It’s back to school Monday!…a great week to all.

My son, who yesterday, or so it seems, drew this card for us, started high school today.  My friends, can you say Life on Warp Drive?

A Valentine’s Day Card –
Elementary School
Drawing_2Drawing by Danny P.  Copyright © February  2004.   All rights reserved.

It kills you to see them grow up. But I guess it would kill you quicker if they didn’t.
~Barbara Kingsolver

Mother Nature is wonderful.  Children get too old for piggy-back rides just about the same time they get too heavy for them.
-Author Unknown

Good Monday morning…and a great week to all.

I have been driven many times to my knees by the overwhelming conviction that I had nowhere else to go.
Abraham Lincoln, 16th President

Lincoln Memorial, Washington, D.C.545637751208_0_ALBPhoto by CCPerez. Copyright © August  2007  Connie Perez. All rights reserved. 

The things I want to know are in books; my best friend is the man who’ll get me a book I ain’t read.
Abraham Lincoln


It’s Friday!…have a great weekend.

We are living in a world that is absolutely transparent, and God is shining through it all the time.
~ Thomas Merton

“Shining Through” – Captiva Island681510626308_0_ALB
Photo by CCPerez. Copyright © August  2009  Connie Perez. All rights reserved.

Everything works out in the end. If it hasn’t worked out, it’s not the end.



Good Monday afternoon…and a great week to all.

You cannot see faith, but you can see the footprints of the faithful. We must leave behind “faithful footprints” for others to follow.~ Dr. Dennis Anderson

Great Sand Dunes National Park, Colorado
333384648208_0_ALBPhoto by CCPerez. Copyright © June 2008 Connie Perez. All rights reserved.

Life on Warp Drive

I’ve been having a lot of “mommy moments” lately. It’s what I call those moments when my mind runs wild with sweet flashbacks of the kids as babies or toddlers and memories of first words, first steps, and first days of school. Awww…….annnd CUT!…….Suddently those thoughts come to a screeching halt as reality check rattles my brain: “WHERE THE HECK HAS TIME GONE?!” How is it that next month both my children will be in high school? One finishing it the other one starting it? Just yesterday they were tiny and full of innocence, oblivious to life except for noticing mom and dad constantly meeting their needs. Now they are busy individuals with places to go and people to meet, peer pressure to decipher, and plenty of expectations worn on their sleeves. Let me tell you, I feel like I’m on the FASTPASS line of life.

Sometimes I look at them in the rear view mirror and remember the two of them in their car seats, fussing to get out or simply passed out from the soothing effect of the pacifier. Now it’s the sound of texting I hear. When did that happen? Must’ve been somewhere between the doctor appointments, parent-teacher conferences, work, house chores, and bill-paying, I don’t know, because we get so bogged down sometimes that we blink and miss things. Just the other day while out of town, I awoke in our hotel room and glanced over at their bed and I sat there watching them sleep. I noticed how big they looked in that bed, and I thought back to so many similar moments, except I remembered two tiny figures, almost lost inside the sheets. I seem to be catching myself comparing their past and present more and more lately. When exactly did we stop tucking them in and they start coming to us to say goodnight? Why now more than ever I’m making sure I hug them and kiss them plenty, plenty, almost to the verge of annoyance. [Yes kids I admit that without apology. Because I feel you’re slipping through my fingers].

We all know that time is relative. How slow or fast it passes depends on our perception. But that life is in constant motion is for certain. Look, we are already more than half way into their summer vacation. The summer breaks I so love. No school, no homework, no projects, no set bedtime. Instead, UNO knights take over, friends invade our home, and travel mode kicks in. It’s the time of year we get to spend the most time together, and trust me, we milk that to the last drop. My husband and I certainly have cherished every stage and milestone in our children’s lives to date, and I don’t need to tell you that my flashforwards are wishful thinkings of college and marriage and grandchildren and good health. Not yet though. As impatient souls living in this fast-moving world, we want everything now. But when it comes to my kids, somebody, PUHLEEEZE disengage the warp speed!

Wishing all of you a wonderful summer break. Enjoy your loved ones!!


While we try to teach our children all about life, Our children teach us what life is all about. ~Angela Schwindt

The only thing worth stealing is a kiss from a sleeping child.
~Joe Houldsworth

Children are not casual guests in our home. They have been
loaned to us temporarily for the purpose of loving them and
instilling a foundation of values on which their future lives
will be built.
~Dr. James C. Dobson

Good Monday afternoon…and a great week to all.

Life is short, take the scenic route!
 ~ Unknown
View of Monument Valley, Utah, south on U.S. Highway 163 437161752108_0_ALB
Photo by CCPerez. Copyright © July 2006 Connie Perez. All rights reserved.

Blind As a Bat

From where I sit to read in the mornings I can see the maintenance man clean the glass doors to my office building. Every morning he soaps them up and meticulously wipes them clean. I watch him inspect them once and again making sure he didn’t leave any sudsy streaks behind. How clean he leaves them. How clear I can see through them. If only all my views were always that clear. But they are not. Because it is not through what I look, it is with what I look – – sudsy, smudgy eyes marked with biases, judgments and misconceptions that muck up my view of things, people and circumstances. I have eyes but fail to see. Sometimes I’m as blind as a bat.

