Daily Affirmations
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Veronica Philips

I am a wife, mother, small business owner, annoyer of all things hubby, and occasionally I write. This is me, my life, my all. You get to see all my epic failures as I navigate my way to fame, though

Posted 10/15/15 at 10:46 AM | Veronica Philips

Can You Help?

We Must Protect Those Least Able To Protect Themselves
There are some honest debt collectors, but the good ones have to be corrupt. I am VERY well versed in the laws of debt collection, a fact that does not go unnoticed by the representatives I encounter. I had been negotiating a debt, on behalf of a client, with a very helpful rep yesterday, when her Supervisor came on the line. He wasn't so nice....Good.....I've been craving a fight. Finally, the Supervisor threatened to take his house of my client and throw him in jail. This just got GOOD. "Illinois is a one-notification state" I began. "I notified myself that I was recording this conversation and you've just broken not one, but two Federal Debt Collections law. I'll see you in court. Thank YOU so much sir". That ought to take care of the $300 debt.It isn't that I try to get my clients out of payment, it's that I try to use the system to help them pay the debt. I was one of the few who used to be so quick to judge "deadbeats" that I never considered that LIFE happens. In this economy, it is easy to get behind. Were this a status about judgements, I'd have a point, but I'm bringing to light the growing concern that our Seniors are being exploited daily, and while I enjoy a good fight, I can't be everywhere. Please friends, I need help.

1. Keep track of those you know and love. No, you don't have to stalk them, but certain changes in behavior often can and will alert you to abuse, neglect, illness, hunger.
2. Visit. I can't stress this enough. Anyone can be fine over the phone. A unannounced well-check visit will go a long way toward discerning if the one you love is "really okay" or "really in trouble". The excuse, "But Father, she told me she was fine" will NOT cut it on judgment day.
3. Many are not going to ask for help, anymore than YOU'RE going to ask for help. Find a need, fill it. Groceries, errands even a hair appointment will keep you in the loop....and the know.
4. Sudden changes in behavior. Did they go to the hairdresser's religiously, and now won't? Hmmm. Did they keep up on their bills, and now the cable, phone, electricity is shut off? Hmmm. Any deviation from the norm, can and often will, lead you to a discovery that they are in trouble.
5. Finally, never try to confront or solve the issue yourself. There is an agency in Danville, CRIS an arm of the Illinois Department of Aging that can help. You don't even have to leave your name. 217-443-2999 FULL POST

Posted 10/14/15 at 9:39 AM | Veronica Philips

Yeah.....that SUCKED.

I'm So Blessed To Still Have Her

We don’t really joke about it, because that would be crude (and wrong), but sometimes, we pull a Chris Farley and say, “Hey, remember that day you screamed SEIZURE, and I thought you said SPIDER, and I told you I’d be right there?” Yeah, that SUCKED! He’s right….It did SUCK. Another crude one, “Remember when were were in the hospital on my 40th birthday?” Yeah, that SUCKED. He’s right….It did SUCK. Finally, “Remember when our baby girl had to have an MRI, and they put her to sleep with the gas, and you told the technician to bring her back, because she looked dead on the gurney and you couldn’t take it?” Yeah, that SUCKED. He’s right….It did SUCK…..but in all things Graceful….THIS DID PASS. Thank you Jesus.

My baby girl, the up and coming leader of the Walkers, couldn’t have a simple virus…..no…she had to have a misfiring of her brain waves. We witnessed the misfirings as “IT” held her captive on the floor, with a mommy, an EMT no less, who could do NOTHING to save her. I wish it had been an intruder, jay walker, zombie, or Jason, because then, I could have made him STOP. The Final Seizure, the Last Act to a Crap Play, took her a full 5 minutes to work through. The irony is that she was in the EEG lab at the hospital at the time. The second irony is that the ER RN’s could do nothing, but watch her die with us. Yeah….that SUCKED. FULL POST

Posted 10/13/15 at 9:26 AM | Veronica Philips

Ye Have Not

I'm so Blessed to still have her.
"Ye have not...Matt 7:7. Growing up, I remember thinking this verse was a bunch of biblical hooey, because I didn't get the Nikes, Jordache, or Izod shirt I requested, and believe you me, I asked. I now know, I was asking for the wrong thing. Today, I have all those things and so much more. That verse was specifically admonishing us to ask for the right thing, and it will be given to us. Kingdom Key to life #7 is, "Asking for the right thing". It isn't as simple as just praying.

