Showing posts with label Lectures on Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lectures on Life. Show all posts

On Watching Television

April 29, 2012

Dear Children,
We own a TV, but you're rarely allowed to watch it.  It has zero channels so the only thing you can do on it is watch an occasional movie or play the Wii.  We also have a rule that there's no TV during the week, only on weekends.  It's something that you're so used to you, you don't really think about it too much.

When we lived in NV there was a going away get-together for one of my friends at a yogurt shop.  I thought it was for the entire family, but when I got there I found out that it was only for the mom's.  Luckily, there was a TV and a couch so the four of you sat very quiet and content for over an hour while the mom's and I visited.  All my friends were shocked that you would sit and be so good, but I explained to them that you hardly ever get to watch TV so you were quite happy to sit and gape at it.

Just in case it becomes an issue in later years, here are some reasons why we have such strict rules.  I've included some quotes to back me up.  :)


1.  I don't like fighting. 
Children are imitators and those who watch violent shows are more likely to display aggressive behavior. They are more likely to “strike out at playmates, argue, and disobey authority” according to the American Psychological Association Help Center.  


"Today, watching television often means fighting, violence and foul language - and that's just deciding who gets to hold the remote control." -Donna Gephart  (Funny and so true.)


My kids already fight and argue enough as it is, so why would I let them watch programs that encourage fighting and disrespect?  Even cartoons and the Disney Channel aren't safe.  They're full of fighting, disrespect for adults, crude humor, and sarcasm. 


2.  I think TV's are ugly.  
In most homes today the first thing you see when you walk in is a big ol' television.  All the couches are turned to it and it's the main focus of the room.  I'd rather not have a TV in the main rooms of the house and the one's we do have I like to tuck away in cabinets so you can at least close the doors.  This living room would look so much better without the big ugly black box:
living room design
3.  You already have everything you need. 
There are thousands of commercials seen on TV each year and many of them are for products that I don't want to encourage you to have.  Alcohol, junk food or fast food, the newest toy gadget, etc.   Plus, many items advertised use sex to sell them and that just bugs me to no end.

"In general my children refuse to eat anything that hasn't danced on television."  -Erma Bombeck

I also don't want to encourage materialism.  When we lived in Korea I was pretty content with our tiny apartment, lemon car, and sparse furnishings.  We didn't want for much because no one else in the village had much either.  Suddenly, when we moved back to the US we wanted so much more.  What we had was no longer enough because that's what society teaches... you can never have too much.

4.  There are better things to do.
Watching television takes away from important activities such as reading, school work, playing, exercise, family interaction, and social development.  These are the things I would rather you do:


Make forts 




Play with toys


Play with Friends

Read books


Play Outside

Use your Imagination

 5.  I used to be addicted to TV.
Yep, I'm owning up to it.  There have been two times in my life when I've fallen into a depression and the TV sucked me in and it became an outlet to get away from the world.  As much as I hated it (because it made me even more depressed watching pointless shows all day) I couldn't seem to escape it.  I was willing to watch anything and everything and I would usually follow my TV watching with a nap.  I would wake up and half the day was gone.  I'd snap out of it for awhile, but about 7:00pm the shows would come on that were actually semi-interesting so I would turn the tube back on to watch for a few more hours.  Pretty much the whole day was wasted.


"The television, that insidious beast, that Medusa which freezes a billion people to stone every night, staring fixedly, that Siren which called and sang and promised so much and gave, after all, so little."
-Ray Bradbury, The Golden Apples of the Sun


6. Television isn't real.
According to the American Academy of Child and Adolescent Psychiatry children learn information from television that may be inappropriate or incorrect.  They often can not tell the difference between the fantasy presented on television versus reality. 


"Television is not real life.  In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs."    
-Bill Gates


A few more reasons it's misleading: there are rarely consequences to people's actions and it glamorizes immoral behavior.


7.  I'm a lazy parent.
I know there are good programs that teach and inspire, but I'm not not willing to take the time to do what raisesmartkid.com suggests:


"Choose what your kids watch.  When the chosen show is over, turn the TV off.  Make sure you choose shows that promote positive values that you want your kid to adopt -  like being kind, responsible, and cooperative.  Watch with your kid, and talk to him about the show that you’ve watched after it’s over.  Explain disturbing images to him, and that conflicts can be resolved without violence.  Also, characters in movies can do things that real people cannot.  Let him know the difference between what is real and what is not.  Encourage your kid to make TV viewing an active learning experience, rather than a passive one."


See?  I told you I'm lazy.   Much too lazy to monitor everything my children watch and then have a chat with them afterwards to make sure it's educational and uplifting.  


