Its Time to Do More Than Just Point Fingers!!

IT as been sometime since I posted, and honestly I had no intention of chiming in on the conversation following the terrible tragedy in Connecticut.   Families there have barely had time to grieve and we are already pointing fingers at one another for who is to blame.  I have tried to stay positive and believe that this act of evil does not out weigh the goodness that is in most people in this world.  

However the constant bombardment of postings is just too much for me to keep quiet about.  I am sure I will offend, upset and perhaps even be "unfriended" or "unfollowed" by the end of this blog, but saying everyone needs to carry a gun, arm our teacher's and even the most ridiculous of allowing kids to bring weapons to protect themselves is just absurd.  In the same sense blaming video games, movies,    or the abominable snowman or whatever the scapegoat is this specific day, are the cause of this evil that one individual chose to carry out.  

Do I believe we have a gun problem in the United States?  Yes!! As someone who grew up in Montana, I understand the right to bear arms.  I personally own a couple guns. But owning a firearm also comes with certain responsibility.  Just like in everything else Education is key in teaching gun safety.  I also believe that this right requires knowing and assuring they are kept locked and out of the wrong hands.   As much as I respect everyone's right to own a weapon, I draw the line at any civilian ever needing an assault rifle.  There is not one good reason you can give me why anyone under God's green grace needs to have one of these in their possession. 

Many have claimed that video games and movies give kids these ideas, and desensitizes them to violence and the understanding that dead is dead!!  Once again I throw this reasoning out the window.  A normal person knows the difference between right an wrong, and blaming these for the epidemic that seems to be sweeping our nation is just wrong.

I do think we all have a part and a responsibility in making sure tragedies like what happened last Friday never happen again.   How do we do that?  By stopping pointing fingers and actually doing something!!

I believe the media needs to stop airing every second of these types of events.  Giving this much attention to evil only attracts more evil.  Yes as much as we all want to know details, rushing to be the first with the story, even if it means printing  inaccurate details does nothing to help the situation.   During this tragedy in Connecticut, I made an active choice NOT to watch any coverage on TV.  While I read stories, and saw pictures, I wasn't overwhelmed with images, music and a production on someones worst day.  We have families that are just starting to bury their loved ones.  There is no need to run these stories of these poor families in their worst time.  Let them grieve in private!!  

If you own firearms, not only do you make sure yours are secure, but how about volunteering in teaching gun safety or donating some gun locks to your local law enforcement agency to help distribute.  How about working positively in making sure EVERY firearm in the U.S. is registered and does not fall into the wrong hands.  

If you think video games and violent movies are the downfall of a generation, how about becoming a volunteer at a youth center, or become a big brother or sister.  Lets help mentor the next generation and get them active and motivated in something that truly will benefit our community.

We have a serious issue of mental health in this country.  Yes this time of year around the holidays, always seems to increase depression.  That in conjunction with a bad economy with so many people facing hard times elevates it even more.

The word Obamacare stirs raw emotion in this country, and I do not want to go down that road, however somehow, someway we need to make it easier and more accessible for folks who need help to get help!!

As I try to wrap this up, I really hope you take a look at what you say, or post.  Instead of just passing on some easily shared picture, get involved and become part of the solution.  Show some compassion for your fellow being and lets work together to solve problems.  Despite whatever differences we all may have, we need to figure out how to get along and live in harmony.  

 I leave you with Matthew 25: 40  "The King will reply 'Truly I tell you , whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers and sisters of mine, you did for me.'

How Well Are YOU Connected?

I started my day like most, opening my computer, checking the news and firing up a few of the many Social Media accounts I have. I have a pattern of  looking to check if it's anyone's Birthday.  (Thank You Facebook for this!  It makes not forgetting someone very manageable.) As it turns out, it happened to be a friend and peer from Montana's Birthday!   I took a couple moments to wish her a Happy Birthday.

Needless to say, I was the one who got a smile when a little later in the morning, I received a message back thanking me, but also figuring I would have "Tweeted" her Birthday Wish.  Well not to let someone be disappointed,  I had to oblige, but I wanted to be an overachiever... I decided to see how many "Platforms" we were friends on, that could share her Birthday wishes.

My lunch hour was spent thinking of the many platforms we were connected on.  Facebook, Twitter, Google +, Linkedin, Skype, YouTube, Klout.  I had hit seven!  Success right?  Wrong!


One more little message had me looking again.  In a day of connections using social media, I had forgotten some very simple easy connections.  EMAIL!! So, messages were sent than to both personal and work email accounts.  Lets not forget  texting!


In a day where we have so many options to communicate with friends and family is it strange the most obvious option, of just picking up the phone was overlooked?    Well, not if you know me.   Those of you who know me, know how much I dislike actually talking on the phone so I could have "called" her cell, home, and work, but, ya that's not gonna happen.

We also found a  couple more options!  Yay for Google Voice and Google Talk!  As I chatted with Tanja a bit more, I found it funny, when she commented I may have more ways of communicating with her, than her husband.

The Moral of the story, In an age where we are only a click away from someone, don't overlook the simple options of keeping in contact.  Whether a simple phone call, text message or a unique YouTube video, take a moment and make someone else smile!

And Tanja, for the record, and tally I hit Ten!! Wait with this Blog all about you we're at Eleven, and when I share it with Facebook, Twitter, Google +, HeHe ..... HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! 