Merrill's gone, so the back door is booby trapped. As I lie awake in bed last night, I realized that the, "Lord keep me safe" prayer might not be what I should be praying because it might be slightly unrealistic. After all, what is safe? Is it NO problems, no worries, or is it total complete protection? So, I thought "Lord, help me to OVERCOME, and work through, anything that may happen...this evening". This is a fallen world of Sin, there is NO way, you're walking out without a limp, but you CAN walk out. Because of Eve...ahem...SIN, you'll find that God had to tweek the blessing from us NOT pricking our finger, to pricking our finger, but still living. (Sleeping Beauty reference, I have a toddler remember). We are going to hurt, but in that hurt we'll find strength, like I did two years ago tomorrow. My new prayer is now, "Though I walk through the valley of the shadow of Death, I pray you help me go Kung Fu on those who seek to hurt me". FULL POST

Posted 10/12/15 at 3:58 PM | Veronica Philips

Got His Angels Watching Over Me

Just one of the many angels I collect.
My Grandmother died on a Wednesday, we had until Friday to plan a service for Sunday. I called the church, set the ad, invited the people. For me, keeping busy meant no grieving. I had prided myself on my ability to remain staid, while everyone else grieved. About a week after the services I decided to go shopping. I saw a rabbit lined coat that reminded me of the one hanging in her closet. I was going to call her....uh oh.... T-10.....You know that feeling when something's wrong, I mean your heart knows it, but it takes your brain a few seconds to catch up? She's DEAD! Oh My God, that HURT. SHE'S DEAD! SHE'S DEAD! SHE'S DEAD! Someone punched me in the gut....I was so busy trying to control the overwhelming flood of emotions that I didn't even see the woman walking up behind me.I felt a gentle touch upon my shoulder, then turned around and buried my face in her 5'2 frame. I cried, I sobbed, I tried to apologize, but all that kept coming out was incoherent babbling. Finally, as the heaves subsided, she pushed me to arms length, looked at me and said, "All better?". Not trusting myself to speak I simply nodded. "Take Care Dear" she said, and she was gone. Listen I know that's a big cheese pizza, but it really did happen....but there's something else. I can't really put my finger on it. Oh well, my face was a mess, I had to go touch up my make up.

I love Seraphim Angles. I collect them. Gabrielle, the Archangel, is said to be a Seraphim angel. Throughout history, angels have been sent to protect, guide, serve and comfort. Our neighbor's son was in an accident he shouldn't have survived except for a man, dressed in white, reaching down into the cab of his truck, and pulling him to safety. Earth Angels....they can look like the chorus line of A Chorus Line, or they can have brown/silver hair, like my grandmother. You know, after a few days, I remembered what it was about the grandmother in Carson's that had me so perplexed. She was BRITISH! My Grandmother never left me, she just moved. Well Played Father. Well Played. Listen, if you see my angel again, let her know I need that peach cobbler recipe, I never did find it in her things and it's that time of year. What can I say, Don't Judge Me. Be Blessed. Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Columbus Day Monday.

Posted 10/11/15 at 1:49 PM | Veronica Philips

Oh What a Night-Thanksgiving 2009

I LOVED this Woman....Thank you Jesus.
Some people see Divine gifts as a blessings. I was home on Thanksgiving 2009 when it occurred to me that my Grandmother would be spending the holiday of Thanks alone in the Facility. Grabbing my coat, I left to go have dinner with her, but there was something else....an intuitive feeling that I would never, ever see her alive again. You have NO idea what it's like to go and see the woman you've loved all your life for the last time, and KNOW, it's your last time....Oh What a Night.....
I don't pretend to know why God does what He does. Just when I think He's going to zig, He zags...always staying one step ahead of my intellect. In His wisdom and Grace, He was allowing me on last time with her humor, and stubborn pride. It was so endearing to hear her say my name, in that British Ozarkian accent one last time. Sigh.....To this day, one of the hardest thing I have EVER done, was leave that room and close the door behind me, because He....I was RIGHT....she died on December 16, 2009.

