Just

Call Me

Betty

By

Rob McBride


The author takes full responsibility for errors or omissions in this book.  This is a compilation of ideas and thoughts of many different individuals.  While we have done our best to correct errors, the purpose is not to “perfect” rather to “perpetuate” the loving thoughts and memories for “The Beautiful Lady.”    

Copyright © 2010 Rob McBride

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First Edition

Published March 2010

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Rob McBride

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Betty

Just call me Betty / by Rob McBride.

HERBN 24-09-1938-BMt-1E

1. Moderation  2. Beauty  3. Tenacity  4. Confidence  5. Betty Smile  6. Radiance  7. Lights, Camera, Action 8. Burning Brazen and Bright

I thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new.

I thought about you yesterday and days before that too.

I think of you in silence, I often speak your name.

All I have are memories and a picture in a frame.

Your memory is a keepsake, with which I'll never part.

God has you in his keeping, I have you in my heart…

~ Author Unknown ~


Table of Contents

Introduction. 17

Betty’s Words. 21

Seeds of Success. 21

The Road not Taken.. 26

Success. 27

Ode: Intimations of Immortality.. 28

Betty Talks. 37

June 8, 1985. 37

March 7, 2008.. 37

March 8, 2008.. 38

June 8, 2008.. 45

For Rob.. 46

For Haydee.. 48

For Alicia.. 49

For Chanty.. 54

For Haydee, Alicia and Chanty.. 55

For Joan.. 57

Rob and Maya.. 58

For Friends and Family.. 60

Chanty and Alicia.. 62

Words for Betty. 70

Burning Brazen and Bright.. 70

Don’t Worry Be Happy.. 72

Bobby McBride.. 74

Joan Brettell.. 75

Alicia McBride.. 75

Elsie Joseph.. 78

Joan Brettell.. 79

Carlos Celli. 79

Faye Stephens. 80

Rosaliene Bacchus. 81

David Fishman.. 81

Timson.. 81

Rob McBride.. 81

Dave Mott.. 84

Adelina Stoichkova Santis. 84

Mark Canavan.. 84

Peter Garcia.. 84

Tanya McBride.. 84

Susan Montoya.. 84

Tamra McBride McIlvain.. 85

LaToya Dennis. 85

Susan Korwin.. 85

Rob McBride.. 85

Liliana Van Vort.. 85

Charlene Alvarez.. 85

Danielle Woermann.. 86

Rob McBride.. 86

Sasha Ahuja.. 86

Tamra Mcilvain.. 86

Tanya McBride.. 87

Dave Jones. 88

Palabras para Betty. 90

Haydee McBride.. 90

Jorge Karaz.. 93

Miguel Castillo.. 93

Guillermo Martin.. 93

Liduvina.. 93

Agustina Burgo.. 93

Jullie Materano Reyes. 94

Yaneth del Valle Yanez.. 94

Luis Martinez.. 94

Carmen Teresa Senior.. 95

Rafael Mendez.. 95

Pedro Silva Delgado.. 95

Griselda C. Sivira Pire.. 95

Ada Bonnie Fuenmayor V. 95

América Flores. 96

Andrea Small Carmona.. 96

Angel Rosendo.. 96

Ricardo Parra.. 96

Telma Carrasco Navarrete.. 97

José Luis Duro.. 97

Rolando Villegas. 97

Gustavo Lobig.. 97

Lilian Pereira Schmuck.. 97

Gloria Rojas. 97

Martha Laura.. 98

Susana Mafla.. 98

Tito Arellano.. 98

Ysvelia de Abreu.. 98

Antezana Nadya.. 99

Iderma Jiménez.. 99

Yuleima Casas. 99

Karina Elena Silva Ramoni. 100

Haydee McBride.. 100

Rob McBride.. 100

Nairy Silva.. 101

Mairym Marquez.. 101

Angela Perugini. 101

Roswitha Ringer Yager.. 101

Antezana Nadya.. 101

Raquel M de Rey.. 101

Jesus Gonzalez.. 102

Norah Perez Montes de Oca.. 102

Johnny Montes de Oca.. 103

Memories. 104

Do you Remember When... 105

Rob McBride.. 107

Dave Mott.. 109

Bobby McBride.. 113

Rob McBride.. 113

Alicia McBride.. 114

Chantalle McBride.. 115

Carole Bartlett Foss. 118

Gail and Len Gaches. 118

Donna Pacheco.. 120

Mitzi Zeri. 122

Mark Spaulding.. 122

Cathie Green Conard.. 122

Bill Salopek.. 122

Wayne Tilley.. 123

Roger Mandeville.. 123

Clay Coleman.. 123

Tom Davis. 123

Dennis Conrad.. 124

Jason W Johnson.. 124

John Bobbett.. 124

Mike Powers. 124

Dan Hess. 124

Rich Fite.. 124

Gary Freeze.. 124

Larry D. Duke.. 125

Susan Montoya.. 125

Abel McBride.. 125

Kristine Painter.. 125

Carol Latham... 125

Marcy Woodruff Hillerson.. 126

Mark D Williams. 126

Leonie San Miguel.. 126

MeLinda Drumheller.. 126

Tony Breidenbach.. 126

David Wingert.. 126

Don Smith.. 127

