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Quotes about brothers, sisters (siblings) and family

Tuesday, January 9th, 2007

Since I’m looking for something to put on the top right of the header on this blog, I’ve read a lot of great quotes about siblings and family lately.  I wanted to share some of them here.  I found most of them at Quote Garden.

Quotations are great for condensing wisdom, humor and/or insight into a few words.  Forgive this long list, but read them all!  They’re so good…and so true:

Our brothers and sisters are there with us from the dawn of our personal stories to the inevitable dusk.  ~Susan Scarf Merrell

Our siblings push buttons that cast us in roles we felt sure we had let go of long ago – the baby, the peacekeeper, the caretaker, the avoider…. It doesn’t seem to matter how much time has elapsed or how far we’ve traveled.  ~Jane Mersky Leder 

To the outside world we all grow old.  But not to brothers and sisters.  We know each other as we always were.  We know each other’s hearts.  We share private family jokes.  We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys.  We live outside the touch of time.  ~Clara Ortega

If you don’t understand how a woman could both love her sister dearly and want to wring her neck at the same time, then you were probably an only child.  ~Linda Sunshine

Sisters are different flowers from the same garden.  ~Author Unknown

The family.  We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another’s desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together.  ~Erma Bombeck

Family quarrels have a total bitterness unmatched by others.  Yet it sometimes happens that they also have a kind of tang, a pleasantness beneath the unpleasantness, based on the tacit understanding that this is not for keeps; that any limb you climb out on will still be there later for you to climb back.  ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic’s Notebook, 1960

Our most basic instinct is not for survival but for family.  Most of us would give our own life for the survival of a family member, yet we lead our daily life too often as if we take our family for granted.  ~Paul Pearshall

If the family were a fruit, it would be an orange, a circle of sections, held together but separable – each segment distinct.  ~Letty Cottin Pogrebin

Family faces are magic mirrors.  Looking at people who belong to us, we see the past, present, and future.  ~Gail Lumet Buckley

The lack of emotional security of our American young people is due, I believe, to their isolation from the larger family unit.  No two people – no mere father and mother – as I have often said, are enough to provide emotional security for a child.  He needs to feel himself one in a world of kinfolk, persons of variety in age and temperament, and yet allied to himself by an indissoluble bond which he cannot break if he could, for nature has welded him into it before he was born.  ~Pearl S.

I’m a rose in the family garden.  A few thorns here and there, but singular, sweet and not too hard on the eyes.   ~The Median Sib

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“If I Were Santa , I’d . . . ” Now THIS is a Christmas Gift I would REALLY Treasure!

Saturday, December 30th, 2006

Got this via email from Ruth awhile ago.  Now THIS is a Christmas Gift that would be at the top of MY list!

If I Were Santa, I’d . . .

If I were ol’ Santa, you know what I’d do;

I’d dump silly gifts that are given to you,

And deliver some things just inside your front door,

Things you have lost but treasured before.

I’d give you back all your maidenly vigor,

And to go along with it, a neat tiny figure.

Then restore the old color that once graced your hair,

Before rinses and bleaches took residence there.

I’d bring back the shape with which you were gifted,

So things now suspended need not be uplifted.

I’d draw in your tummy and smooth down your back

Until you’d be a dream in those tight-fitting slacks.

I’d remove all your wrinkles and leave only one chin,

So you wouldn’t spend hours rubbing grease on your skin.

You’d never have flashes or queer dizzy spells

And you wouldn’t hear noises like ringing of bells.

No sore aching feet and no corns on your toes;

No searching for spectacles when they’re right on your nose.

Not a shot would you take in your arm, hip or fanny

From a doctor who thinks you’re a nervous old granny.

You’d never have a headache, so no pills would you take

And no heating pad needed since your muscles won’t ache.

Yes, if I were Santa, you’d never look stupid.

You’d be a cute little chick with the romance of Cupid.

I’d give a lift to your heart when those wolves start to whistle

And the joys of your heart would be light as a thistle.

Even though we’ve grown older, this wish is sincere:

Merry Christmas to you and a Happy New Year!

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God’s Coffee

Thursday, December 21st, 2006

A group of alumni, highly established in their careers, got together to visit their old university professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in work and life.

Offering his guests coffee, the professor went to the kitchen and returned with a large pot of coffee and an assortment of cups – porcelain, plastic, glass, crystal, some plain looking, some expensive, some exquisite – telling them to help themselves to the coffee.

When all the former students had a cup of coffee in hand, the professor said, “If you noticed, all the nice looking, expensive cups were taken up, leaving behind the plain and cheap ones. While it is normal for you to want only the best for yourselves, that is the source of your problems and stress. Be assured that the cup itself adds no quality to the coffee. In most cases it is just more expensive, and in some cases, even hides what we drink. What all of you really wanted was coffee, not the cup, but you consciously went for the best cups. And then you began eyeing each other’s cups.

