Shhh,,,can you hear a sigh of relief? Halloween is over for another year. For the mothers that made those costumes, they should get a badge of honor. I remember those days. Making them a size or two larger to accommodate a coat was a necessity. Michigan Octobers are cold.

Halloween isn’t the only time costumes are donned. Back in the day of my childhood, we dressed up for church. Flying on an airline, travelers donned their good duds. Later on, work places allowed casual Fridays, veering from the business casual of the week.

Living near an international electronic business, I see employees out and about in ultra-casual attire. They could turn the tables and have a dress for success Friday. Time has changed and I’m not certain if its for the better or worse.

Through the years I have witnessed these changes, not just in our wardrobe, but the behavior of people as well. When dressed nicely, people don an attitude of  civility towards each other. Those who put time and thought into how they present themselves are respected.

Tim is a case in point. He lamented, “My wife makes such a big deal about how I dress for work. But I like wearing jeans and a sweatshirt, they’re comfortable.” Not to argue his point, but when he presented ideas or wishes concerning his position, he wasn’t taken seriously. It sincerely brought him down.

I tried to make him understand, but not sure he bought it. “The thing is Tim, how you present yourself to others is a reflection on both you and your wife. She thinks highly of you and knows you deserve the respect that comes with what you bring to the company.”

Years ago, our son Jamie earned a two-week scholarship to the National School of Music. It was a big deal for us; as we readied him for the school, there were regulations we had to abide by. He was required a certain color of pant, shirt and belt. The purpose was not lost on us.

Students from all walks of life came for the focused classes they provided. By everyone having the same attire, it leveled the playing field. Class and social distinction was eliminated and gave the students the opportunity to form lasting friendships, no matter the background.

Getting back to Halloween, perhaps we should have more input in what our children put on. If they are going to act out that character, it could be to their detriment. I wouldn’t want my little Superman to try flying out a window. No one would want their young one dressed like a act like one. Better to stick with innocent figures; angels would be good!

Back to School Shopping

Back to School Ad

Mothers with children in tow were milling everywhere.  The wails of the boy could be heard above the din of the shoppers.

“Momma, nooo!

Small children, too young to be involved in the clothing hunt ran amuck between display racks.

The young boys voice rose in volume, “But I don’t want to!”

Mom’s response was unintelligible.

Long lines to the fitting room ran out into the store as shoppers waited impatiently for their turn to try selections on.

By now the little guy is sobbing, “Please don’t make me!”

This time the mothers impatient voice could be heard, “I’ll stand right here blocking everyone from seeing you.” 

Surely, this mom wasn’t making her son undress out in public? What was she thinking?

My Heart Aches

Each new school year, this memory comes back to haunt me. My heart aches for this little guy who has now reached manhood.

I wonder what his relationship is with his mother now? How marred is his adulthood from this childhood experience? Home is the place of learning respect, in giving and receiving.

The Old Creed

Respect is a small word with huge implications. Sensitivity to others is key, in-home or out. An old creed from my past is worth keeping in mind.  Do unto others as you would have done to you. 

My Two Moms


A tribute to my two Moms. One gave me life, the other gave me her son.

Isn’t it interesting how much love grows when we no longer have what we once had? In my youth, I didn’t give my mother the respect and admiration she deserved. My eyes never saw what she had experienced, bringing her into motherhood. I made the mistake of comparing her to my mother-in-law, whom I had seen events that changed her life.  So my lack of facts influenced this immature mind. But I know now Mom, thank you for your loving and humble perseverance as I grew to be a Mom myself.

Oh yes, that lovely promotion to motherhood, that opens our eyes to how much we don’t know after all!

What I witnessed and/or heard about my mother-in-law led me to believe she had a challenging life. In one particular conversation she surprised me  saying she never felt anger at God for the hard places she was in. What a lesson that taught me! Life is what it is. Its how we respond to circumstances that makes all the difference in the world.

That’s why these photos I’m sharing are in their young adult years. Like all of us, they started out in life with hope in an unknown future. What took place in our Mom’s life prior to motherhood is a mystery, but says everything about who they grow to be. Events come and circumstances go, but in the process give us the means to know God better as He molds our life in accordance to his plan for each of us.

Thank you Lord, for my two Moms, I love them dearly. They have moved to their eternal homes, but because they remain in my heart they continue to live. Happy Mother’s Day!