My Beautiful Mom... 127

Krista Rose Sundling.. 128

Fran Tyree-Duff Rayhorn.. 129

Andreina Villar-Woodworth.. 129

Adelina Stoichkova Santis. 129

Carolina Cardenas. 129

Laura Ann Schreiner.. 129

Andra Beth Oshman.. 130

Isabel Janette Guevara.. 130

Bertha Makita-Shuffield.. 130

Tanya McBride.. 130

Rob McBride.. 130

Greg Mooney.. 130

LaToya Dennis. 130

Dave Mott.. 131

Denise Parrish.. 131

Doug Vigil.. 131

Karen Smith Gibbs. 132

Jeff Apodaca.. 132

Maya McBride.. 132

Alix Noguera Lockhart.. 132

Stuart A. McBride.. 133

Allan M. Lujan.. 134

Jo Miranda.. 134

Joan Brettell.. 135

Kathleen T Fucile.. 135

Clara Apodaca.. 136

Feryerith Dumont.. 137

Gloria Garcia.. 139

Gus Pacheco.. 139

Marcela Sandoval.. 140

Jo Miranda.. 141

Patrick Callahan.. 143

Cathy Durham... 144

Dorothy Romero.. 144

Claudia Riecken.. 145

Allan Lujan.. 145

Maya McBride.. 146

Laura Lujan McBride.. 146

Kathleen Fucile.. 146

Pamela Lujan.. 147

Mona Jaramillo Will.. 147

Wendy Carnell.. 148

Selena Guinn.. 148

Adam Budko.. 148

Kathy Fucile.. 149

Mark Skotchdopole.. 149

Bibi Sánchez and Gloria Sena.. 149

Lalo Alvarez Toro.. 150

Jalayne Wineland.. 150

Sharon Olguin.. 151

Loren Olguin.. 152

Glynnie Franchini. 152

Paula Carlton.. 154

Pat Magyary.. 157

Tommy and Elsie Joseph.. 157

Moments. 159

Recuerdos. 162

Haydee McBride.. 162

Mi Bella Madre.. 164

Gisela Gonzalez.. 165

Nadya Antezana.. 165

Alexis Moreno.. 165

Sandra Sangronis. 165

Griselda C. Sivira Pire.. 165

Cati J. Martínez L.. 165

Maritza Viñoles. 165

Adriana Urueña.. 166

Adriana Bragan.. 166

Arnoldo Zarate.. 166

Ada Bonnie Fuenmayor Viana.. 166

Angela Perugini. 166

Nubia Croes. 167

Sandra Gil.. 167

Jose Garcia.. 167

Carmen Yánez.. 167

Zulay Dìaz.. 167

Adriana Ramos. 168

Maria Patricia Vazquez.. 168

Carmen Edith de Ron.. 168

Marbel Abel DelaCruz.. 168

Betty Galviz.. 168

Jenny Valdez.. 168

Maria C. Parada.. 169

Magaly Izquierdo.. 169

Jorge Castellanos. 169

Dalia Perez.. 169

Pat Monteferrante.. 170

Valentina Sanchez Gutierrez.. 170

Iderma Jiménez.. 170

Geovanine Velásquez.. 170

Mercedes Guanche.. 170

Andrés Landaeta.. 170

Heidily Santamaría.. 170

Betty Lopez.. 171

Ana Maria Guevara Bajares. 171

Rob McBride.. 171

Alicia Castillo.. 171

Omaira Botello.. 171

Raquel M de Rey.. 171

Martha Bernal M. 172

Rayza Alexandra Vilera Medina.. 172

Grace Hevia.. 172

Nairy Silva.. 172

Juan Ramirez.. 172

Maria Stella Badalamenti. 173

Ysvelia de Abreu.. 173

Beatriz Yolanda Saldeño.. 173

Marco Salas. 174

La Tierna.. 175

Guillermo Martin.. 176

A. M. Cisneros. 176

Hasta Luego. 178

It’s Showtime.. 179

The Man in the Arena.. 182

Betty’s Resume (1985). 183

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Introduction

24 Sep 19 ? ?     (It’s wise not to reveal a woman’s age!)

Beatriz Vigil Romero went into labor and for the first time in her childbearing years hopped in a car and went to Alamosa to an actual hospital to have her 11th and what would be to prove her last child.  Marie Elizabeth they called her.  As the last of eleven children, she had sisters who would serve as mentors and nieces who would become her closest friends and companions.

Abel I. Vigil Sr. instilled in all of his children a sense of confidence and pride.  Perhaps being the last in line, these characteristics were particularly taught to “Betty,” as she came to be known by all. 

She could be “perfect” and, in the eyes of her father, she was the picture of perfection.  Nothing was too good for his little girl.  He taught her she could achieve anything she desired.  She was capable of conquering the world in his eyes and, in time, she came to believe she could do the same.

The story of a little girl who left a small town for boarding school at an early age was just the start of Betty’s story.  Her father negotiated with Menaul High School in Albuquerque to pay her way with beef and potatoes.  This, along with work she did at the school, gave her an opportunity of a lifetime, an opportunity to break out of a small town which held no future for her.