The End of a Family Line

I am going to start off and premise this blog, in stating that this one really has more of a thought cleansing for me.  There is no real lesson learned at this moment.  Just me, working through something in my life.

This morning I woke up to the news of a family member's passing back home. He was beloved by the community and over the years he was given the nickname of "Mayor of Park City."  I was saddened to hear of his passing, and have many fond memories of Darrell over the years from the early days of smoking fish with him and Uncle Pete, to many memories including the Fire Dept.

Yet the thing that struck me to the heart was the context of the comment that informed me of this news.  The message went on to say... "Sad! End of that family line."    Darrell like me had never married, never had any children of his own.  His  only siblings passed away when they were only infants.  Yes, Darrell was the end of that line of the Franks.

This really had me thinking today about my own mortality.   Even though I have a wonderful sister and three precious nieces, I too am the last Frank male in my family line.  Will this be the same comment that will be said about me when I pass away?  This has really bothered me all day.

I did not choose to be single this long in my life. I did not choose this journey in which life has taken me.  Yet it is the life I have, and for the most parts, I would not change the journey I have taken.  I have had some wonderful experiences in my lifetime and through being a youth leader, Sunday School teacher, and even subbing in the schools, have always felt like I have kids of my own.  In fact I still enjoy the conversations when a some of my former youth students who are now adults, with families of their own, call me or we chat to catch up.

Today hit me a little hard, and I know this will pass in time, yet today I do not want to be just a memory.  Just as I have wonderful memories of my grandparents, and family stories passed down over the years, I want to be part of those stories for future generations of our family.


This is also reason for us to remember:  Love your Family while they are here.  Not only when they are gone!  We cannot turn back the hands of time.  Live Today with no regrets, as tomorrow is not promised.

Darrell may be gone, however he had a much bigger family in the community of Park City. I hope the memories of him, as part of the Park City Family will live on for generations.

San Fran....A Sibling Get Together...

With Many Hidden Extra's!

My sister will be the first to agree that we were not the closest growing up.  Sometimes as we sit back now and talk about our childhoods, it almost seems we grew up in two different worlds.  However, as we have aged, we truly have become close and I love the relationship I now have with my sister.

When I was back in Montana this summer, we came up with this novel plan of a little get away and to take in a baseball game.  After checking schedules, and dates available, it was settled.  San Francisco was the destination.

We both flew in of a Thursday evening, and after meeting up at the airport in Oakland, we took on the Bay Area Rapid Transit System to find our ways into Downtown San Francisco and our Hotel.  Well this is where Extra #1 occurred.  We had decided to share a room.  Well there was a mix-up and that room had just one bed.  There were no extra rooms available at the hotel we were at or in the area, so a little nest I made on the floor for 3 days...

After we got settled, we decided we needed to grab something to eat, so we headed down to this recommended steakhouse.  As we checked it out, the little Irish Pub Bar sounded like a much better option.  I am so glad we did.  After eating, we were sitting there having a beer when in comes this group all dressed in U.S.A.  athlete outfits.  I mean wrestling singlets, Boxing Trunks, Swim speedo's, and Gymnast gear.

After a few minutes and of course my sister's outgoing personality we learned that these were the San Diego Padre Rookies and as part of their "Initiation" they were out on the town.  Seems when they got back to their lockers, their suits were gone and these outfits were in their place.  We had a blast talking and laughing with several of them for a good part of the evening.. For the highlight story of that night tho you better ask my sister.

Friday morning we got up early and had a plan of sites we wanted to see.  As we headed to Powell St. to catch the Cable Car Trolley, we realized we weren't gonna get on one of these anytime soon.  Shawna and I decided our best plan was to start hiking it up over the hill and hopefully catch one a little less full along the way.  No such luck, but it was a great way to see a great part of the city as we made it up and down the streets of SF on our way to Fisherman's wharf.


As we started along the waterfront, our first stop was the U.S.S. Pampanito and U.S.S. Jeremiah.  Aboard Jeremiah we had a great viewpoint as the Space Shuttle Endeavor circled the bay area giving everyone a glimpse.. WOW  a piece of history witnessed.   As we continued along the waterfront we took a cruise of the harbor getting to see up close both the Golden Gate Bridge and the Bay Bridge.  Good call Cody!  We took a trip through the wax museum, Pier 39 shops, including seeing Jeff Barnes from the Oakland Raiders signing autographs, and the Aquarium along the way as we ventured closer and closer to AT&T Park for the Giants game.

And what a Giants game to attend!  We saw them honor both past and the most current 2012 Olympians including Swimmer Nathan Adrian and Women's Water Polo Gold Winning Scorer Carli Lloyd.  Along with that, we also witnessed Buster Posey winning the Willie Mac award. The Giants won the game, and the following night they clinched post season.  What a night to witness.

Saturday we decided to take it a little easier.  A cab ride took us to Lombard Street to start our day.   This little windy one block is known as the "crooked street in the world."  From there we ventured down the hill where we just stumbled upon the Maritime park.  It was a much more low key and slower paced than Friday was.  The only real place we had to be on time... Alcatraz.

