The LAST WORD or LW Gene

I fear I have my father's gene.  I know you are saying, "Well of course you have your father's genes!  He's your father!"  But I have one gene in particular that I am not sure I want to admit I have.  

My father was a logger when I was a little girl and I hung around and listened to him talk to others.  As I grew older I noticed he always got the last word in.  I mean, always!  So of course when you have a person that always has to get the last word in, there is the potential for trouble.  There are others who also have this gene and when they meet up, and start talking...look out!

Dad and I did not have a lot of communication as adults so I did not have to test out the theory I had that we both carried that same gene.  He went his way and I went mine and we only met up once in a while.  He passed away in 2009 so I will never know for sure if my theory is correct.

But I will go on to explain that I am almost, positively sure that I have passed that gene on to my children and my grandchildren.  Woe is me and woe are all those who have to deal with my offspring.  I have gotten a bit better with age but they are young and still learning to "choose your words wisely."  The grandchildren have a long way to go. I can pretty well name each child and grandchild that has this "LW" family gene.  As I sit here and think about it...OMG....it is all of them.  Sorry everyone! 

Myself, I have to keep working on letting go of the last word.  I am very passionate about certain things and that is where I get in trouble.  It's not that I think everyone needs to think like I do and believe in the things I do, but when there is an opinion I have given,  I will defend it to the last word.  This of course does not make me popular, especially with others that have the LW gene and do not agree with me.  They want the last word, I want the last word, they want the last word, I want the last word, and you get the picture.

My daughter-in-law has to deal with the LW gene with my son, my 11 year old grandson, and even my 7 year old granddaughter.  She calls often to complain about the LW gene and I listen and try not to talk too much.  She needs to get the last word in when she calls and I need to allow her to have it!  That is important!

My daughter, who has 4 children, knows exactly what I am saying about the LW gene.  She has it and so do all of her children.  Now that makes my heart really go out for her.  Can't you just hear it?  All five of them trying to get the last word in!  My son-in-law, bless his heart, smiles a lot.  I think he has the BIO gene.

BIO = BLOCK IT OUT

Hope I can do that one day when it comes to the last word.  I don't know.  LW is a pretty dominate gene.

Personally Known to Me Bloggers and My Thoughts

I have spent the last hour reading a blog by a man I went to school with and lives in our town, who is now retired and has the luxury of writing almost daily.  That and gardening.  I am jealous, since I still have to work and come home dead-dog tired most week days.  He writes wonderfully and I enjoyed the hour I spent with him this morning.  I guess it is a bit more meaningful, at least to me, when you know the Blogger personally and can relate to his stories.

The story about gardening made me laugh.  The story about suicide made me cry.  I had to leave my comments about the suicide story:

"My neighbors lost a son to suicide.  One of my very best friends lost her son to suicide.  I have several friends who lost children to suicide.  My husband lost his father and his grandfather to suicide.  I do not think there is a person who had not been affected by suicide in one way or another.  We all know it happens and we all know it happens in an instant but leading up to it takes a lifetime.  Love, patience, communication, forgiveness, peace, understanding, strength, and all of the goodness of life on earth play a part in this.  I believe in God the Father, the Creator of Life.  I believe Jesus Christ is the Son of God.  I believe He can and will help each person who asks.  But not everyone believes like me.  Many do not know how, when or who can help.  We are all in this life together and need to try to be there for one another.  We cannot forget any of those who desperately decided they could not go on.  If we forget them we lose a part of ourselves.  It is imperative to remember each and every one of them, talk about them with love and forgive them. Never forget them!"

I am glad my friend (I think I can call him my friend) writes his blog and I will continue to read, as I admire him and appreciate his thoughts.

Blogging on a Rainy Day :)

I rarely blog.
I rarely do anything consistently.
I go from one thing to another, to another.
It is who I am.
I would be a lousy blogger for anyone to follow and you would be disappointed in me as a blogger.

I am a good friend though.
I like to help and I will listen.
I like to write but I do not want to write every day.  So...I am not a real blogger.  Real blogger's write every day don't they?

We are in Washington with our kids and grandkids as I write this.
It is pouring down rain so I thought I should find something to do.
Here I am at my computer.
It is a quiet, peaceful day with family.

I love my family.
That is the one consistency in my life.
I love the Lord Jesus Christ, the other consistency in my life.

Okay that is it for now. :)