Quickly her beauty and confidence attracted the eye of Robert “Bobby” McBride.  Together they made a great couple, he athletic and charming; she beautiful and vivacious.  After graduating from high school, they both went to the University of New Mexico and soon were married.  The service took them to San Antonio, Texas where their prodigal son, yours truly, was born (Hahahaha). Shortly thereafter, they moved back to Albuquerque where Betty began teaching school and Bobby went to law school.  As an English teacher, Betty was in her element.  She loved her subject and loved her students.  While it took her a little while to gain their respect, as she was only a few years older than most of her students, she taught with enthusiasm. 

To Betty, teaching wasn’t just a job.  It was her passion.  She reveled in her prose and her poetry.  Her excitement for what she did had a positive affect on many of the students who passed through her classroom.  She prepared diligently for her classes and threw herself into her work

Her love for poetry inspired her to write.  Her love for the spoken word moved her to memorize passages in the countless works which she would later teach to her students.  She thrived, her smile brightened and she was respected by her fellow teachers and loved by her students.

Betty lived what her father had preached.  Perfection perhaps to a fault, we may now ask in retrospect?  Anything less than absolute perfection just didn’t cut it for Betty.  Maybe it was this character trait which caused Betty to be unnecessarily harsh on herelf when she was unable to live up to her father’s or her own expectations.  On the positive side, it drove her drove her to be the best she could be.  Second best was never an option.  If anything was worth doing, it was worth doing right to be the best in the business. 

Betty later met and fell in love with a wonderful man.  Dave Mott, a Marine through and through.  Perhaps it was the dedication and honor which exudes from his soul which attracted Betty the most.  He is a noble and honest soul who came into her life at just the right time to sweep her off her feet.  He proved without a shadow of a doubt he was with her through thick and in thin, through trials and tribulations. 

Betty lived for her children and her grandchildren.  Her life revolved around their needs and desires.  There was nobody and nothing which would stand in her way to do whatever she could for her offspring and their children.  Together Betty and Dave traveled wherever it was necessary to show their love and support regardless of the circumstances.

Betty lived life on her terms and to the best of her ability.  When she was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, she decided she did not want to go through chemotherapy and radiation.  She wanted to “die with dignity,” and she did.  In her own home which meant so much to her and in her own room, she passed quietly and peacefully… We should all be so luck as to live our lives as Betty lived hers.  Betty shall live on in our hearts and in our souls forever as the vibrant and vivacious lady who brought smiles to our faces with her famous “Betty smile.” 

This book is a small memorial to the life of a lady who lived every day to the fullest and to the best of her ability.  I give personal thanks to every single person who ever made my mother smile… and for those who knew Betty, you know that is a lot of people!!  Also to everyone who took the time to call and send messagers, prayers and positive energy particularly during her last months which were so difficult for us all.  Support came flowing in from the far reaches of the universe… 

I thank you all!

Rob


Betty’s Words

Betty loved words.  

Language was her passion…

Following are some of her favorites.

Seeds of Success

God, I thank you for this day.

I know I have not accomplished as yet all you expect of me, and if that is your reason for bathing me in the fresh dew of another dawn, I am most grateful.

I am prepared, at last, to make you proud of me.

I will forget yesterday, with all its trials and tribulations, aggravations and setbacks, angers and frustrations. The past is already a dream from which I can neither retrieve a single word nor erase any foolish deeds.

I will resolve, however, that if I have injured anyone yesterday through my thoughtlessness, I will not let this day's sun set before I make amends, and nothing I do today will be of greater importance.

I will not fret the future. My success and happiness does not depend on straining to see what lurks dimly on the horizon but to do, this day, what lies clearly at hand.

I will treasure this day, for it is all I have. I know that its rushing hours cannot be accumulated or stored, like precious grain, for future use.

I will live as all good actors do when they are on stage - only in the moment. I cannot perform at my best today by regretting my previous act's mistakes or worrying about the scene to come.

I will embrace today's difficult tasks, take off my coat, and make dust in the world. I will remember that the busier I am, the less harm I am apt to suffer, the tastier will be my food, the sweeter my sleep, and the better satisfied I will be with my place in the world.

I will free myself today from slavery to clock and calendar. Although I will plan this day in order to conserve my steps and energy, I will begin to measure my life in deeds, not years; in thoughts, not seasons; in feelings, not figures on a dial.

I will remain aware of how little it takes to make this a happy day. Never will I pursue happiness, because it is not a goal, just a by-product, and there is no happiness in having or in getting; only in giving.

I will run from no danger I might encounter today, because I am certain that nothing will happen to me that I am not equipped to handle with your help. Just as any gem is polished by friction, I am certain to become more valuable through this day's adversities, and if you close one door, you always open another for me.

I will live this day as if it were Christmas. I will be a giver of gifts and deliver to my enemies the gift of forgiveness; my opponents, tolerance; my friends, a smile; my children, a good example, and every gift will be wrapped with unconditional love.

I will waste not even a precious second today in anger or hate or jealousy or selfishness. I know that the seeds I sow I will harvest, because every action, good or bad, is always followed by an equal reaction. I will plant only good seeds this day.

I will treat today as a priceless violin. One may draw harmony from it and another, discord, yet no one will blame the instrument. Life is the same, and if I play it correctly, it will give forth beauty, but if I play it ignorantly, it will produce ugliness.

