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		<title>An Old Man in a Music Video Once Said&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2015 18:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kassidy Everard]]></dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life/Leisure]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Craig Morgan]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[This Ain't Nothing]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Trust]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Twister]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Value]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[This afternoon I was listening to music on YouTube for the first time in a while. I usually have my music on my phone, that way I can listen to it on the go. I didn&#8217;t realize how much I missed watching videos on YouTube until I stumbled across Craig Morgan&#8217;s &#8220;This Ain&#8217;t Nothing&#8221; music video. I remember listening to this song when I was younger when it came on the radio. I don&#8217;t even think I liked it when I was that young, because I didn&#8217;t put the deeper meaning with it. In fact, I didn&#8217;t truly put the deeper meaning in it until last year, the most recent time I heard it before today. I feel like Craig Morgan has a lot going for him. He is a respectable person, he is a talented musician, and he manages to stay away from the drama of what seems to be the life of being famous. Not only that, but he is also a pretty good-looking man. With that being said, I think we can all agree than I&#8217;ve made you wait long enough to see what old man I am talking about. In the music video, Craig sings about a reporter who interviews an elderly man after a twister passes through Birmingham where he lives. The twister destroyed his home and everything in it. The reporter asks the man: Tell the folks please mister, what are you gonna do, now that this twister has taken all that&#8217;s dear to you? But the reporter got an answer that he never expected&#8230; The old man just smiled and said, Boy let me tell you something, this ain&#8217;t nothing&#8230; This old man, you know, seems pretty tough. He didn&#8217;t cry like the audience would have thought. He didn&#8217;t ignore the question like some would have thought. He just answered honestly, in his purest form. Most of us would cry, knowing that we just lost everything we have ever worked for. Knowing that every single penny we put into building a foundation is now gone. But some people always decide to see the good in every single situation that is horrific. The old man explains why he thinks that the twister that hit his house is nothing. He said: I lost my daddy, when I was eight years old, That cave-in at the Kincaid mine left a big old hole, And I lost my baby brother, my best friend and my left hand In a no win situation in a place called Vietnam And last year I watched my loving wife, of fifty years waste away and die And I held her hand til her heart of gold stopped pumping, So this ain&#8217;t nothing. This old man lost just about everything he had. His wife, his brother, his dad, his left hand, and his best friend. Little do we realize that when we lose even one person in our life we think that it is the end of the world. Losing anyone, no matter what way, has a toll on our minds forever. This old man stuck through everything and kept going. Even the hardest things to deal with didn&#8217;t keep him from living his life even if there wasn&#8217;t much of it left to live or wasn&#8217;t anyone else to live for. But why would you need someone to live for? Why did living for yourself and your own benefit become almost unrealistic? Toward the end of the song is when I started to tear up. Not because I realized what was said in the beginning of the song, but because I realized how much truth was in the words that this man was saying. This man was on his own because everyone he had in his life had died. As did his wife, just the year before. When he looked down on the ground, He reached down in the rubble and picked up a photograph Wiped the dirt off of it with the hand that he still had He put it to his lips and said man she was something But this ain&#8217;t nothing This man, he knew. He knew what it was like to want for something that he couldn&#8217;t have. He knew how it was to have a love that money couldn&#8217;t buy. This man saw the difference between something that truly mattered and something that really didn&#8217;t. The old man&#8217;s last words in the song are what truly got to me. He said, This ain&#8217;t nothin&#8217; time won&#8217;t erase And this ain&#8217;t nothin&#8217; money can&#8217;t replace Money. We all think money is what runs the world. As that is true, there are many things that money cannot buy &#8211; here are a few&#8230; 1. Love 2. Happiness 3. Respect 4. Trust 5. Value 6. Memories 7. Life So that should leave you with the thought, &#8220;Well, what can money buy?&#8221; Money can buy almost everything that isn&#8217;t a necessary tool for healthy relationships or a healthy life. This man knows what the genuine value of something is. He knows that it will just take money to bring back his house, but that no amount of money in the world will bring back his wife or his brother or his father and his best friend. Money never brought this man happiness. And little by little his happiness was taken away from him throughout life. Not by things money could buy, but by things it couldn&#8217;t. It is sad to believe that we rely on money to control any part of our happiness. How about we try to think like this man for a day in our lives. Oh, what difference it would make! &#160;]]></description>
