lola guerrero

50-something empty-nest-search-for-God-and-happiness with more than a dash of humor


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It Has Magic Powers

HAPPY NEW YEAR 2015 !!!

Hi blogger friends,

“Oh,  am I loud?  You have a hangover?
Did you party till five in the morning?
Okay,  I’ll whisper.”

I have no hangover; my husband and I stayed home.

I don’t know about you, but I feel that it
will be a great year full of hopes, dreams and wishes,
goals to accomplish, epic blogs to share, pictures to be taken,
people to see and . . . oh! the places we will go.

If only we believe in ourselves. Right?

I want to share a short story with you:

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My 8-year-old goddaughter Sophia gave me a pink and
white bracelet for Christmas. She gave it to me with a card.

She wrote: The bracelet has magic powers but only if
you believe–then magic will happen.

I have been wearing ever it since.

This is my time to thank everyone for reading my
stories and for accepting me and my writing in the blogging world.

I never thought that I would continue to blog.
I thought that when I began in July, I was
going to give it until the end of 2014.

A lesson I have learned is that you just have to begin. Start doing
what you believe in or whatever you think might be fun. Then, stop wondering about the end result.

Things have changed for me now. I want to keep going because of your support and views of my posts. Because of you, I am going to continue
to believe in myself and be part of this creative community.

Thank you.

Lola


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What Have You Done (the last 11 months), Part 2

 

JOHN: Another year over and a new one just begun.

LOLA: Indeed, 2014 is almost over. Next week my husband and I will be ringing in the New Year, very low key. Our tired bodies are in bed by nine and asleep by ten.

I will set my alarm for 12 so I can greet the new year and do what my mother told me to do.

Open my front door and let out the negative energy. Then, close it and open it again to let the positive energy come in. And do this with change in my pocket for prosperity and good fortune.

I think I will I have more than change, I’ll go for having 100s.

JOHN (smiles): Let’s hope its a good one without any fear.

LOLA: Oh, definitely, I HOPE so, too. It’ll be a relief when this Sony hacking situation is put to rest.

I hope certain reality shows will be cancelled like that one with the family with all the daughters’ names that start with K.
And I would like to see shows like Breaking Bad and Broadwalk Empire go away.They are too stressful and negative for my tastes.

I hope we all put our guns away.
It makes me afraid to think that a gun might get into the hands of a child or someone with mental illness.

I feel this fear everyday. It’s a great big fury rug on my shoulders that I have to shake off.

I say to myself: Fear or Faith? Pick one.

That is how my conversation would flow if I were having coffee with
John Lennon and talking about the new year.

Tell me. If John Lennon asked you What have you done?
What would you say?

Let’s pray.

Dear God,
A new year is around the corner. I’m getting panicky. Have I done all that you have asked me to do during this year? Have I been a good servant?

I desire to follow your will. May you continue to hold my hand and guide me to paths you have already prepared for me.

Bless each one of us with good health and good fortune. And may you give us courage to live our lives each day without fear.

Thank you.

Amen.

Lola

P.S. When I’m in my office with a candle burning and having a quiet time with God with all my uncertainties and thoughts about feeling unworthy put aside, I look over my list of things I did this year and I’m confident that I did great.

I didn’t land an interview with Barbara Walters. I wasn’t one of her 10 most fascinating people in 2014, but does anybody care?

God knows I show up and do the best I can. He loves me and sees the best in me.

And I believe when we serve the God of the universe with our hard work, he blesses us tenfold.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!


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What Have You Done (the last 11 months), Part 1

Every year in December I play John Lennon’s CD.
I insert the CD into my car’s stereo system and drive to the gym.

The words to the song Happy Christmas (War Is Over) make me cry.

I feel as if John Lennon is talking to me.
The tears well up around my eyes and a cocktail of uncertainty about the new year wells up in me, too.
Insecurities–am I confident enough? worthy enough?–seep through me, traveling in my veins.

Soon, black mascara is smeared all over my glasses.
I’m a mess when I reach my gym.

“Why play the song? ” you ask.
“Because I like to go through mild misery before getting to the gym.”

The first verse and chorus of the song go like this:

So this is Christmas
And what have you done
Another year over
And a new one just begun  . . .

A very Merry Christmas
And a Happy New Year
Let’s hope it’s a good one
With out any fear

The title of the song ought to be:
What Have You Done.

As I sit in my car I IMAGINE
What if he was talking to me face to face having coffee? Haha.
A Beatles member talking to me . . . work with me here . . .

This is how it would go.

JOHN: AND SO THIS IS CHRISTMAS
Lola: Yes, John. I’m well aware that this is Christmas. There is stress all around me as people shop for for food and wine and mindlessly pick up gifts to give. Some will spend Christmas Eve with a small group  of friends or, like me, they will have 15 relatives come over for Christmas Eve, for honey baked ham and egg rolls.

JOHN: AND WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?
Lola: Gosh . . . let’s see . . . [sigh] . . . such a loaded question. Let me tell you what I have NOT DONE. Not a whole lot. Nothing over the top that will get me inside the castle to have noon tea with the Queen of England. I won’t get to ask if she texts her grandkids.

Sadly, I have not done any acting to be considered a contender for this year’s Oscars. People Magazine didn’t include me on their list of 25 most intriguing people. I’m not intriguing enough, I guess.

My best seller is in its gestation stage. I didn’t find a cure for Parkinson’s disease.

However, this is what I HAVE DONE.

In April, my husband and I began walking/ hiking 20-25 miles a week.
It was our way of getting to know each other all over again since our grown boys have moved on to start their careers.

At first we started out with short walks, then they got longer and longer. Our steps  at times are  in sync; other times he leads and I walk behind. Something like a marriage.
There are quiet moments and that’s OK. I know he is not tuning me out. We are both thinking and dreaming. Then, I recall something funny and giggle.
“What’s so funny?” he asks.

The sound of the pebbles under our feet when walking  on the beach or going through the woods have become meditative. Our long walks have become something we have started to look forward to.

By the end of summer, I realized it was God’s way of telling us this empty nest is not so bad. Give this new space a chance. Breathe.

There’s no reason for us to uncouple just because certain famous people are doing it.

In July, I started writing again and like everyone else, I got my own blog. I prayed about it; then took the leap.
And one lesson I learned this year is to close your eyes, hug all your fears, and JUMP!
The net will appear.

If what you are doing feels right God will let you know. If not, he will slowly close the screen door.

Bloggers have viewed my site. This is a good sign.

In September, I joined a Bible Study Fellowship. Instead of laying in my bed watching the sky turn to dusk, I decided to take the leap and join a class.

And I feel I’m in the right place. Being with a group of ladies who share the same faith has sparked an interest in becoming more involved–I’m considering becoming a welcome committee director.

In November, I traveled to Manila to visit someone more special than the Queen. I went to visit Napoleon.
I taught him how to “high- five.”
For sure, that was more enjoyable than having tea with the Queen.

My humanitarian efforts this year include driving my 90-year-old Aunt Lucy every Monday get her dentures fixed and to buy a week’s worth of food at Safeway. This takes five  hours.
I also care for my aging mother every Wednesday.

. . . to be continued . . .

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