I hope you still love me, 
Mama


P.S.  As always, these are my opinions and I don't expect anyone to adopt them as their own.  I'm just sharing lessons I've learned along the way of life.

On Being Modest

August 30, 2011

Dear Clara and Nora,
I sometimes wonder if it's that big of a deal to be so strict with what my little girls wear (or what I wear, for that matter).  Some of the cutest outfits are sleeveless and I want to buy them so bad.  Does it really matter what you wear now as long as you learn to cover up eventually?  That's the thing.   If I let you wear whatever you want now at what age do you start dressing modestly?  I think it has to begin early so that it won't ever be an issue.

I want you to respect your body.  I want you to dress appropriately so that you're never purposefully causing boys/men to think inappropriately.  Do I want you to wear dresses to your ankles with sleeves to your wrists?  No.  I believe a woman can still be stylish, feminine and gorgeous while being modest.  I believe righteous men find women even more desirable if they are trying to live the Gospel fully.

Sometimes people just don't get my strict standards and that's okay.  They think I'm strange and they might think you're strange too.  Being strange isn't such a bad thing.  Different is good.  Embrace it. :)

strange
adj. strang·erstrang·est
1. Not previously known; unfamiliar.
2.
a. Out of the ordinary; unusual or striking.
b. Differing from the normal.
3. Not of one's own or a particular locality, environment, or kind; exotic.


The poster and the following information is taken from the Friend magazine.

When you get dressed to go to school, church, or just be with your friends, look over this checklist to make sure your appearance reflects what you believe. Ask yourself, “If I were with Jesus Christ, would I feel comfortable with my appearance?”

  •  My shoulders are covered.
  •  My shirt covers my stomach.
  •  My shorts or skirt go to my knees.
  •  My shirt is not low-cut.
  •  My clothes are not tight.
  •  I don’t look sloppy.
  •  My hair is combed.
  •  My clothes are not saggy, torn, or holey to fit in with a style.
  •  Labels or words on my clothes are respectful, not rude or offensive.
Tip: Sometimes you might think your clothes are modest—until you start moving around. To make sure you will still be modest if you bend over or run around, sing the Primary song, “Head, Shoulders, Knees, and Toes”and do the actions while you sing. If you can still be modest with all that movement, you’re ready to go!

_________________________________________________________________________________

From me:  I've recently been wondering if this applies to sports as well?  What about swimsuits (even modest ones) that reveal so much of our bodies?  I ask these questions because I myself, don't know the answers.  I mean, I think tanks and regular swimsuits are okay under certain circumstances (ie sports & swimming).  It's all so fuzzy, this area between right and wrong.  Do what you feel good about my loves.  I suggest looking to the prophets for counsel.  I know they're inspired.

Sincerely, Your momacita

P.S. As always, these are my opinions and I don't expect anyone to adopt them as their own.  I'm just sharing lessons I've learned along the way of life.

P.S.S. Update 3-27-13:  I think it's totally ok and appropriate for babies and toddlers to wear tank tops and sleeveless clothing.  It seems like the time to start dressing more modestly coincides with the time kids start spending more time around other adults and children.  Preschool age.


On Getting Out of a Slump

Sunday, June 19th, 9:36pm

Dear Daughters,
     I haven't written a letter for more than a week.  There's a reason for it.  A long, drawn out, boring reason;  but I'd like to tell you anyway.

About a month ago I was at a doctor's apointment and I mentioned a concern I had.  My doctor wanted me to do some blood work to make sure I didn't have a Pituitary Tumor.  After the blood work was done I had to wait for the results and then make another appointment to see my doctor so she could go over them in person.

The results were... okay.  At least they ruled out the initial thought of me having a tumor, but she thought I should then have an Ultrasound because my blood test was slightly abnormal.  An appointment was made and a few days later I was getting an Ultrasound.  At this point they were trying to rule out Breast Cancer.

While getting my Ultrasound it was suggested I stay and get a Mammogram as well since things still weren't quite right.  I waited for the results of both of these tests and then made another apointment to see my doctor to go over the results in person.  When she got the results everything was still just okay so she sent a referral for me to go to a different clinic and get a Ductogram.

I was now freaking out, but trying to play it cool.  I was certain I was dying and told Danika so.  She let me cry to her for about an hour and it felt good.  Trey kept assuring me I was going to be okay and that they were just taking precautions to get to the bottom of everything.

The end results were that I wasn't dying.  I didn't have a Pituitary Tumor.  I didn't have Breast Cancer.  Nope, it turns out I have hormones that are all out of whack.  Oh my goodness, as if I didn't already know that!!  I know I'm a mess, but at least I have a reason now.  Right?  Am I right?  Hello?