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		<title>Creating Memories Together</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2015 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Lori  Ann Davis]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Best Thing About MEMORIES …..is making them. “We don’t remember days, we remember moments.” Cesare Pavese I was driving in the car the other day with my two young daughters in the back seat. They were listening to the radio and singing along to one of the songs. All of a sudden my youngest stops and says, “I need to make memories so later in life I can remember how good my life was.”  I instantly realized how profound this statement was. I knew this would be a blog topic! How often do we get caught up in life and just function on autopilot?  Do you spend most of your time thinking about what has to be done and maybe even feeling overwhelmed by all your responsibilities? I know I do sometimes. It really does require making a conscious choice to really live life and not just get swept up in life. With Mother’s Day fast approaching, I am reminded once again of how important small things are in our lives. These small things create moments that we remember forever. Our lives are made up of a series of memories. You create those memories each and every day. What memories will you choose to create?  What kind of life will you have to remember?  Can you take some time out each day to create those memories?  It doesn’t have to take much time. I still remember reading to my oldest daughter every night before she went to sleep. She is now grown but still remembers those times and the books we read together. Now we sneak in moments of watching TV in my bed at night whenever we can.  It reminds us of those times when she was young and those good memories.  I am carrying on this same tradition with my younger girls. Ending our day with some quality time together is important to us.  What things can you do today and each day to create happy memories? My grandmother had a notebook and she would write down things that made her smile or cute things I did or said as a child.  This was her book of happy memories with me. She gave me this book when I was grown and I still have it. I can go back and read about all the wonderful times I had with a great lady. She is no longer with us in person, but her book of memories is. I wrote a blog recently called, What Our Children Really Need. One of the needs is quality time with us. This creates memories for us and our children but it also instills in them a sense of security and a knowing that they are important. They remember this for a lifetime, not just a moment. Creating special moments with our children is very important but so is creating special moments with our partner, our friends, and ourselves. We neglect that last one sometimes. Remember that in order to be able to give to others, you need to take care of yourself. What we focus on in life is what creates our experiences and the life we lead. I teach clients how to change their thoughts and beliefs so they can change their lives. My suggestion to you is to start making memories today that will help you remember what a great life you had. This is how you create a great life today! Lori Ann Davis, MA, CRS &#160; &#160;]]></description>
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		<title>Gone but Never Forgotten</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2015 23:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Kassidy Everard]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[When someone dies it is easy for us to lock our memories away, thinking that it is just too hard to talk about them anymore.  Often times, we tell ourselves that it didn&#8217;t happen and that they are just on a very long vacation&#8230;a vacation that they will never return from.  We can never tell ourselves that we will never see them again because we cannot believe that its true. When someone asks what happened,  you&#8217;ll tell them that they died. You&#8217;ll think about it for a second, but you won&#8217;t choke on the words because to you they have not died. To you they are sitting on a beach or in the mountains and probably just have really bad signal. The memory of the person is well off in your head, constantly repeating the best moments over and over again, almost as if a broken record sits on a record player. I believe that as long as you say the persons name when talking about them, as long as you still do things in honor of them, as long as you remember what they lived for, that they are not dead. They are not dead until their name is said for the last time. Whether that be a year from now, or thirty years from now, is entirely up to us to decide. When mourning a death, we often accept the &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry&#8221; and the &#8220;I send my condolences ,&#8221; but never do we hear a &#8220;what was he/She like? &#8220; We all know that we appreciate the &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry,&#8221; but that&#8217;s just not what we wanted to hear. It isn&#8217;t your fault&#8230;so why are you apologizing? Instead, ask what the person was like. Not only does this engage in a new conversation to avoid an awkward one, but it also shows that you genuinely care about the loss. Plus, it gives the person that is mourning a chance to remember all of the great things about their perished loved one instead of continuously revisiting the tragic event that occurred. One of the hardest things to do is tell someone that a loved one has died. You&#8217;d much rather tell them that you didn&#8217;t get a job, that you failed a test, that you have the flu&#8230;but never is it invigorating to admit that you have lost something that is irreplaceable. Sometimes the only thing we want to do is lock ourselves in our room, shut the door to the rest of humanity, and pretend that time has stopped in its tracks. Of course we don&#8217;t want to think about our loss, but what else are we possibly going to be able to think about? It is crucial that we think about all of the time we have had with them before they left, rather than all of the time we will lose with them from this moment on.  We must always remember that they wouldn&#8217;t want us to cry about their death, but smile about their life. Death takes a body off of the earth, but renews memories in our heads. As long as we live, our names will be repeated. And as long as we are dead, our names will be remembered.]]></description>
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