I gotta say, I don't think any trip to San Francisco should be complete without going onshore at the "Rock"  I was amazed as I walked about the island and through the cell block listening to the audio tour from both former inmates and guards as they told the stories of Alcatraz.  But our unexpected surprises didn't end there.  Aboard our cruise boat taking us over to the island were a bunch of folks all dressed the same in basketball warmup gear.  As it turns out, they were part of the 1 on 1 "King of the Rock" basketball tourney that would be played there that evening.  Within the crew filming was a fellow Montanan who was missing Bobcat Homecoming along with me...

As we finally got back to the mainland, we ventured back to the hotel, cleaned up a bit before venturing down the block to try some different cuisine.. On the menu was Moroccan, Belly Dancers included!

It truly was a great couple days.  Sharing my first taste of San Fran with  my sister will be a memory I will always hold close.  It was such a fun little trip, and I can't wait for the next Sibling Adventure!!

Oh Alaska State Fair How I Miss Thee

The Alaska State Fair kicked off  Thursday August 23rd.  For those of you who may not know, this has been my home away from home the past few years for 3 weeks at the end of August, first part of September.  For me, not being there this year is just another of the many  changes in my life this past year.

Although I am not there, Alaska State Fair is still a big part of my life. I have made some very good friends both because of and within the Alaska State Fair. Along with that, I have friends that have once again traveled up there for this years fair.

All of this got me thinking about the Fair.  The fair was a lot of hard work, long hours, lack of sleep lots of cool wet weather, but of course there are some great things I will miss this year...There is a real uniqueness to the ASF in comparison to other fairs I have attended.

People - Over the past few years I have made some very good friends in Alaska.  Many with the help of Social Media now make it easy to keep in contact with them all year long.  This includes folks from Montana, Washington, and Oregon who traveled up with me as part of the supervisory team, Staff of the Alaska State Fair that I worked side by side with,  and those I had the privilege of supervising over the years.  They truly have become my "ASF Kids!"

Food - Fair food takes on a whole new meaning in Alaska... Yes there are a few of the common fair food vendors, but the local homegrown specialty food items far out number them, and oh the flavors and smells.  A few of my favorites include the bread bowl soups, loaded potato, fresh salmon salad, glacier pizza, loaded local version of the philly steak, and the nacho's muchos.

The Location -  I don't know of another fair location that is surrounded by such beauty.  ASF sits right in the heart of the MAT-SU Valley.  Beautiful mountains surround the valley and even a glacier can be seen close by.  One of the traditions every year wqas seeing how quickly summer would end and fall would arrive during the fair, capped off with what the locals call "termination dust" (first snow) atop one of the mountains.

The Entertainment -  It has amazed me over the years to see some of the entertainment that ASF has attracted.  My job during the fair really didn't allow me to take many of the shows in however I was able to slip away at least a couple times each year to catch bits and pieces of some great shows including Rodney Atkins, Kenny Rogers, Colbie Caillat, and Garrison Keillor.

 The Gardens - Each year I have been amazed at the flowers and gardens around the ASF grounds.  Not only because of thinking that this is Alaska, and they would not have such a growing season for such beauty, but also the time and care they put into all of them. Each year they all have a theme.  I have never seen such beauty and colors as each of these are transformed each year. This years theme is full of blues, like the ocean with plants in the form of seals.     Along with gardens are the half whiskey barrels all over the grounds.  There is an entire crew who early each morning makes the rounds watering and caring for all of them.

The Vegetable Displays -  Home of the giant cabbage and pumpkins!!  Even with a very short growing season, they grow some amazing vegetables because of the very long days of sunlight during that summer.  Besides the cabbages and pumpkins, there is a huge botany  display that I always tried to grab a glance at.

Our Bunks

The Accommodations - No list would be complete in talking about our annual trip if I didn't mention where we stayed.  The last couple years I worked the fair, summers were so busy, I joked I saved all my camping for 1 - three week camping trip.  The entire experience is something that reminds me of church camp.  Old trailers that had been converted into bunkhouses.  We also had the "Clubhouse" which served as our kitchen, laundry room, and shower house.

One of the Unique Booths at AS

The fair is truly an amazing place.  The People, the booths, everything is unique about Alaska State Fair.  I Strongly suggest following their Alaska State Fair Facebook Page, and if you ever get to Palmer at the end of summer take in the ASF!!

Everyone is Replaceable... Or are We???

I've heard it time and time again, "Anyone can be Replaced!"  With the field I work in, we build plans so that if something happens to one person, someone else can step in and things continue.  I totally understand the concept on continuity in business and government.  In fact I believe as a concept it is crucial for emergency situations.  Certain things need to be done to restore and put in place life safety measures.  It it also imperative for public trust in their local leaders that everything will be Okay.  Having plans in order to help pick up the pieces and continue on I think, as a process is important, but I think we overlook the personal side.

We have become so focused on the almighty dollar, I think we forget how much some folks do in boosting moral and actually caring for the folks they are in charge  of.  Personally, this is something I hope I can always keep in perspective.  From the early days as the Fire Chief, to later days as a supervisor and manager, I always have held the philosophy that I would never ask someone to do something I was not willing to do myself.  When I was subbing in the schools, I saw this on a day in and day out basis of teachers who were tremendous mentors of the next generation, giving selfishly of themselves and connecting with students like none other.  I think we all can relate to this.  We all have one or two favorite teachers from our pasts that hold a special place in our lives.