There is a tear in my eye at the unexpected memory of the day the Lord, the Graceful Father of all things, allowed me to say Goodbye. I got to walk her to the "door" but that "Blessing" I only realized in hindsight. Here I was thinking, using my intellect and whatnot....and the Lord Zagged......I miss that British humor, the accent, the steadfast attitude that say's, "I'll take you on...and the horse you rode in on too". Alas, she didn't go far...did she Duchess? That's the thing about apples.....they never fall far...do they? They say hindsight is 20/20 for a reason..Okay, I get it now! If you think THAT'S good story, wait until I tell you about her ghost....Earth Angels....tomorrow's Daily Affirmation. Be Blessed. Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Sunday.

Posted 10/10/15 at 12:37 PM | Veronica Philips

Let It Go

They aren't perfect, but they're all mine.

Duchess has been running around the house singing, "Let it Go" with the occasional, "For the First Time in Forever" thrown in for spice. I've never seen the movie Frozen, so last night, I righted a horrible wrong. With Sweetness in the kitchen watching some cheesy (appropriate) Vin Diesel movie, and Duchess running around the living room dressed in a scarf screaming, "I'm a Princess", I sat on the couch to watch the movie all my adult friends had labeled, "Their favorite movie". Well, it still isn't my favorite movie (Nemo is), I gotta admit I wasn't disappointed.

As a society, we're pressured, by Hallmark, into buying into the unrealistic ideal of hearth, hot chocolate, blanket on the lap, and favorite sweatshirt as the mandate for a perfect family night, and when that doesn't happen, guilt for being a horrible mommy sets in...LOL, you gotta "Let it Go". In this house, that Martha Stewart mess, ain't gonna happen. Oh sure, once in a blue moon, there will be a movie, like Toy Story, that we can sit down and enjoy together, but more often than not, I'm just grateful that we're under the same roof. Family isn't relation, sharing a common tree... it's an emotion, and while that's some Liberal stuff right...you KNOW I'm right..... FULL POST

Posted 10/9/15 at 7:57 AM | Veronica Philips

The Stand

I have a fear, that makes spiders look like Chunky Monkey Ice Cream. I was pregnant with Princess the summer of 1989, when I picked up the book that would bring my first real adult fear. It remains in my top 5 reads of all time. I've been rather braggart about not fearing any man because I've known TRUE FEAR. If I don't feel, what I felt that day, I will not fear you....I may actually fight back. I wonder if Stephen King meant for the book to be so prolific and realistic to today's events? Hmmm.

The Stand is a book about a disease called Captain's Tripp that takes over the world, and wipes out an entire population (95%). The survivors hear and follow the voice of a Nebraska woman who leads them to the eventual battle ground of Las Vegas via Boulder Co. It's a story of good vs evil, it doesn't end the way one would want, and it's graphic....but there's something else. The real threat of dying, and leaving our children alone to fend for themselves. With the viruses, flu's, germs and superbug's in the world today, are our children safe? Who will care for my babies should I leave this world? THAT keeps me up at night..... FULL POST

Posted 10/7/15 at 12:57 PM | Veronica Philips

The Nesquick Dilemma

Oh yes, she can do it. Now I have to guide her.
The 2yr old has decided that she does not want the Cheerio's, instead, she wants to go straight for the Nesquick Chocolate Milk that's offered every am, after her breakfast. It's maddening really, because she's old enough to understand that we do not drink Chocolate Milk (does this sound familiar?) until we EAT, but in her small, stubborn mind, one only has to cry to get what one desires. It doesn't work with me, but there are others it works with...in this house. Sigh....we now have The Nesquick Dilemma.