I will condition myself to look on every problem I encounter today as no more than a pebble in my shoe. I remember the pain, so harsh I could hardly walk, and recall my surprise when I removed my shoe and found only a grain of sand.

I will work convinced that nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm. To do anything today that is truly worth doing, I must not stand back shivering and thinking of the cold and danger, but jump in with gusto and scramble through as well as I can.

I will face the world with goals set for this day, but they will be attainable ones, not the vague, impossible variety declared by those who make a career of failure. I realize that you always try me with a little, first, to see what I would do with a lot.

I will never hide my talents. If I am silent, I am forgotten, if I do not advance, I will fall back. If I walk away from any challenge today, my self-esteem will be forever scarred, and if I cease to grow, even a little, I will become smaller. I reject the stationary position because it is always the beginning of the end.

I will keep a smile on my face and in my heart even when it hurts today. I know that the world is a looking glass and gives back to me the reflection of my own soul. Now I understand the secret of correcting the attitude of others and that is to correct my own.

I will turn away from any temptation today that might cause me to break my word or my self-respect. I am positive that the only thing I possess more valuable than my life is my honor.

I will work this day with all my strength, content in the knowledge that life does not consist of wallowing in the past or peering anxiously at the future. It is appalling to contemplate the great number of painful steps by which one arrives at a truth so old, so obvious, and so frequently expressed. Whatever it offers, little or much, my life is now.

I will pause whenever I am feeling sorry for myself today, and remember that this is the only day I have and I must play it to the fullest. What my part may signify in the great whole, I may not recognize, but I am here to play it and now is the time.

I will count this day a separate life. I will remember that those who have fewest regrets are those who take each moment as it comes for all that it is worth.

This is my day! These are my seeds.

Thank you, God, for this precious garden of time.                            

~ Og Mandino

Mission: Success!

The Road not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,

And sorry I could not travel both

And be one traveler, long I stood

And looked down one as far as I could

To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,

And having perhaps the better claim,

Because it was grassy and wanted wear;

Though as for that the passing there

Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay

In leaves no step had trodden black.

Oh, I kept the first for another day!

Yet knowing how way leads on to way,

I doubted if I should ever come back.

 

I shall be telling this with a sigh Somewhere ages and ages hence:

Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--

I took the one less traveled by,

And that has made all the difference.

- Robert Frost

Success

To laugh often and love much; to win the respect of intelligent persons and the affection of children; to earn the approbation of honest citizens and endure the betrayal of false friends; to appreciate beauty; to find the best in others; to give of one’s self; to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; to have played and laughed with enthusiasm and sung with exultation; to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived—this is to have succeeded.

~ Author Unknown

Ode: Intimations of Immortality

I

There was a time when meadow, grove, and stream,

The earth, and every common sight,

To me did seem

Apparelled in celestial light,

The glory and the freshness of a dream.

It is not now as it hath been of yore;--

Turn wheresoe'er I may,

By night or day,

The things which I have seen I now can see no more.

 

II

 

The Rainbow comes and goes,

And lovely is the Rose,

The Moon doth with delight

Look round her when the heavens are bare,

Waters on a starry night

Are beautiful and fair;

The sunshine is a glorious birth;

But yet I know, where'er I go,

That there hath past away a glory from the earth.

 

III

 

Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song,

And while the young lambs bound

As to the tabor's sound,

To me alone there came a thought of grief:

A timely utterance gave that thought relief,

And I again am strong:

The cataracts blow their trumpets from the steep;

No more shall grief of mine the season wrong;

I hear the Echoes through the mountains throng,

The Winds come to me from the fields of sleep,

And all the earth is gay;

Land and sea

Give themselves up to jollity,

And with the heart of May

Doth every Beast keep holiday;--

Thou Child of Joy,

Shout round me, let me hear thy shouts, thou happy

Shepherd-boy!

 

IV

 

Ye blessed Creatures, I have heard the call

Ye to each other make; I see

The heavens laugh with you in your jubilee;

My heart is at your festival,

My head hath its coronal,

The fulness of your bliss, I feel--I feel it all.

Oh evil day! if I were sullen

While Earth herself is adorning,

This sweet May-morning,

And the Children are culling

On every side,

In a thousand valleys far and wide,

Fresh flowers; while the sun shines warm,

And the Babe leaps up on his Mother's arm:--

I hear, I hear, with joy I hear!

--But there's a Tree, of many, one,

A single Field which I have looked upon,

Both of them speak of something that is gone:

The Pansy at my feet

Doth the same tale repeat:

Whither is fled the visionary gleam?

Where is it now, the glory and the dream?

 

V

 

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:

The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,

Hath had elsewhere its setting,

And cometh from afar:

Not in entire forgetfulness,

And not in utter nakedness,

But trailing clouds of glory do we come

From God, who is our home:

Heaven lies about us in our infancy!

Shades of the prison-house begin to close

Upon the growing Boy,

But He beholds the light, and whence it flows,

He sees it in his joy;

The Youth, who daily farther from the east

Must travel, still is Nature's Priest,

And by the vision splendid

Is on his way attended;

At length the Man perceives it die away,

And fade into the light of common day.

 

VI

 

Earth fills her lap with pleasures of her own;

Yearnings she hath in her own natural kind,

And, even with something of a Mother's mind,

And no unworthy aim,

The homely Nurse doth all she can

To make her Foster-child, her Inmate Man,

Forget the glories he hath known,

And that imperial palace whence he came.