Fairgrounds at Alaska State Fair

Bobcat Stadium

So why in a day when the majority of society is living paycheck to paycheck, do we work so hard to minimize the importance and uniqueness we each bring to the table?  As many of you know, and that is how we became friends, I worked for a company doing staffing at events
in the Billings, Wyoming and Alaska area part time.  I started doing this on a whim for a friend who was short
staff one year for the N.I.LE..  I said "no" I can't even remember how many times before I finally agreed to help out.  Needless to say a little over three years later that one time event became a part time position that  had taken me places, allowed me to see entertainers I would have never imagined or spent money on, but there was more to it.  I liked who I was working for, and I liked who I worked with.  We became a little family.  Just like my days on the Fire Department, we learned who we could count on when we needed help. This was not only while we were working an event, but in everyday life. The long hours and days involved in working some of the events all paid off knowing we had done a good job.  Not only was the person we worked for appreciative, we knew the client was also satisfied.

The Midway at one of the fairs

Kenny Rogers Performing at Alaska State Fair

Things changed the first of December last year, and new management was brought in.  I was included in this, at first but realized I could not fill the shoes of the person I was asked to.  Let alone the fun was gone. It now was just a job, and my family was still fractured.  As much as I was relying on the income from this job, I knew it was not worth the headaches and stepped away.  Looking back it was the best decision I could have made.  As I look from the outside in now, I see a crumbling empire failing.   Yes the corporation is bigger than one person, but the loyalty was to a person we cared for and considered a friend not the corporate headpiece a thousand miles away.


I think this is just another example of how little of an impact we place on having the right person in charge.  I think many overlook the human factor as they choose someone to manage or supervise within their organization. The right person can make or break it, and replacing someone can have long term consequences that far outweigh any small issue that might lead in replacing key management.    We are all human, and want to feel like we belong and are part of something we believe in and are proud of.  There must be a personal connection.

So yes everyone can be replaced, however no ONE is replaceable!

Lets Talk Shop!!

This week, there are a number of live crisis' going on throughout the United States.  Wildfires are raging in Colorado, and Tropical Storm Debby is creating havoc in the Gulf Region.  Watching weather, I am seeing Red Flag Warnings popping up for areas all over Montana.  Part of my job is watching and sharing information to keep people informed, not only of the hazard, but what they need to do.  Anytime a family member or friend asks for information on a certain fire, or hazard, I am more than happy to do my best in finding them the links to the most up-to-date information, however I think its important for you to understand a few things you need to do to stay informed and how you too can find the information you  might be searching for.

 Photos from the Derby Fire

To start, I believe you have a responsibility to be prepared yourself.  As these major disasters strike, it could be DAYS where you may be out of your home, if not longer.  Think about what you may need.  If you were told you had 30 minutes to leave your home or less, not knowing when you could return, do you have what you need easily accessible?  Ready.gov has made some easy check lists for what to consider in making a kit, and a plan.  PLEASE check it out.

Buts lets talk about communication.  Many today, (including myself) no longer have a land line in my home.  I rely on my mobile phone, along with a Voice Over Internet Phone (VOIP) to communicate.  Now, the mobility of these services are great, but there are also some drawbacks.  Did you know UNLESS you register your mobile phone or VOIP with your local area Emergency Dispatching Center, your number will NOT be included if they need to use Reverse 911 to notify you of a danger or in the need to evacuate an area.  You easily can do this by taking a a couple minutes and going to the webpage of your county/provider and listing your address along with the phone number. Mobile phones also have a couple other disadvantages.  We all rely on cell towers to connect our signal to who we are trying to get ahold of.  In an emergency, those cell towers can be overwhelmed pretty quickly if everyone in an area is trying to use them at once to contact a loved one outside the area.  It has been proven though that a text message can make it out when a call wont.  Learn and use text messaging in an emergency to let loved ones know you are alright.  The other issue is battery life.  As we use our phones more and more, we recharge constantly.  How long would your phone last without power?  Just like I carry back up batteries for flashlights, weather radio, its important to consider a back up power brick for your phone.  They are available for as little as $30 and well worth the investment.   Make sure you take the time to register your phone so you are included in emergency notifications. Don't forget to update this info if you move.

Benedict Gulch Fire

Now Social Media has become a big deal, heck if you are reading this, you are using social media. Just like when I was a kid, there was the "party lines," and we all tuned in at 5:30 and 10:00 to find out the news for the day, now it is available to us 24/7.   It can be a great way of sharing information and catching up with loved ones, but its also a great source of understanding what is going on and what you need to do.  There is a long list of  Social Media sites you can use.  I mainly use Facebook, Google + and Twitter.  Learn how to use them, "Like" or "Follow" your area Emergency Management agencies.  Many are now using them.  Learn how they are using them, and what #hashtags they may be using to follow in gathering information.

 Above:  Derby Fire, 

Below: Countryman Creek Fire

I encourage you to do some research and be ready, be prepared, be informed!  Please seek out someone who can help you if you need help in any of these areas.  I am more than willing to help anyone understand how to determine who and what they may need to consider to be prepared.  I LOVE Talk'n Shop!!  

