through the wind and the freezing rain

It becomes increasingly difficult to ignore the pain

My knees are crying out to me

It would be best for us to rest, can you not see?


Tis the season when Bronchitis stalks me

I beg with all my might for it to flee

But like a stubborn child unwilling to submit

It decides it’s going to be something of a twit


Soon the snow will be here for a long unwanted stay

Though I ask it politely to leave, it won’t go away

Get out the shovels, coats, hats, gloves, boots, & snowbrushes too

Make way for slick roads, icy sidewalks, cold days, and say hello to the flu


Oh but it’s not as bad as I make it seem

See how upon the trees the snow gleams?

There’s sledding, skating, skiing, snowmobiling, and forts to build as well

Sometimes I admit, I suppose winter can be kind of swell


Reading a book all curled up under my favorite fuzzy blanket

And watching the Packers play on our awesome television set

Hot meals, hot cocoa, a warm fire, Christmas, and some cuddling too

It’s not so bad when I remember I get to spend it with you






Snow and a little history

We finally get a break from shoveling snow today! 🙂 It’s February 9th and so far, I have shoveled more days than I haven’t. 😉 Oh, Calgon, take me away! *laughs ruefully* I live in a house that’s on the corner and anyone else who has knows it’s a pain because you have more shoveling to do than the rest of the block, except the house across the street. 😉 The lady that lives there is old enough to be my grandma’s mom, she’s been there a long time. Luckily, she has grandchildren and great-grandchildren who help her. A lot of the families who live on the court have lived here for longer than I have been alive, though some now have passed on or moved into retirement homes. The newer families that live here seem to be pretty nice. I am grateful to have a peaceful neighborhood to live in.

I have lived here on and off since I was a baby. This house has been in my family since my grandpa was a young boy. He grew up here with his three brothers and two sisters. All that is left of them now are my two great-aunts. My great-uncle just passed away at the end of January this year. Hmm. There are so many memories in this house. When my grandpa and his siblings were grown, their parents rented the place out for a little while. Later, my grandpa and grandma bought it and raised my mom and two uncles here. My mom married at 18 and took off. The marriage didn’t last long and in the end, she dated my dad, it too didn’t work out and she was back here at the age of 20, nearly 21 with a baby in tow.

We lived here until I was four and a half and then my mom got an apartment for us in West Allis. We moved around a bit, ended up in Madison after she graduated college and found commuting a pain. I will fill you in on my years in between some other time, but for now, back to my experiences here. At the age of 17, nearly 18, my mom had me move in with my grandma. There’s a long story to tell at a later date. After that, I moved in and out. Every time an experience went bad or I was just unhappy, I moved back here. My grandma was my saving grace more than once. This was somewhere I could always call home.

When I was 23, only for a few months, I’d found out I was pregnant. I packed my stuff up and moved from Appleton back here to Milwaukee, once again. It was said I should be with family at a time like this. I lived here until my son was four and a half. Oh Deja Vu, yeah, it visited me a lot. So much of my mom’s history became my own.

I vowed then I would never return to this house, that I would be on my own for good and never need to come back here. It was too much tending to the house, cleaning up after two grown adults who should be able to take care of themselves. The other adult in question was my uncle, who had moved in a week after I did due to a divorce. 😦 That was a rough time for him and his four boys. Anyway, so I was on my own and it was nice living in a two story townhouse, providing for my son and myself. Circumstances brought me to Appleton once more, trying to live in the same town as my son’s dad so we could have equal time with our child. It didn’t work out and I ended up back here with limited time with my son once more.

Well, let me bring you to 2012, July. Those who have followed my blog for awhile know the story, some of you don’t. Let me share this with all of you. I’d been worried about my grandma for some time and finally I couldn’t handle it anymore. I was on the phone with my mom, saying we needed to get her help. Eventually, calls were placed to the Dept. of Aging and they met with my mom and grandma first. She was admitted to the hospital because of extremely high blood pressure. As it turned out, she’d not been taking her medicine for at least a year or so and she needed to get things under control. She fought it, but was willing to be admitted if she could ride with my mom. She was there for about five days and in that time, my uncle had been gone working at Scout camp. The house was in bad shape and we couldn’t let her return home, so I got the city involved and they deemed the house inhabitable. When released from the hospital, she went to an assisted living place on a temporary basis. Later, my uncle (the youngest of the three) in Minnesota had me bring her there so they could look after her while we worked on the house, saving her a lot of money and giving them some time together.

Working on the house was a long project, never ending it seemed. Nerves were frayed, lots of arguing was involved. In the end, it was decided that my uncle who lives here in Wisconsin and had been living with my grandma since his separation would be moving out and staying with a friend; I then would be moving in and looking after my grandma.

October of 2012 made its way here and on the 23rd, three months to the day since the mess had begun, I was fully moved in and unpacked and Grandma was home. It’s been one heck of a journey. A month after this chapter began for us, she had a stroke and we then found out she’d had prior ones and no one knew, including her. It’s been rough to say the least. Little did I know what I’d signed up for. It’s become more than just making her take her medicine every day, doing her laundry, cooking, cleaning, etc. She falls and I have to watch out for her now and some times it is so difficult, sometimes I just want to throw in the towel, throw my hands in the air, wave the white flag, and say I AM DONE! Getting her to and from appointments is a chore now, helping her to the car and preventing her from falling can be a challenge. When her speech slips and trying to make sense of what she’s saying can be rough, but usually after a few moments, she regains control and I can understand her once more. She is fighting this so hard, so stubborn and so determined to not let this beat her. She has been a role model for me since childhood and even though she’s not that strong and vital woman who can do anything now, she’s still so set that she’s going to keep going for as long as she can. I look up to her even now. And though I am the one caring for her now, she still tries to look out for me now and then. She has been the one to look after me for so much of my adult life and when she feels particularly strong and sees I am struggling, she tries to be there for me.

Sometimes my temper is short and I feel bad. It’s not always easy for me, for either of us. I know she is struggling with aging, with admitting she’s not who she once was, with needing help. My heart breaks for her. I am glad that I haven’t given up. This has helped me to grow and to mature in ways I didn’t know I needed. Being her beacon after all the years she’s been mine is rewarding. Being able to help the woman who has given me so much is a blessing, even in its darkest moments.

So even when I am bickering under my breath while shoveling, raking, cleaning up spills, arguing with her to change clothes, and everything in between, I am grateful to be here, to be helping her, keeping her out of a nursing home for as long as I can. I want her to be here, to be home for as long as I am physically able to be here for her. Sometimes I need to vent just to release some steam, sometimes I need a few me moments by taking a long bath or escaping to my room to read or bowl league so that I can be at 100% for her. I am going to keep fighting, fighting for her and fighting for us. She is my grandma, been another mom to me, and been a friend. I thank God for the trials, for the difficult times, just as I thank Him for the joyous times. They all shape me into who I am and who I will be. God brought me here for a reason. Through it all, I am blessed.

Oh and thank you for all of the support given to me through all of this. I have had some amazing people in my life, listening to me when I have a rough day, hugging me, letting me cry, making me laugh, praying for us, and just being phenomenal. I love you all.


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