 

VII

 

Behold the Child among his new-born blisses,

A six years' Darling of a pigmy size!

See, where 'mid work of his own hand he lies,

Fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses,

With light upon him from his father's eyes!

See, at his feet, some little plan or chart,

Some fragment from his dream of human life,

Shaped by himself with newly-learned art;

A wedding or a festival,

A mourning or a funeral;

And this hath now his heart,

And unto this he frames his song:

Then will he fit his tongue

To dialogues of business, love, or strife;

But it will not be long

Ere this be thrown aside,

And with new joy and pride

The little Actor cons another part;

Filling from time to time his "humorous stage"

With all the Persons, down to palsied Age,

That Life brings with her in her equipage;

As if his whole vocation

Were endless imitation.

 

VIII

 

Thou, whose exterior semblance doth belie

Thy Soul's immensity;

Thou best Philosopher, who yet dost keep

Thy heritage, thou Eye among the blind,

That, deaf and silent, read'st the eternal deep,

Haunted for ever by the eternal mind,--

Mighty Prophet! Seer blest!

On whom those truths do rest,

Which we are toiling all our lives to find,

In darkness lost, the darkness of the grave;

Thou, over whom thy Immortality

Broods like the Day, a Master o'er a Slave,

A Presence which is not to be put by;

Thou little Child, yet glorious in the might

Of heaven-born freedom on thy being's height,

Why with such earnest pains dost thou provoke

The years to bring the inevitable yoke,

Thus blindly with thy blessedness at strife?

Full soon thy Soul shall have her earthly freight,

And custom lie upon thee with a weight

Heavy as frost, and deep almost as life!

 

IX

 

O joy! that in our embers

Is something that doth live,

That nature yet remembers

What was so fugitive!

The thought of our past years in me doth breed

Perpetual benediction: not indeed

For that which is most worthy to be blest--

Delight and liberty, the simple creed

Of Childhood, whether busy or at rest,

With new-fledged hope still fluttering in his breast:--

Not for these I raise

The song of thanks and praise;

But for those obstinate questionings

Of sense and outward things,

Fallings from us, vanishings;

Blank misgivings of a Creature

Moving about in worlds not realised,

High instincts before which our mortal Nature

Did tremble like a guilty Thing surprised:

But for those first affections,

Those shadowy recollections,

Which, be they what they may,

Are yet the fountain light of all our day,

Are yet a master light of all our seeing;

Uphold us, cherish, and have power to make

Our noisy years seem moments in the being

Of the eternal Silence: truths that wake,

To perish never;

Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour,

Nor Man nor Boy,

Nor all that is at enmity with joy,

Can utterly abolish or destroy!

Hence in a season of calm weather

Though inland far we be,

Our Souls have sight of that immortal sea

Which brought us hither,

Can in a moment travel thither,

And see the Children sport upon the shore,

And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.

 

X

 

Then sing, ye Birds, sing, sing a joyous song!

And let the young Lambs bound

As to the tabor's sound!

We in thought will join your throng,

Ye that pipe and ye that play,

Ye that through your hearts to-day

Feel the gladness of the May!

What though the radiance which was once so bright

Be now for ever taken from my sight,

Though nothing can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind;

In the primal sympathy

Which having been must ever be;

In the soothing thoughts that spring

Out of human suffering;

In the faith that looks through death,

In years that bring the philosophic mind.

 

XI

 

And O, ye Fountains, Meadows, Hills, and Groves,

Forebode not any severing of our loves!

Yet in my heart of hearts I feel your might;

I only have relinquished one delight

To live beneath your more habitual sway.

I love the Brooks which down their channels fret,

Even more than when I tripped lightly as they;

The innocent brightness of a new-born Day

Is lovely yet;

The Clouds that gather round the setting sun

Do take a sober colouring from an eye

That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality;

Another race hath been, and other palms are won.

Thanks to the human heart by which we live,

Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,

To me the meanest flower that blows can give

Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

 

~ William Wordsworth


Betty Talks

June 8, 1985

My dear Rob – there are so many things I want to tell you.  But the words don’t come readily.  How clearly I remember rthe day I learned that I would bear a child – how ecstatic I was as I watched you being born and know that I had a son. 

There is something about what a mother’s feelings for her children.  Possibly nothing else can ever compare to that, regardless of all that happens, no one and nothing can ever take that Love that one feels away.

 

March 7, 2008

Rob,

“Teach this triple truth to all: A generous heart, kind speech, and a life of service and compassion are the things which renew humanity.”

  --  Buddha

Rob, I read this and thought to myself – this is exactly what Rob is doing.

Hope your two days were rewarding!  Sometimes it’s not the number of people who attend your workshops; rather it is the benefit each got from listening to your inspirational advice.  As you so aptly quoted to me from Og Mandino – “there is no happiness in having or getting, only in giving.” You are truly a prime example of this – you two give so much of yourselves to all who are fortunate to have you in their lives.