Reminds me of that story about a woman who had moved to a new neighborhood and every time she looked out her window she commented to her husband how the neighbor’s clothes hanging on a line were not cleaned well. Each week the woman would look through her window in judgment of her neighbor’s washing skills expressing how their neighbor needed to learn how to wash her laundry better. Then one day she looked out the window and noticed clean laundry hanging from her neighbor’s line. She told her husband that her neighbor had finally learned to properly wash her laundry and she wondered who had taught her. And her husband replied, “I got up early this morning and cleaned the window.”

Like the woman in that story, my eyes are sometimes covered with a tainted film that distorts what I look at and causes me to go into those dreaded and dangerous preconceived notions. Mostly due to years of fault-finding I supposed. But gosh how I kick myself every time I catch myself doing that. Only to do it again real soon. Geeze! I recall a scene in the 1989 movie The Abyss, where one of the main characters tells another: “We all see what we want to see….He sees hate and fear. You have to look with better eyes than that.” That line has always stuck with me. I realize my perception of people and the world will never be flawless, I know that, but I think that behind my looking there needs to be a perspective of faith. A belief that reminds me that everything on which my eyes rest can, in one way or another, tell me about God and His intentions. A belief that would, despite our world’s seemingly deteriorating ways, allow me to trust that there is good in it; a belief that despite what I think and feel when I look at others, would allow me to look through their eyes and exercise tolerance and compassion.

Yet my frustrations flare up at my inability to achieve that because it is so NOT easy. How do I get rid of that cataract-like film layering my eyes? Like the blind man in the story recounted in the Gospel of Mark [8:22-25] who begs Jesus to give him sight, I too desire to see. To see God clearer in things and in others. I pray He keeps my eyes from turning cloudier and helps me remove that impending crust. And instead helps me to look with better eyes than that – – with humble, fair, forgiving, and loving eyes. So maybe every so often, hopefully more often than not, I may be able to say I was blind but now I see.

I shut my eyes in order to see.
   ~ Paul Gauguin
All of us are watchers – of television, of time clocks, of traffic on the freeway –
but few are observers. Everyone is looking, not many are seeing.
   ~ Peter M. Leschak

One ship sails East,
And another West,
By the self-same winds that blow,
Tis the set of the sails
And not the gales,
That tells the way we go.
   ~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Travel for the Soul: Bimini

        We love the beach and have been fortunate enough to visit some awesome beaches in our lifetime.  In keeping with my “Travel for the Soul” series, here are some pictures and information about a beach spot we recently enjoyed, in case you want to plan a little R&R trip over there.

Bimini, Bahamas:

A quiet escape to empty beaches.

Photo by CCPerez. Copyright © June, 2009 Connie Perez. All rights reserved.

Bimini, mostly known for its fishing and diving, is one of the out islands of The Bahamas, made up of two small islands located just 60 miles east of Miami, Florida.  North Bimini is a 7-mile island of about 1,600 residents, which you can travel by bicycle or golf cart.  The main road, Kings Highway, is where you’ll find the handful of shops, hotels and restaurants. Queen’s highway follows the east coast along its beaches.  South Bimini is where the airport is located, and has just recently started to see development.  The best way to get to Bimini up until 2007 was Chalk’s Airways, but the seaplanes are no longer operational.  You can fly Continental Airlines from Fort Lauderdale, or charter a plane from Miami.

We were taken aback some by the island’s deteriorating condition and the poor living conditions of some of its residents, as is the case in most of the Caribbean islands. Quite the contrast to the way us tourists experience the island, something that definitely pains the heart to see. What these simple people lacked materially, however, they certainly made up for in courtesy and friendliness.  Nothing like a little perspective. That, plus its beaches, peaceful with crystal blue waters, definitely made this travel for the soul.  

General Information:

Continental Airlines
Bimini Island Air

Bimini Bay Resort & Marina – North Bimini
Condo units and private homes available for rental or ownership.
Bimini Sands Resort & Marina – South Bimini

Beachfront at Bimini Bay Resort & Marina.  So peaceful.

Photo by CCPerez. Copyright © June 2009 Connie Perez. All rights reserved.

Infinity Pool, Bimini Bay Resort & Marina

Photo by CCPerez. Copyright © June 2009 Connie Perez. All rights reserved.

The sunsets are all unique and all breathtaking.

Photo by CCPerez. Copyright © June 2009 Connie Perez. All rights reserved.

Happy travels my friends!

Good morning…and a great week to all.

What is to give light must endure burning.
~ Viktor Frankl.

Captiva Island, Florida234825960208_0_ALBPhoto by CCPerez. Copyright © July, 2007 Connie Perez. All rights reserved.  


Worth1000Words: Fetal Hand Grasp

Shhh…you’ll wake the baby…                                                      2009052021

This incredible photograph was taken on August 19, 1999 by a man named Michael Clancy during a surgery to correct spina bifida. The “Fetal Hand Grasp” photo appeared for the first time on September 7, 1999 in U.S.A. Today.  The amazing little boy, Samuel Armas, was born on December 2, 1999.  His somewhat unusual first baby picture has become the most popular photograph in the greatest human rights movement of our age, the Pro-Life movement.

“When I see that picture, the first thing I think of is how special and lucky I am to have God use me that way,” Samuel told during a recent interview, almost ten years after that picture was taken.

Photo:  Michael Clancy