"and Family is Crazy!":

Growing up on a farm I became familiar with "The grass is greener on the other side of the fence."  Certainly the cattle believed this. They were constantly finding and testing the fences around the farm. Even with an electrical wire added, they would just seem to know when something would short it out, and they would make their move.  I'm not sure how many hours I spent chasing, sorting cattle, and fixing fence as a kid.  Other than a few scares from the T-posts and some barbed wire, I will admit this was one of my favorite "jobs" growing up.  Most of the time it meant time spent on my horse, 'Steale."  Time spent with him, was always something I looked forward to.  I think he understood me growing up better than anyone else.   He was my escape when I wanted to get away.  I'm sure he will be a topic for a future post.

Like cattle, we too look for "greener grass" as we branch and make our own ways into the world.  Looking back over my childhood, I was very blessed in having so much of my extended family so close by.  Almost all of my Aunts and Uncles, and both sets of Grandparents lived within 20 miles.  This meant seeing them often and as I recently saw, "My cousins were my first friends."  Family get togethers were frequent, and we were all part of each other's lives.   As we grew, this same closeness also seemed like such an hindrance.  As any normal teenager, I wanted to spend times with my friends, not my family.  What was even more irritating was that growing up in such a small town, EVERYONE knew your business, and many times, if you did something, your parents knew before you even got home.

As many, I couldn't wait to get out and spread my own wings.  Its funny where life takes us.  Even after going away to college, I found myself back in that same small town close to family.  I know I didn't talk to them as often as I should have, but it was comforting knowing they were all there.  A peace just knowing, if  and when I may need them, I knew they would all be there to rally around me and help to hold me up no matter what.  That's what family is for.  Support and love unconditionally.

That "family" also became some other folks.  I've heard it many times, that "you can pick your friends, but you can't pick your family."  Well what if your friends become part of your family?  Over the years, I have met some people, that I would argue are "family" to me.  Family can take many different shapes and sizes.  As a single person I know this.  Now I love spending time with my family, but as we grow, family members start their own families.  As much as those close to us try to make us feel welcome, its hard not to feel like an third wheel tagging onto their activities.  So, my friends, have become my family.  We may look different, have different backgrounds, beliefs, and experiences, but they have also had a profound influence on me just as my own family has.   They have helped "round" some of my beliefs.  They have stood by and been a shoulder to cry on when I was hurting, too embarrassed to admit my failures within my blood family.  They were the first ones I messaged when I had some good news to share.  They were the ones that spent hours on the hiking trails with me, enjoying a great cup of coffee or grabbing a pint.

Now that I find myself once again separated at least by distance by my "Family," its funny the little things you miss, even some of the things that drove you crazy when you were nearby and able to see them on a regular basis.  I don't think I would admit that I am homesick.  I realized that when I was back during Memorial Day Weekend, but I do realize how much I miss "Family."

In time, a few more folks will come into my life and my "family" will once again grow.  New people are introduced into my life almost daily, but they have a ways to go till they pass my "3 year rule."   Until than, its good to hear about those family members however far apart we may be currently.  And if you are looking for a vacation destination this summer, the Pacific Northwest is an awesome place to visit!  Oh ya, and I do have a spare room!!

Hurry up and Wait!

Sitting here this Monday morning, I find myself waiting on the Internet provider to show up and provide me with a better, faster Internet option than my wireless card I have been been using and going over my plan coverage since I moved to Vancouver.  I am happy the window for the technician to show up is only two hours instead of the old 4 hour window, but still here I sit. 

As I clean, do laundry and some bookwork to past the time, I gaze outside at what a nice day it is and keep thinking how much  I would prefer to get outside, and enjoy the sunshine.  It also brings to mind how much time we spend waiting. 

Waiting for all things from the bus, in line, on hold, for our  meal to arrive, sitting at a traffic light, waiting for a new movie to come out, a song to download, the list is endless.  I'm sure there is a statistic out there somewhere about the amount of time we wait over a lifetime.  But lets face it, in a time where we want our news, food, music, our friends, messaging, everything we do at our fingertips and instantaneously.  Gone are the days where we only get our news at 5 pm on the prime time channels.  Gone are the days where you wait for an artist to come out with a new LP/Cassette/CD  so you can buy it and hear all the new songs. Gone are the days when  "Aunt Bea" or mom would be in the kitchen all day long just to prepare dinner.  Gone are the days of the rotary phone, where you would have an hour conversation with a family member that lied just miles away.

 Even our weekend activities have changed.  Not too often do I hear of families where Sunday includes church activities and then home for a nice relaxing "Day of Rest."  Instead we are on the go, 24/7 with a busy hustle and bustle.  However as I STILL sit here waiting, I keep thinking, are we missing out on something that is really important for us to find inner peace?  When was the last time you stopped and smelled the roses?

Talking with a friend yesterday, I was sharing about the lack of knowing people here being my biggest hurdle, yet it is forcing me out of my comfort zone and do things I would have never done alone in Montana.  I've always been the type of person who is more comfortable at home, rather than out in a crowd.  I'm the complete opposite from my sister.  I don't have a problem doing most things, as long as I have someone to do them with.  You will surely not find me going out to dinner alone.  Instead, I'm the type who would order it to go, and bring it home.  I share this because this weekend, I ventured out doing things that I never did in Montana, because I hated having to do them alone. 