March 8, 2008

height=224Dear Chanty:  We wish we were not so far away and that time was not flying by so fast.  We wish we could spend days like March 8 with you.  We hope you know how much you mean to us and how wonderful you are.  Hope your 18th birthday is as wonderful as you.  Hope you enjoy this.  We had such a good time preparing it for you.  Grandparents can sometimes be very crazy.  We love you, Chanty and will call you on your birthday.  We know you are planning to go to the beach but guess what?  We have your phone number!

~ Ama and Ito

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Proud Grandparents David and Betty Mott AKA Ito Y Ama

height=118Hereby declare that anyone wishing to date our 18th year old granddaughter must submit the following application prior to a scheduled telephone interview

The Beautiful Chantalle

Daughter of the incredible Rob and Haydee McBride

height=121Sister to the phenomenal Doctor-to-be Alicia McBride

Cannot and will not be allowed to date any ole’ chamo unless said ole’ chamo complies with the following:

height=99 Application To be completed by prospective applicant in his own handwriting.

 Application to be submitted to Ito and Ama ten days before even approaching the gorgeous

  Chantalle McBride

 Applicant must call Ito and Ama @ 1-505-892-0043 to schedule telephone interview

APPLICATION TO DATE CHANTALLE MCBRIDE

Please note:  All blanks must be filled, except where noted 

1.                   What are your anticipated inheritances? _______________________________

2.                   Name of Bank and Balance at such bank _________________________

3.                   Your Name ________________________________

4.                   Your Nickname and why are you called that? _____________________

5.                   Your Home Phone and Cell Phone____________________

6.                   Address:   City__________________State________

                     Country_______________

7.               Date of Birth _______________________________

8.              Place of Birth _________________________________

9.               Height _________________

10.              Weight _________________

11.              Grade Point Average _________________

12.              Name of High School or college now attending ________________________________

13.              How fast can you run 40 yards?  ________________________________

14.              If you can’t run 40 yards, explain why not __________________________________

15.              Do you have one male and one female parent? __________________________________

16.              If you do not have one male and one female parent, explain __________________________

17.              What is father’s occupation? __________________________

Mother’s____________________

18.              Do you own or have access to:

a.    A van _________________

b.    A truck with oversized tires _________________

c.     A car stereo with sub-woofers _________________

d.    A waterbed _________________

19.  Do you wear:

a.         An Earring _________________

b.         A nose Ring _________________

c.         A belly button ring _________________

d.         A Tattoo _________________

Note:  If your answer is “yes” to any question in Section 18 or 19, discontinue the application, and forget it, buddy!   Get lost!!!

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In 25 words or less, what does LATE mean to you? _________________________________________

Phone Number and Time and Date we may telephone interview your:

Father ___________________________________

Mother   ___________________________________

Minister or Priest ___________________________________

Next-door Neighbor ___________________________________

 Fill in the blanks below:

A woman’s place is in ___________________________________

When I meet a girl, the first thing I notice about her is her ___________________________________

Note:  If either of these answers start with the letter “B” discontinue the application, and forget it, buddy!   Leave the premises.  Get lost!!!

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(In case you are late)

Doctor’s name and phone #___________________________________

Dentist’s name and phone #___________________________________

Mortician’s name and phone #___________________________________

This application must be accompanied by a current photograph, complete financial statement, job history or latest report card, a complete medical report and 18 red roses for Chantalle.

 Sign here___________________Date___________

I swear that all the above information is true and correct to the best of my knowledge under penalty of grandparents’ wrath and/or a shotgun.

Fingerprints – Left Hand             Fingerprints – Right Hand

   

Please insure application is submitted to David and Betty Mott AKA Ito Y Ama, whose pictures are affixed hereto.  After submitting to said grandparents @ 500 Exeter Ct Rio Rancho, NM 87124 USA, please allow three to five weeks for processing.

Do not forget a current picture and 18 red roses for our gorgeous granddaughter must accompany this application.

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After processing is complete  by David and Betty Mott AKA Ito Y Ama, the following certificate will be granted

 Permission to date the beautiful and talented Chantalle McBride

 

This certifies that

________________________________________

Has met all the criteria to date our granddaughter Chantalle McBride 

Date: ___________________

Valid for one date only: 8:00 P.M.– 10:00 P.M.

 Duly signed by [s]David and Betty Mott aka Ito Y Ama

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 June 8, 2008

Happy Birthday, Rob.

I remember that joyous day, June 8, 1962@ 2:38 A.M.

The tears I shed of happiness said more than I could say

I thanked the lord above for giving you to me

Then made a pledge to care for you the very best I could

Could not think of what to name this treasure of my heart

And took you home and cared for you as Robert Hugh McBride

Through the years you have blessed me much more than I could tell you

You have always been so special in the things you say and do

It is easy to feel nostalgic about the little boy you once were

It is even easier to feel proud of the man you have become

Rob, you bring pride to our family and joy to my heart

You are my blessing and my love forever

You are my happy memories of the past

My joyful moments of the present

My hope and promise of the future

You are my son, my pride, and my friend

I pray your life brings you the type of blessings you have brought to me.

I love you, Rob on your birthday and everyday!

For Rob

I said to David, “There are so many things I wish I could tell Rob.” His pragmatic answer was: “Tell him.”

Today, as I sit here with tears of fear streaming down my face, my body weak and weary, I want you to know I feel so fortunate to have you for a son.