Over the course of the next few weeks I was in contact with a few friends who were; in some way or another, deeling with depression or out of control hormones.  We chatted about how to overcome them; should we take medication, or was it just a matter of being more faithful and trying harder?  I still don't know the answer.

My hormones don't always get in the way of life, usually just one week out of the month (you know the week).  Is that a reason to not write our life's happenings just because I felt depressed, unmotivated, mopey, tired, fed up and stressed?  I wasn't being the nicest person in the world and I'm sorry.  Oh me, oh my.  Life had me down!  Satan was winning!

Something happened to pull me out of my slump, something always does.   I was re-reading the book, "A Heart Like His" by Virginia H. Pearce and it was exactly what I needed to pull myself up, dust myself off, and start over fresh.

I was reading the book out of duty because "A Heart Like His" is our theme for girls camp so I was using it to help plan devotionals.  As I was reading though I realized how closed my heart was and that if I wanted things to change I needed to not only pray for them to change, but I needed to make a change.

The author quotes Elder John H. Groberg,
When filled with God's love, we can do and see and understand things that we could not otherwise do or see or understand.  Filled with His love, we can endure pain, quell fear, forgive freely, avoid contention, renew strength, and bless and help others in ways suprising even to us.

I wasn't feeling His love, but that was my own fault and I decided to do something about it.

1.  Wake up earlier so I have time to shower, get ready for the day, and read my scriptures before the kids wake up.  In order to do this I have to wake up at 5:30am.  NOT something I enjoy, but something that DOES help.

2.  Make sure all the blinds are opened for the day.  It may seem like a little thing, but sunlight = happiness.  Attempting to be outside in the fresh air and sunlight everyday will do wonders too.

3.  Make sure I'm eating healthy, getting enough sleep and excercising.  By excercising I don't mean going to the gym for an hour.  I'm talking about crazy busy mom excercises (I'll talk about those later).

4.  Try and get organized the day before so that things run more smoothly.  A disorganized mom = stress, chaos and blah!

As I was going about my new regiment of early morning reading I came across an article in the Ensign that quoted heavily from a talk by Elder Richard G. Sott titled, "Trust in the Lord".  He said, 

Just when all seems to be going right, challenges often come in multiple doses applied simultaneously.  When those trials are not consequences of your disobedience , they are evidence that the Lord feels you are prepared to grow more.  He therefore gives you experiences that stimulate growth, understanding and compassion, which polish you for your everlasting benefit.  To get you from where you are to where He wants you to be requires a lot of stretching, and that generally entails discomfort and pain. 

The scripture D&C 84:88 was also quoted,  
I will go before your face.  I will be on your right hand and on your left, and my Spirit shall be in your hearts, and mine angels round about you, to bear you up.  

For about a week now I've had a completely different attitude and it's amazing the difference it makes.  I share this extremely boring story with you to let you know you're not alone when you feel down and you're not crazy either. :)  I'm hoping that by reading about my trials they'll help you to better overcome your own.

I love you and wish you the best.  I'm always here for you.
Mom

P.S.  As always, these are my opinions and I don't expect anyone to adopt them as their own.  I'm just sharing lessons I've learned along the way of life.

On Never Giving Up

May 25, 2011 10:17 pm


Dear Love,


Recently a very dear friend wrote me a letter asking for advice and she wanted to know how we do what we do.  You know... go to grad school while having four children, no money, lots of stress, tons of responsibilities and basically an all-around crazy way of life.  I asked your opinion on the matter and you had some profound advice.  I wrote her a letter using your wisdom sprinkled with a itsy bitsy tiny bit of mine.  


This is (basically) what I wrote her:

First of all I'm flattered that you would even ask me for advice.  You're too sweet.  Before I begin my speech I think you need to know a little more about Trey and I's background before Pharmacy school. 

When we first got married Trey was in the Army.  We lived in CA for a year and a half and life was BLISS.  We then moved to TX into (literally) a blue shack.  It was a very weird and crazy 6 months and then Trey got orders to go to Korea on a hardship tour.  I was five months pregnant when he left and I lived with his parents.  It was horrible being separated for two months and the whole time we were apart Trey was working on getting me to be able to come over.  When I was seven months pregnant I was finally able to go to Korea and we lived in the smallest little apartment I've ever seen.  We had no car, no washer, dryer, dishwasher and we did without a lot of "modern" conveniences.  Because we chose to be together in Korea the Army cut our paycheck by more than half. I had my first baby, Jonas, at a very outdated hospital that was two hours away from where we lived.  Our years in Korea were an adventure, but not always a good one.  After Korea we moved to Maryland and that's when Clara was born.  When she was four days old she got deathly ill and was hospitalized for almost a month.  When we made the choice to get out of the Army it was very difficult because life's choices are made for you and we were scared to face the real world.  