I must admit I truly enjoyed the Vancouver Farmer's Market.  Just people watching, and talking with locals about some of the produce, was an enjoyable morning.  Chatting with a lovely young lady about the gym close by, was something I needed to do to help get back into a routine.  Another shared about a couple churches in the area.  I must say, it was a wonderful day.  Yesterday I took a drive to Mt. St. Helens.  The trip was a great way to spend a few hours, and once again as I stopped at many of the observation points, I kept running into the same four folks (in two different vehicles) stopping at all the same stops.  We joked about how we "Kept meeting like this," as we continued up the mountain.  It was a super day of just taking in nature.

Today, with one hour down of the two hour window as I continue to wait, I realize too many times in the hustle and bustle of our busy lifestyles, we miss out on the smaller things in life.  So as I wait, trying not to watch the clock, I will enjoy my coffee, the sounds from outside my door, and the sunshine beating in the front windows.  This shall be "my time to smell the roses, or in my case, the aroma of my coffee."

Happy Monday!

Life IS Like a Box of Chocolates

Its hard to believe the movie "Forrest Gump" came out 18 years ago.  As I sit here this Saturday afternoon its funny how this line from the movie came to mind and this little analogy plays to life.  I would have never thought a year ago I would be where I am now.  Sure I joked with a friend about us both moving to some big city and getting out of the hustle and bustle of Billings, Montana.  Heck we had even went as far to set a moving date for the end of September 2011.

September, October, November  came and went without much more thought of what we had discussed so many months before, but change was in the works.  I was working 2 jobs, running from Columbus to Billings on almost a daily basis trying to hold life as I knew it together.  In reality, My life consisted of work.  That described who I was. I think many folks can relate.  We are what we do.  That was certainly the case for me.   I remember grumbling about wanting to go hiking.  Seems like I always had one of two problems... Either no money to get out and actually enjoy, or no time to get away to enjoy it. Usually and most likely the latter was the issue I faced.  Working at least six days a week, all I wanted to do was sleep and rest on the one day I usually had off. 

As time went on, December, January, and February, I finally found myself with plenty of time of my hands.  Leaving a certain company was the best decision I ever made, however it sure hurt the pocket book! It seems I tried to be so careful with money, All fun was the first thing cut out of my life.  My friends started referring to me as a Hermit, as I closed myself off in my little house.  So now I found myself with so much time on my hand, yet no funds to enjoy it. Seems all I did did was sleep.  It was the easiest way to pass the time.  Of course, I'm pretty sure I was a bit depressed also.  It was time to get myself together and out of my comfort zone, and start applying for the next "chocolate" in my life. 

I would have never guessed I would have not only picked a great flavored chocolate, but it seems I hit my favorite.  Now about a month and a half into my new life here in Washington, I'm starting to find a balance in between having the money, and the time to enjoy what life has to offer around us.  I never thought there would be a third obstacle to overcome.  Finding those new friends to enjoy life with.  I'm reminded there are greater things in life.  As I type this, the Movie "Into the Wild" popped into my head.  There is a scene in the movie when "Alexander" writes into his journal.. "Happiness is Not Real if not shared."  I'm hoping in the near future I can find those to share this "chocolate in life" with.  Until then, I know I still have a ways to go in this journey.  Friday June 8, 2012 was best friends day.  Thank You to all my Friends, who have been there for me during this chapter in my life.  You will never know how much you mean to me!

Eric

We Are Where We Come From!

I've heard them say, "You can take the boy out of the country, but you can't take the country outta the boy."  If ever there is a statement that describes me, I think a twist on this statement might describe me.  You can take the boy outta Montana, but you can't take the Montana outta the boy."  Now I am not saying this to state that I am homesick.  As a matter of fact, I had a great visit at home during Memorial Day Weekend, but I was also happy to get back to my new life.  In the same sense however, i think after you live somewhere, a certain amount of time, there are certain things that just kinda make you who you are.  Just as any region can influence the foods you like, the music you listen to, or your hobbies, the place you spend a good portion of of your life has an impact on how you think and respond to situations you are put in.

This past weekend I took a drive up Highway 503 past Lake Merwin up toward Swift Lake by the Mt St. Helen's Volcanic Center.  It was great to get out and spend a little time in nature. I can tell you it was a beautiful drive, yet not nearly what I expected. Growing up in Montana, I spent a lot of time in the country, either on horseback, hiking, camping. or just taking a nice drive.  I always enjoyed as I would take one of those rides, or drives, the beauty around me and being able to see down the valley.  As much as I was aware of the beauty around me, It was difficult enjoying it because of how green and thick it was.  I found myself chuckling under my breath at the same time after remembering conversations the previous week at work about concerns of fire danger.  All I can say is... "Come to Montana!"  I was hoping I could make the entire loop around St. Helens and come around the other side toward the visitor center, or at least that was my plan.  I had heard on the news a couple weeks earlier the road all the way to the center was open and cleared from snow.  Silly me to think this meant the loop road,  As I hit the sign and road block of closed road, I wondered why.  All I saw was beautiful green, EVERYWHERE.  As I turned around and headed back the way I came, I stopped at the Volcanic Center to inquire within.  I was informed that the snow has not been cleared yet on that section of the road and even once it has, the ashy soil still is somewhat unstable and it can be August before that last section of the road is open.  Are you serious?  August?  half the summer tourism season is over!!  Again I was reminded I wasn't in Montana anymore.  Just the day before, I had seen the MDOT sign and every business in Red Lodge proudly sharing that the Beartooth Highway was OPEN all the way!! 