I hate to disappoint you by ever disagreeing with you because I know all you do pertaining to me is done with great love. I cannot adequately begin to tell you what you mean to me and how I value and trust you.  Perhaps this is what made our talk this morning so difficult.

I love your bright face when we talk about serious subjects and love the fact you can laugh and make me smile when together we are able to laugh at the inconsistencies we find all around us and even with ourselves.

I love your eyes when you are showing emotion.  They become darker and brighter, like stars.

I love your mind and the excitement you reveal when you discover new ideas and are discussing new dreams you want to make realities.

Many people tell me they cannot talk to their children and cannot wait for them to leave home.  I have never forgotten how much it hurt me to say Good Bye to you in front on your dorm room at Boulder.  Part of my heart, my joy and my happiness went with you that day knowing I would not have the Mother’s pleasure of seeing and sharing things with you every day.

I want you to know that even when I give you “the look” which may sometimes dismay you, I enjoy you so much, look forward to and treasure every moment we spend together.  Not only are you my adored son; you are also my friend.

I love that you choose to come and spend time with me at this particular time.  Your face, your attitude, your beautiful smile bring me joy and a reason for wanting to keep on fighting.   It has been a special joy for me to watch you grow, change and become such a beautiful person.  I know you share this feeling watching your beautiful girls grow, change and become the persons they want to be.  Today I felt the need to tell you how important you are in my life and how much I love you.  Never ever forget that!

For Haydee

God doesn’t give you the people you want, He gives you the people you NEED – To help you, to hurt you, to leave you, to love you and to make you into the person you were meant to be.

Dear God:

The lady reading this is beautiful, classy and strong, and I love her.  Help her live her life to the fullest.  Please promote her and cause her to excel above her expectations.  Help her shine in the darkest places where it is impossible to love.  Protect her at all times, lift her up when she needs you the most, and let her up when she needs you the most, and let her know when she walks with you, She will be safe.

Love you,

Betty

For Alicia

September 9, 2009

A 21-yr Diamond Beauty!

By this time every year I have thought and thought about you and have written you a birthday letter changing it over and over telling you exactly what you mean in my life and telling you what I wanted you to know I felt.  There is so much to say and time is running short for me now. I procrastinated – which is never a good thing. In two days I will be in the hospital and then what will be will be.  To tell you the truth my mind has been a little fuzzy from all the medications.  I find myself unable to concentrate and to read.  My mind wanders.  I don’t mind telling you, it seems like my entire life is flashing right before my eyes.  I find myself thinking of my Mom and Dad, my sisters, my brothers, my Rob, my Maya, my David, and my granddaughters  - all my life-long friends.

 Because this is your 21st birthday it is a time I must set apart to realistically tell you how I cherish your being.  Alicia, my granddaughter who is exactly 50 years younger than I am, as you grow older I feel closer to you and feel so happy in telling you that somehow as these 21 years have gone by, you just keep growing, nicer, smarter, and more wonderful. I no longer feel like I am talking to a child, I am talking to an extraordinarily sensational girl who as  William Wordsworth says: “the child shall become father to the man.”

 “The phrase means that what we are when young gives shape and, in a sense, gives birth to what we are when grown

 MY heart leaps up when I behold

A rainbow in the sky:

So was it when my life began,

So is it now I am a man,

So be it when I shall grow old

Or let me die!

The child is father of the man:

And I could wish my days to be

Bound each to each by natural piety

It is the spontaneously unselfish love of the small child which makes the transition to full adulthood possible. Of course, this love often tends to be overshadowed for a time by the almost too rapid growth of the competitively-trained adolescent intellect, and this unbalance of mind and heart surely accounts for a great many of the pains of adolescence. Yet to the degree that we guide our actions by our earliest, grandly unselfish, outward-reaching love -- now immensely strengthened and broadened by our knowledge and experience -- by so much does the true adult come to birth within us. In this lies the inner meaning of the old saying that the child is the father of the man.  Just as a father deserves our respect, in the same way, the child also deserves our respect.  To me the phrase means that what we are when young gives shape and, in a sense, gives birth to what we are when grown.”

 This quotation came so rapidly to me as I lay thinking of your foregone 21 years.  Seems like we never “baby-talked” to you.  Though you were child- like in your behavior, you always seemed to be more mature than those with whom you conversed.  I often wondered – Is she really that smart?  Or do I just flatter myself thinking she is because she is my granddaughter?  I also prayed:  “Lord, give her direction to be of service to her fellowman.”As I have learned from your Dad – yes, the child is father of this mom – remember these axioms:  things we can never take back.

And the four Agreements by which I will faithfully try to live the remainder of my life.

  1. I will be impeccable with my word
  2. I will not take anything personally
  3. I will not make assumptions
  4. I will always do my very best

 Alicia, I ask you to pray for your little “ole”Ama and share with me the prayer which has become my constant companion. I know my spirituality has sometimes wavered but has always existed, thanks to my parents and to my teachers at Menaul School.  Somehow it has become more profound now!  Why now?  Perhaps my need is far greater now.  We tend to turn to God more when we are in great need. Should not be like this but it is!

