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Poetry Monday

26 Monday Jul 2021

Posted by elainepinkerton in Adoption

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adoptee, adoption, appreciation, Comfort, Falling and Rising, healing, Life, Transformation, Wonder

“MYSTERIES, YES

by Mary Oliver

Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous

to be understood.

How grass can be nourishing in the

mouths of the lambs.

How rivers and stones are forever

in allegiance with gravity

while we ourselves dream of rising.

How two hands touch and the bonds

will never be broken.

How people come, from delight or the

scars of damage,

to the comfort of a poem.

Let me keep my distance, always, from those

who think they have the answers.

Let me keep company always with those who say

“Look!” and laugh in astonishment,

and bow their heads.”

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Adopting Hope in the Face of Mortality

28 Monday Dec 2015

Posted by elainepinkerton in Adoption

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appreciation, Attitude, Books, Cats, Friendship, Guest Posting, Hope, Mortality, Parkinson's Disease, Spontaneity, writing

Note from Elaine: Today’s guest blogger, Peggy van Hulsteyn is one of my most successful writer friends.  For the last 15 years, she has been battling  Parkinson’s Disease, and yet
she continues to write charming books and contribute inspiring pieces to the Michael J. Fox Foundation website. I hope you, Dear Reader, will find her essay as uplifting as I do.

WHEN YOUR MORTALITY CALLS, DON’T HANG  UPPeggy1

-Peggy van Hulsteyn

The first time my Mortality called, I refused to answer. When the old Crone rang me up again, I told her to buzz off; she had the wrong number.

The third time she called she did away with the niceties.  Her message was brutally clear: “You have Parkinson’s disease.”

Who was this obnoxious Nosey Parker? Had she just escaped from the home for the bewildered? Could it be Yvonne, my former agent, taunting me while she imbibed the tawny Port wine favored by the Royal Braganza family of Portugal?

When I thought about it in retrospect, the mix-up was obvious. When you have a name like Peggy van Hulsteyn, people are always confusing you with the multitude of other females of the same name.

I responded: “There’s been a mistake. I know nothing about a disease called Parkinson’s. Leave me alone or I’ll report you to the local authorities!” (I had no idea what that meant, but it sounded menacing.)

So, did she politely beg off? Are you kidding? Instead, she put me on speed dial.
But I couldn’t ignore the scary seeds she had planted in my mind. Surreptitiously,  I visited three neurologists, assuming that they would tell me to ignore this hoax.

The most disconcerting thing is that the old biddy turned out to be right. I did indeed have PD! Was she one of Santa Fe’s many clairvoyants? Is it possible I had misjudged this situation?

After months of her nagging, I had an epiphany.  Ms Mortality was not the enemy, but actually a friend! Her diagnosis of Parkinson’s was a wake-up call telling me it was later than I thought. She spoke the Truth and was an unexpected cheer leader, not a naysayer. Her mantra of  “Don’t postpone joy” resonated down to my core.

I was the worst type of convert once I joined  her “Time is Short” band wagon. I am continually challenging my fellow baby boomers to plunge head first into the carpe diem pool.

I am happy to report that I am taking my own advice. I had always wanted to
have a Nancy Drew party, but felt I was too old. When I got PD, I thought “Who cares?”  So last week my favorite chums donned their best frocks and we all played girl detective while enjoying a delicious ‘50s style dinner from The Nancy Drew Cookbook. It was my best party ever.
More from the “Time is Short” list:

Don't leap into the future; treat the present as a present.

Don’t leap into the future; treat the present as a present.

Don’t wait for Christmas to give presents.
I bestow gifts all year round, but during the holidays I am pro-active and
work for the cure. There are many excellent PD research groups.  I have an affinity for the Michael J Fox Foundation, as Michael is short and funny, and so am I.
Be discreet about accepting invitations.  Use the word NO frequently.  Spend your time doing what you love.
I savor writing, quality time with my witty husband, having quiet lunches with dear friends. Easy traveling. Books.
Remember that little things mean a lot.
A couple of decades ago, my husband and I rescued two tiny kittens who had been dumped by the side of the road the day after Xmas.  I hadn’t planned to keep them.  But I did, and wrote three of my favorite books about them! Never has there been so much love and devotion in such small packages; for 18 years they were devoted friends who purred us through the ups and downs.
Maintain  your creativity.
On those days when it is hard to get out of bed, DON’T!!  Instead, picture  yourself as Colette who did most of her writing in bed. Whether you’re penning Gigi or writing Xmas cards, turn the experience on its head. Instead of feeling sorry for yourself,  think of your day in bed as a step toward more originality.
Carpe Diem – Seize the Day!
Don’t dwell on the past and how wonderful you were – you are still spectacular!  Don’t leap into the future; treat the present as a present. It’s a call to cultivate your garden, gather your roses and your friends, hug your cat, turn off the TV and turn on Vivaldi, write a poem, learn French, read Auntie Mame, and embrace its message to “live, live, live.”

BIOGRAPHY OF THE AUTHOR

Peggy van Hulsteyn, the author of ten books,  has written for  Yoga Journal (American and Chinese version), The Washington Post, The Los Angeles Times, USA Today and six international editions of Cosmopolitan. Her most recent book, THE KITTEN INVASION, is a romp that reviewers call “wonderfully witty  and original.”
.  For more information,www. pdhatlady.com

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Still Counting my Blessings

19 Monday Aug 2013

Posted by elainepinkerton in Adoption

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adoptee, appreciation, emergence, Forgiveness, Gratitude, memories, Personal evolution

The following excerpt is from The Goodbye Baby-A Diary about

Saying Goodbye to the "language of loss"

Saying Goodbye to the “language of loss”

Adoption (Published 2012). After vowing to live life with an “Attitude of Gratitude,” a year later finds me still a rough draft, a work-in-progress. However, I’m closer to what philosopher Eckhardt Tolle describes as “becoming who I really am.”
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The younger me is teaching the older model. As I review the third decade of diaries, I face a few harsh realities: I never found the love of my life, or rather, I did, but never realized it at the time. I was not able to continue running into my senior years, much as I hoped to become one of the “ancient marathoners.” I’d not been exemplary as a parent, despite the fact that I aimed to do an excellent job. I’d often been unrealistic and impractical. Grudges at times had consumed me.images
Forgiveness is hugely important in my recovery. I have compassion for the Elaine of the 1970s, trying to please everyone as a wife, to excel as a mother. I felt empathy for the Elaine of the 80s and 90s, living with an abusive job and an equally humiliating relationship, working so hard to do and be everything. I revisited the depression suffered during my writer/editor career at a national scientific laboratory. Despite the outward vestiges of success, at work I still felt like the outcast on the playground. My diaries revealed descriptions of higher-ranking women colleagues and their competitive dressing—silk suits, white stockings, and constant new outfits. There was no way I could match their expenditures, and it made me feel like I could never measure up. Those bosses, I realized, were, to my mind, grown up versions of the snooty high school cheerleaders, the Record Club girls whose families had more money than mine. Even as I recall my angst, I ask, “Did I waste my youth? Did I squander all those years? What else could I have done?” At least I survived. There’s still time to finally get it right.
Underlying everything else, I hope that my memoir serves as an adoptee’s guide to “How to Want What You Have.”

As I recovered from my surgical event, I proofed galleys for The Goodbye Baby

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