Now consider this: Life is the coffee. The jobs, money and position in society are the cups. They are just tools to hold and contain Life. The type of cup we have does not define, nor change, the quality of Life we live.

Sometimes, by concentrating only on the cup, we fail to enjoy the coffee God has provided us.”

God brews the coffee, not the cups. ENJOY YOUR COFFEE!

The happiest people don’t have the best of everything. They just make the best of everything.

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Leave the rest to God.

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Practice Does NOT Make Perfect

Thursday, December 21st, 2006

It makes BETTER.

I read or heard that quote recently.  I think it was in a sermon by a television preacher when I was visiting my Mother a couple weeks ago.  It’s a good one!  And so true. 

Practice doesn’t make perfect; it makes better.


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Condensing Christmas to just ONE HOUR

Thursday, December 14th, 2006

In a local newspaper today was an article by Cathy Clarkson. The title was “Condensing Christmas into One Hour.” In the article she writes of hearing a radio host asks the question: “If you could condense Christmas into one hour; what would be in that hour?”
Cathy described her Aunt Ellie’s boiled custard and coconut cake, the Barbie Dream House she received as a child, a Kleenex wrapped box of dusting powder from a student long ago, and her son’s happiness one Christmas at getting a complete cowboy outfit.

Condensing Christmas down to one hour has left me knowing some things for sure: I would not include cleaning house or “falling apart” when the clear tape is gone.

There would be no time to get stuck in traffic or hunt for a parking place at the mall. My hour would not include looking for a present for someone that I barely know, or worrying over when I will have time to bake cookies for neighbors. There would just be just 60 minutes and no time to waste on something that was not precious, or delicious, or worth keeping.

It made me think about the question and what’s important to me.  I love that phrase that determines what’s important – “no time to waste on something that was not precious, or delicious, or worth keeping.”  What would YOU do if you had to condense Christmas to just one hour?

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What is YOUR Hymn? God Will Take Care of You

Tuesday, November 28th, 2006

In church this past Sunday, Pastor Tom’s sermon title was “What is Your Hymn?”  I’ve written about hymns before – here and here.   Growing up in a preacher’s family, hymns have always meant a lot to me.  I play the piano only a very little – but I can play more hymns than any other kind of music.  Hymns are some of the most beautiful and inspiring music in the world.

After Sunday’s sermon, I started thinking about which hymn “fits” what I want my life to be.  What is MY hymn? It’s a difficult question – a question with an answer that changes.

For today, I think God Will Take Care of You is the hymn that most reflects what I want my life to represent.

 God Will Take Care of You
Be not dismayed whate’er betide,
God will take care of you;
Beneath His wings of love abide,
God will take care of you.
God will take care of you,
Through every day, over all the way;
He will take care of you,
God will take care of you.
Through days of toil when heart doth fail,
God will take care of you;
When dangers fierce your path assail,
God will take care of you.
All you may need He will provide,
God will take care of you;
Nothing you ask will be denied,
God will take care of you.
No matter what may be the test,
God will take care of you;
Lean, weary one, upon His breast,
God will take care of you.

So, what is YOUR hymn?

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Build a bridge and get over it!

Monday, November 20th, 2006

Sometimes my family email gets a little lively. The other day, one of my sisters wrote an email saying facetiously that she was hurt that my mother had gone shopping without her. My mother’s replay was “Get over it.” I would have been shocked at her reply – except I know my mother, and thus I know that she wrote it with a smile and in a teasing way. However, the exchange led to this email I received from my niece:

Saying, “Get over it,” makes me think of a phrase my kids have latched on to. They heard someone say, “Build a bridge, and get over it.” So now our family just says, “Build a bridge” when someone needs to get over something.

R actually used the phrase at E’s ball practice the other day. E was getting frustrated at not getting the ball as much as he wanted it, and started to get down on himself. R caught his attention and said, “Hey! Build a bridge.” E cracked up and got over his little self-pity party. I’m sure everyone else around wondered what in the world he was talking about!

Don’t you love that phrase: Build a bridge and get over it. It’s great!

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A Teacher’s Place in Society – Lee Iacocca

Saturday, November 18th, 2006

In a completely rational society, the best of us would aspire to be teachers and the rest of us would have to settle for something less, because passing civilization along from one generation to the next ought to be the highest honor and the highest responsibility anyone could have.

~Lee Iacocca~

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May the word of my life be fully spoken before I die.

Monday, November 13th, 2006

From Pastor Tom’s Sunday sermon:

May the word of my life be fully spoken before I die.

How is that for a quote that makes you stop and think?

Our Military Personnel – Like NO Other in the World

Thursday, November 9th, 2006

I got this from Darleen over at Darleen’s Place.  It’s sad that photos such as this are not shown in every USA newspaper.  I am so proud of our troops and all the good they’re doing in the world. 

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