I must say, the drive was still truly breathtaking. The small hike I took was completely what I needed to refresh my mind.  There are such beautiful areas all across this great country, all unique in their splendor just as each of us have our own completely unique gifts and talents.  We each have something special to bring to the table if we only listen and take the time to understand where the other is coming from.  There is much value in putting yourself in someone else's shoes and understanding what has influenced them, before jumping to conclusions.  This is something I am working on and trying to keep in the back of my mind as I learn the dynamics of not only a new office, but everyone I come in contact with.  I must remind myself,  'Your not in Montana anymore!"

What a Difference in a Month

What a difference a month makes.  Just about a month ago, I wrapped up my last day of working for Stillwater County.  I really had no idea how hard this would be.  I guess it may have been obvious to others, but I had not made the connection about how much of my life was tied to what I was doing nor how much personally I had committed to making it a success.  This was clear to me in the good byes and wishes of good luck I received.  Not only from a few select co-workers but also my peers from across the state who presented me with a pretty special award.  Looking back now, I honestly can say I am happy with what I achieved. 

Adding to this was saying good bye to family and friends.  It's funny how everyone wants to see you in those last couple days before you leave.  This became harder and harder as the time to leave drew near.  I would have never imagined that one of those groups of friends would be folks I met through my passion for coffee.  Vanessa, Elly, and Miranda along with a few others I met along the way truly became some very dear friends.  Our Thirsty Thursday get together became a highlight of my week that really looked forward to.  Not only their sincere good will wishes but the sincerity and gifts truly touched me in a way I was not expecting.

With a final  mad dash packing and loading the UHaul over the weekend, the hardest by far of good byes were those of  family, and from one I really didn't expect, My sister.  Growing up, you would have never thought my sister and I were related.  looking back now and sharing stories of our childhood, we both had such different experiences, but over the years we have become closer than I would have ever imagined.  Still I did not expect the words, and tears from her as that final  "see you later."

Finally it was time to make the trek westward. Mom made the trip with me and for a day and half we ventured west in a big 'Ol  Orange and White Truck.  Oh the little things in life you miss... Like cruise control!!  The trip was pretty uneventful, of course being a planner, I pretty much had it worked out.  I have to admit, I was never so happy to get out of Montana.  That is one BIG state to cross!  I really think it took longer to get out of Montana than it did the rest of the journey.  Once we arrived at my new home, we quickly got the truck unloaded with the help of some new friends.  By Thursday the house was organized and it was time to dig into the new surroundings.

Mom and I took the weekend and made a drive down the Oregon Coast as far as the the Sea Lion caves, something she had always wanted to see.  It was a great and enjoyable weekend before starting on my new journey. Mom stayed through my first day of work.  The next morning, I took her to the airport, and made a mad dash to work. 

 Now almost a month into my new adventure life certainly hasn't been dull.  I have participated in over a handful of exercise drills, been introduced at more meetings than i can remember, and introduced to more people than I can count.  So far it has certainly been a challenge in pushing me to the next level of Emergency Management.  Hopefully before long I will have that same level of connection I had with Stillwater County.  Each day gets a bit easier,as I pick up on a few more tricks of the trade.  I can honestly say I am glad I took this chance. 

Here's looking forward to a great chapter in my life!!

A Very Special Lady!

This is a very special "From the Ranch." Dedicated to My Grandmother. Today Heaven is a little sweeter. God chose to take our sweet Grandma Frank home with Him. She now is sitting with our Lord and reunited with our Grandfather. No more pain, as she once again is smiling looking down on us singing and dancing in Heaven.

What can I say about one of the sweetest most God fearing ladies I ever had the chance to know? Grandma had a kindness to her like no one else. My first real memories of Grandma come from “my weeks” spent at the ranch each summer. A lot of the time was spent outside with Grandpa, and the ranch but some of the most character building moments of my childhood where in the house with Grandma. Those times revolved around 4 things... Faith, Family, Food, and Music.

The first thing that comes to mind was her faith and belief in the Lord. There was always a blessing shared over every meal, scripture being shared, and I remember so many nights of grandma saying evening prayers with me before bed. I knew from an early age the importance she put in this.

Grandma always knew her family was her most precious treasure, and she treated each of us as a priceless piece of that most special treasure. She loved to share with everyone what the family was doing. She was always snapping pictures of us, at rodeos, parades, or just around the ranch. She treasured each and everyone of us and took pride in our achievements. This past year when there was so much flooding going on in the state, she was so happy and shared with everyone over and over when she saw me on tv. She did the same with all of the kids and grandkids. She loved our achievements. She also treasured when we would come to visit. How many times have each of us grandchildren signed one of the guest books over the years?

She always was the first to offer you something to eat. No matter how she was feeling, even in these last days, her first thoughts were to offer you something to eat.. It didnt matter if they had just finished a meal or not. She always would try to give you something. There were times when I would be sitting having a conversation with Grandpa, and Grandma would be busy in the kitchen finding us some type of treat. She loved Fudgesicles... There was always a box of these in the freezer. She made so many tasty things over the years, feeding ranch crews, guests on the ranch and family. My favorite. Her Dip..