I don't blame her really. Honestly, who doesn't want to go around the "work" to get the goods? If I could eat all the Chunky Monkey I wanted, without the workouts, I would, but I have to teach her now, when she' the smartest she'll ever be (trust me, she's brilliant), that the only true success in life is one that's earned. We call that intrinsic reward.....working...for the satisfaction....of a job done well.....To me, a beer doesn't taste as good on Monday night, as it does on Friday night, after I've had a bad week, and at the rate I'm going...it's going to be a damned delicious beer. FULL POST

Posted 10/6/15 at 8:00 AM | Veronica Philips

The Small Ironies

She Gets Up With Me.
I love The Small Ironies in life. For example, 22 years ago, when Princess herself was 3, I'd never...on purpose....be up at 5am! Now, I make very deliberate efforts to be up, because it's my "me" time. You should see me every night before I go to bed. I'm a wreck..babbling incoherently....... The Texas Tornado, known as Duchess is a deal changer, so 5am is a nice time to sit, reflect and write.....how do you think my day will go....when they get up at 5am....WITH ME? Sigh...Did you know: If you give your toddler the last of the Cheerio's, she will spill said Cheerio's? If you brag on Facebook that you're the last man standing in the war on germs, you will meet the same fate as the last man standing in Night of the Living Dead? If you promise your son game time, IF Mr. Cinderfella gets his am routine complete, he will make like an Olympian and finish, BUT, any other given am...you're grounding him from everything but his own bed? Irony...it's the Chili Powder....of life.

I must remember just how quickly Princess grew up, and moved out. I went to bed one evening, and the next morning, she was gone...sigh. When Merrill gets up, I sense an empty bed, and I'm up. The babies are no different (they get to sleep with me when Big Daddy's out of town). When I get up, they get up too....and frankly, it's okay.....it gives me extra time with them. When they grow up, (they will you know) and I've passed them off to their spouses, I'll write, but for now....well...I'll pick up the Cheerio's and offer a Pop Tart. Yes, I am a awesome mother. For those of you with babies, just remember, they're home for a short time. Enjoy the ironies.....It means you're still alive and they're still home. Be Blessed. Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show Grace and Mercy to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Tuesday.

Posted 10/5/15 at 8:39 AM | Veronica Philips

I've Been Robbed

I used to like SEX, but Men on Pause has robbed me of that. Don't Judge Me. This is a real medical condition that forces women to accept two truths. One, our menses wasn't that bad and two, God hates us. Why is it men can have babies until 109 years old (Abraham did) and we can't we be gracefully retired? Without too much disrespect (or disdain) I asked if they made an E.O. for the satanic effects of a M.O.P.? They do....I'm considering it.....I was even willing to do the hormone therapy, but my MD thinks I'm not far enough yet......So one has to be really, really possessed in order for the medical community to help. That's nice....jerks.This isn't only about sex, although you really need to be with someone very understanding. It's also about peeing your pants, the sweat pools under the arms, the menses that plays peek-a-boo three times a month. You may not want to hear this, but each and every one of you WILL be directly involved with Men on Pause. Research it NOW. I teased about hot flashes....then one day I was minding my own business and it felt like someone had turned the furnace on and shoved it up my butt...There really isn't a graceful way to get through this is there?

From the "I want you right here, right now" to the," Is that all I'm good for ?" this man is going to have to have the patience of JOB in order to get through this without going to jail. I love him, that doesn't change..he once said to me, "Ronnie, I KNOW the sweet girl I married is in there somewhere". He's doing the best he can with what he has. I get that. I think, one day a month, I'll set aside some time so I can get right with God...even if HE does hate me. Your Affirmation comes in the knowledge and Praise that you're not going through this.....I'd be grateful too...if I were you. Pray for me. Be Blessed. Remember you set the Tone, you ARE the Example. BE KIND to each other. Show GRACE and MERCY to all those who cross your path today. With your Daily Affirmations complete, enjoy your Monday.

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