After we got out of the Army we were living with Trey's parents when we found out I was pregnant with a surprise Nora.  No job, no house, no money.  Trey went back to school and got his Real Estate License, but then the economy went bad, it wasn't a secure career, and we lost a lot of money.  He then started a construction business with his best friend, but it ended up not being a good thing and we lost thousands of dollars.  When Trey was going to undergrad times were very stressful because he had to make straight A's in order to get accepted to Pharmacy school.



When he finally decided on the path to Pharmacy school we already had three kids and we had been married six years.  What I'm trying to say is... LIFE IS HARD.  Are you surprised?  Sometimes I am.  I never imagined my life to be what it is now, but I wouldn't do anything differently.  Every trial and setback has made us stronger individually and as a couple.

As far as school goes, yes it's hard.  Harder than we both thought it would be.  There are days when I don't want to get out of bed.  Days when I can't seem to control the tears.  It's stressful and emotional and sometimes I hate it.  I have to constantly remind myself that it's going to be worth it. Trey and I seem to bounce back and forth between him feeling depressed and like he can't handle it and then it's my turn and he's lifting me up, telling me it's going to be okay.  We've both learned things about ourselves and yes, we're stronger now.  

You don't know what you're capable of until you're pushed to your limit.  Heavenly Father will often give us a gentle pull or push to make us grow, but some of the time it's a shove.

The way to tell if you're on the right path is if it's so hard you feel like quiting.

The main thing to remember is NEVER GIVE UP!  There's no courage in quiting.  It's okay to fail and try again, but it's not okay to quit.  We've failed at a lot of things, but it wasn't for lack of trying.  What I mean by never give up is that if you don't pass a class you take it again.  If you fail again, try harder.  You keep trying until they tell you not to come back.  If that happens, try a different path.  History is full of extraordinary people who failed numerous times before they succeeded.



* As a young man, Abraham Lincoln went to war a captain and returned a private. Afterwards, he was a failure as a businessman. As a lawyer in Springfield, he was too impractical and temperamental to be a success. He turned to politics and was defeated in his first try for the legislature, again defeated in his first attempt to be nominated for congress, defeated in his application to be commissioner of the General Land Office, defeated in the senatorial election of 1854, defeated in his efforts for the vice-presidency in 1856, and defeated in the senatorial election of 1858. At about that time, he wrote in a letter to a friend, "I am now the most miserable man living. If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one cheerful face on the earth."



*Michael Jordan was cut  from high school basketball teams. Jordan once observed, "I've failed over and over again in my life. That is why I succeed."


*Henry Ford failed and went broke five times before he succeeded.



There are lots more, but I'm sure you get the point.

We do what we do because we have to.  Some nights Trey doesn't even go to bed because he's studying so much.  School doesn't come easy for him.  There are countless times when Trey has felt dumb and like he's not smart enough.  He does whatever it takes in order to pass.

I take care of the cooking, cleaning, the kids, preschool, my calling, soccer, homework, etc... by myself... because I have to.  Some days I do it better than others.

This time of your life will past and when you look back you'll realize it wasn't as hard as you thought.  I know it's so hard right now, but try and have faith and stay positive.  You're going to have constant learning and growing experiences and I know you guys will do great.

Love, Meshan

Some points I wanted to add for journaling purposes:

Two years have flown by and in the thick of it I thought it would never end.  I can't believe Pharmacy School will be over soon.  I remember crying to Grandma and Grandpa Livvy about how hard it all was and having myself a nice little pity party.  They snapped me out of it by telling me how lucky we were to have Trey going to school, how blessed we were to have four healthy children and how I needed to be grateful for the things I have.  They told me that when we're in our eighties we'll remember these years fondly as the best years of our lives.  I'm so thankful for their wise words and that they have been such a constant source of encouragement and prayers on our behalf.

Just to be clear, these are the years we're going to treasure:
The years our children were little and running around getting into mischief.  The years a date out seemed like the most wonderful luxury in the world.  The years we had to constantly encourage one another to press forward.  The years we had to count every penny and hope they would stretch until the next student loan came.  The years we lived in the blazing Nevada heat. The years when our lives were consumed with soccer.   The years I ran a preschool out of our home.  The years we treasured our time together because time together was so rare…

Yes.  I do, indeed, feel blessed.

xoxo, Me