Grandma had a wonderful love of music. From playing the accordian, organ, and piano, I remember singing along with her and other family members as she would play. She loved to share in all of us that tried to follow in her footsteps with some sort of musical talent, sharing songs and tapes she had of each of us singing one place or another. There was a sweetness in in her voice as she would play those old country, and gospel songs. A smile on her face as we joined in.

That was grandma. So Sweet, So kind, So Generous, always holding her most special treasure close to her heart... her family.. Grandma, you are the special treasure, that I will always hold in my heart.

Lets make a Change!!

February has been a month of self discovery that I not only needed but didn't even expect. It seems with each passing day another rock was overturned forcing me to take a new look into an area of my life I hadn't planned or felt was adequate right where I was. To say I have been pushed to new limits may be an understatement.

I can tell you many of the discoveries have been for the better. I have figured out so much about myself over several conversations with friends and tears about what lead up figuring out what choices I need to make next. I can tell you have I examined my role not only in my family but how that relates to my life professionally and in the community.

I can tell you that these new life lessons have both been personal and professional. I would love to share more on some of them, but many are still in the works at his point of time would be inappropriate to share the details at this point in time.

I think a key to living a happy life is learning from our failures. Some of these are evident and easily detected. Others are deeper and require a more in depth look. I know in my case some of the choices I have made revealed a pattern of behaviors that I was unaware I was consistently doing that was sabotaging certain areas of my life. On top of that, I tried "filling" a void in some areas of my life by "overflowing" other areas. Do you do the same? I think we all do to a point focus on what we do well, and down play what our weakness' are. But is this a healthy way to look at life? If we don't face these areas head on, will we ever improve on them and find a proper balance of happiness in all ares's of our life?

I challenge you to take a look into your own lives. Take a close look, is there a pattern of one area in your life that seems to be unfulfilled? Career? personal? family? finance? Be realistic and honest with yourself. It's easy to blame others for our problems or things that have went wrong in our lives, yet sometimes its harder to take a look at the choices we made leading up to each of the failures that have plagued our lives.

If something pops out at you as it did in my life, look at setting realistic small goals in changing the behavior. Think baby steps in repairing it. Do not set yourself up for more failure.

I've heard time and time again that acknowledging and admitting the problem is the first step in changing the habit. Lets make a change in bettering ourselves and in return this big old world we live in.. It all starts with you and Me!!

I think I may have a problem...

They always say that admitting it is the first step in accepting and fixing a problem. Well Houston... I Believe I may have one of those problems, and I will admit it.. I'm a clean freak... well at least an organizational clean freak.... well at least at work. I am the first to admit, I hate having a mess on my desk. I am the type that my desk MUST be cleaned off each night before I leave. I Love the feeling of walking in and being able to have a fresh start to the day. Clutter and piles just do not work for me.

Others have picked up on this also. A few years back, when I worked in an environmental lab, I was asked to travel to one of our other sites and help re-organize the flow and processing. I do not know where I got it, but it has always been a skill and asset that I have used to my advantage professionally. Recently I was interviewing for a position at a company. We started talking about my strengths and weakness' and as I looked around her office, I shuttered as I saw pile after pile of paperwork, books, files, binders, boxes, and other items. As we were talking,all I could see was the clutter, and piles. she even mentioned, "This must be driving you crazy." I smiled and tried to find a polite answer but, yes it was...

I cannot tell you where I picked up this problem. At home, I've always thought I have had another problem. Now if you were to come over to my home, very seldom is it ever really dirty. There may be a dish or two in the sink, or a couple small items may need to be picked up, but I have a tendency to have "stuff." I will admit I have gotten better at getting rid of things, and not being so materialistic. I have a lot of antique items, many that have been handed down over generations, but I also have paperwork, that I probably could shred and dispose of. I will also state, I am far from being a hoarder though too. A few years back I moved to Seattle. When I made that move, I knew I needed to get rid of a few things that I knew I would not be able to take with me. At first it was very hard to decide what I could part with and what I could not. Later on, it was almost therapeutic. I realized it was just stuff. Since than, I have not had a problem getting rid of even antique items.. Of course family heirloom's I cannot get rid of, however I have packed many of them away. A simple streamlined look is much easier to keep clean.

Why do I share all of this with you? Well as I stated around the first of the year, a new year comes the opportunity of a fresh start. A time to commit to a resolution of improving ones self. There is even a new tv show called "The Revolution" where it helps people improve many different parts of their lives. In catching bits and pieces, they have addressed everything from weight loss, to clothing mistakes, to even taking more time for yourself and learning to say "no." In thinking about I want to continue to work on and improving myself. I don't think that being neat and tidy is really a problem. After all "Cleanliness is next to Godliness," however at what point do you take it too far? The past couple days I have subbed, and lets just say even the students have noticed I have done a little cleaning and organizing. I hope its helpful, I never want to get to the point of Sheldon on "The Big Bang Theory" when he breaks into Penny's apartment while she is sleeping to clean. There is a fun line in that episode from Sheldon; "If you have time to lean, you have time to clean." I think I may have been guilty of using something similar to this line from time to time.

So before I get to the same level of Sheldon, and sneaking into your office,or home, I will admit, yes I have a problem. I like things organized, tidy and neat. If I sub for you or end up spending some time at your place, please don't feel offended if I pick up, move a few things and wipe things down. I'm only trying to help! ;-)