Post

Post

Shared via AddThis

Facebook | Priscillas Parlor: Save our Downtown!!

Facebook | Priscillas Parlor: Save our Downtown!!

Time will Tell........

It is true,as we grow older we do get weird and turn into the old folks we never thought we would become. It is happening to me as I speak(blog). When I was young I thought anyone over 25 was old,now I am old and I have stopped thinking about it. (see, how weird!) I find myself talking to my inner self(A LOT) and I have very definite opinions I must say. I am not patient with today's children. I find most of the ones I come in contact with,selfish,spoiled and over-bearing. I listen to the little monsters demand,threaten and embarrass their parents,grandparents day in and day out. If I hear the phrase "Oh well,he/she is just a kid" one more time I will evaporate into thin air! Yes, he/she IS just a kid,shut them up and make them respect their surroundings. I don't want to hear the rants of your spoiled,undisciplined kid. Be an upstanding adult figure and teach them to be the same.
On to the next topic, I love autumn! It brings some of my favorite songs to mind, September Morn by Neil Diamond, Autumn Leaves by Eva Cassidy and Fields of Gold by Eva Cassidy. It makes me want to bake bread,rake leaves and remember some times from childhood that warm my heart. (did you notice how my mood suddenly changed? OMG! ) Light a candle and embrace your fleeting youth. I did not expect to grow old but it has a firm hold on me now! I regret any comments I made in my youth regarding old folks,how stupid I was to think it was going to bypass me and I would remain forever young. So now for the moral of this story:
Respect your elders,they may be weird and drift from sane to insane at the drop of a hat,I believe that is because of all the wisdom and life experience that is crammed into our small craniums. We keep shifting it all around in there and sometimes it gets a bit jumbled when we share it with others. Smile at us and remember the same fate awaits you, one day you will feel a tap on your shoulder and it will be old age. It will come a callin' and will not go away,next thing you know....you're blogging about the craziest things! Growing old is not hard to do,it's hard to accept. Once you get past that it's just a matter of being you and not caring what some whippersnapper thinks(yeah,I'm old). I can be odd,say what I feel,be honest,or laugh hysterically ...at nothing! I could not do that when I was young,I was afraid someone would think I was not cool ( I wasn't,I was a nerd but I still tried to pretend I was!) So you can bank on one thing, my young friends,your degrees,accomplishments,and other self accolades will not be what you are remembered for, it's how you lived your life and the kindness,respect you have shown for others, that is the true measure of a life well lived.
How did all this wisdom get stuffed in my tiny head?

Priscilla's Parlor at iOffer

Love the Ones Your With

We learn so many valuable lessons in life. Unfortunately,we learn some of those lessons too late and some of them don't register with us until later in life. As a kid growing up in Northern Illinois my life was so much different than the lives my parents were raised up in. We were not rich but we had all we needed and were provided for by hard working parents that did what they had to do to give us the necessities of life. I am grateful we were not raised like most of the kids in today's world. We were not spoiled and did not think that we had to have the best of everything. We appreciated everything we had and knew that if we wanted something in this life we had to work for it. My dad worked 2-3 jobs to make sure we were dressed nice for school and church and had 3 meals a day around the table with the family. (imagine that!)
No, our lives were not perfect ( I am speaking on behalf of all my dear cousins who had a good ole Holt boy for a father) There were turmoils and hard times for all that had dealings with the Holt/Williams clan. Lots of emotional conflicts and ghost of the past that filtered in and triggered many outbursts that sometimes did not end well. We have all endured them and if I may speak for all,we have turned out to be exceptional people! I don't think you will find too many people left in this harsh world that are as loving and sensitive as us Holt's. Yes I said it,we are wonderful folks that have weathered the mental issues without the help of a psychiatrist or psychoanalyst (for that would be a sin!) I think we turned out to be pretty cool! We are generous,caring,family oriented and most of us are hard workers that are willing to lend a hand if needed and trust in God for His guidance.
So what is the point? We have learned from these things and grown. I want to give us all a pat on the back for being tough,honest and understanding despite our past. We did not become serial killer's,nut cases,or any of the other things that most people use to defend themselves of their bad behaviour. We didn't blame our mother's or father's(maybe once in awhile) we just got on with our lives as best we could and were grateful for what we had. As a result I think we have started bonding with each other more over the past few years and I know I am starting to feel a little "clingy" as our family shrinks in size. And so that is my point! We need each other! Don't let petty things come between you and your family members. It is not worth it! We need to hold on to each other and treasure our time together. We have a gift,a big bunch of great people with a wild mix of issues that have managed to still love each other!
So here is a recap,it's okay to be a little nuts,deal with it and don't inflict it on other's. Now if you'll excuse me I think I will take my medication and take a nap! Love You!

http://www.webspawner.com/users/holthotline/

How Cool is This?!

I know it doesn't look like much but I think this old milk can is soooo cool! It has The Learn Dairy

Rochelle,Illinois imprinted on the front! I am dying to find out what year these were used and when Learn Dairy was in Rochelle. So I am asking for any information anyone can find to help me out! If you have any details comment back on this blog or go to our family website and send me an email http://www.webspawner.com/users/holthotline/

Family

Growing older is proving to be quite a learning experience. Our family is getting smaller if you have not noticed,and I am finding with each passing day how important we are becoming to each other. Sure we have gone our separate ways in life but there is always a thread that keeps us linked and the past few months have been proof of how strong that thread is.

Uncle Ray is battling Alzheimer's and it has taken it's toll on him and the family,resulting in placing him at P.A Peterson in the alzheimer unit where Uncle Tut spent his final days. We have all dealt with the Williams/Holt personalities in one form or the other over the years and I must say what a delightful bunch they CAN be! But I have also seen the Jekyll-Hyde side as well and it can be quite frightening(ask Al)!

Charmer's,they are, those Holt boys! That is what makes these decisions so hard to make. We love the good side of them,but fear that terrible dark side that is associated with the disease. Now I don't totally blame Alzheimer's,I think if you factor in upbringing and other unknown trauma's of a tough childhood in the mix,we may be surprised they turned out as well as they did! I am saddened that we have lost Uncle Ray to this disease,but I am grateful it can be handled by people trained to deal with the situation and I pray that my cousins and dear Aunt Bessie can have some peace and comfort knowing they have done what's best for him and that is what God expects from us.

I can only hope that I can be there for any family member in their time of need and that they would be there for me as well. After all,that is why God made family units,to care for and love each other and share the burdens as well as the wonderful memories that we have all been given in this life. Maybe you cannot be by my side,but if I know I'm in your thoughts and prayers I will know that,and Uncle Ray will know that too! So say a prayer for him each day and ask God to give him a calm and peaceful spirit as he becomes accustomed to his new environment. Ask God to lead the people that care for him and let them see the Uncle Ray that is dear to our hearts. See the good,forget the bad and be grateful for a this wild mix of family we love! I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you all and if you haven't talked to someone in the family for awhile,go write a letter,send an email,post a comment on the website(yes I am still trying to get everyone to look at it once in a while!) http://www.holthotline.com

Send a comment in the guestbook or reply to this blog for Aunt Bessie and I will print them out and give them to her. If I have time to write this and you are reading it,take two minutes to send someone a thoughtful mention. It will make you feel soooooooo good! I promise.

Think About This.....

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've added years to life not life to years. We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better things.We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...Remember; spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent.Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.Give time to love, give time to speak! And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.