 “Lord, it so easy for me to be disheartened and discouraged.  Look upon me with compassion as I struggle with my emotions and my life.  May I remember always that I am not alone in my suffering and may I have the courage and openness to seek and accept the help of others. I pray too for my loved ones, my friends, and neighbors.  I am grateful for their patience in loving and accepting me as I am and for their courage in helping me face my problems.  As together we begin to heal the many hurts caused by this emotional turmoil I ask you to guide me to the peace, love, serenity and union I can find only with you. If it is Thy will, give me the life to see the greatness of Alicia, my 21-yr beautiful and brilliant granddaughter whose life will certainly create changes which will be beneficial to all mankind.  Help me to trust and admonish her wise words:  “What we have here is a little bump in the road.  My Dad always says attitude turns problems into challenges; this is just a hurdle we have to overcome and the better the attitude the higher we jump.” Yes, it is true – my granddaughter has become my mentor. For this and for your caring, love and support I wish you an early happy birthday.  Your trip to *Europe with our sweetheart, Chanty, will be something you will treasure forever.  As your Dad says:  “Have fun!”  I love you, Alicia!

* Alicia and Chanty’s trip to Europe was cancelled at the last minute and they were able to spend time with Ama instead.  We still wonder if my mom somehow might have had a “hand” in these events.  : ) me

For Chanty

We know you were heaven sent for us.

You have brought us love and laughter.

You are wonderful, as special as can be.

We saw your love shining for us even when you were a tiny baby. 

Your eyes spoke words you could not say because during those

days you were only “getting tinier.” 

So let us tell you, Chanty, our love for you continues to grow.

We are so proud of you as you start your University studies.

Take care of yourself, sweet granddaughter of ours.

Be healthy, wise, and sweet.  Study hard and always do your best.

“Be true to yourself,” and as your Daddy says “have fun” in all you do.

We will be thinking of you on Monday, your first day at the University.

You will look back on these forthcoming days as the best time in your life.

For Haydee, Alicia and Chanty

Dear Haydee, Alicia, and Chanty,

 I have thought so much about you recently.  Today by the time I got up Ito had printed your letter for me, Haydee.  As always, I am so happy to hear from all of you.  Chanty, your messages delight me.  Thank you, Chanty and Alicia, for sharing part of your time with us this summer.  I can’t think of too many grandmothers whose granddaughters are so loving and caring.  I was pleased to see you were able to have a good time with your McBride cousins while you were here.  Chanty, Your beautiful birthday gift adorns my coffee table; Alicia, Piglet reminds me to be strong and sleeps with me every night.

Chanty’s work of art who knows exactly what Ama like on her birthday

Haydee, you are responsible for so much happiness in my life.  You have given me the most priceless gifts – my granddaughters. You have loved and encouraged my Rob. 

You have been kind and shown respect for me both me and Ito.  We do not have to be close in distance to be close in spirit.  Think of the many families who live in the same town and sometimes in the same street and they do not share the love and affection we have for each other.  I have been blessed with three wonderful sisters, a daughter and a little Laura who lights my heart every time I see her.  Because of you, Ito and I have traveled and seen places we would have never seen before.  Also, because of you, we have met wonderful people who have become integral parts of our lives. I loved spending time with you, Alicia and Chanty, recently and learned so much more about each of you.

There are circumstances which happen in our lives and we wish with all our heart that we could erase them.  Unfortunately, we cannot do that.  One thing we do know is those instances which bring us pain are the often the circumstances which teach us the most.  So let us be positive and forgive ourselves for deeds we have done and regretted.  Until we forgive ourselves we cannot forgive each other.

Some days I feel very good and other days are not as pleasant.  I do know Rob’s laughter brings much love to both me and Ito.

For Joan

How can I say thank you to the one person who thinks of me day and night?  I know you do and you never fail to show it.  With you I can share the good, the bad, and the ugly.  So many many happy memories with you, Joan.  We have laughed together, cried together and been together in good times and in times of sorrow.  I truly believe you and I have shared more than most sisters can ever dream about.

You are special now and forever!  Truly love you/Bmt 

Rob and Maya

 

Dear Rob and Maya: 2/11/09

Mom’s life was total devotion to us and to our children.

Her life may not have been as glamorous as some.
What's left when we have no Mom to call?

I think of her more so on Saturday mornings.

It was our time – our time to chat and laugh.

She loved too well; perhaps that’s why we miss her.

She was all bright loveliness to me and to you.

Without her much that is golden is gone from our days.
It’s been 24 years and I miss her far more than you will ever know.

Even as I write this, my tears for her flow inconsolably.

Every year on her birthday I do something I know would please her.

Joan and I still call each other and say: “Happy Birthday, Mom.”

It is always a race to see who calls first – just as we tried to be the first to call her on her day.

This year I will see my 91-year old Katie, who is still playing golf.

More importantly, I will take Gili Guy, who is out of school for the afternoon, for lunch.

I know my being with Joanie’s grandson would make Mom incredibly happy.

Rob and Maya, tell Alicia, Chanty and Laura about your wonderful Grandma Bea and never stop remembering her and loving her, as she loved us. /Mom

Rob, how could you ever have been that little!  She loved seeing you play little league, worried about your being on your knees all the time as catcher and loved watching you in YAFL.

 

Maya, you made her laugh when you gave her Rob’s big brass cow bell and told her “Grandma, put this by your bed and ring it very loudly at night if you need me. I’ll come running.”

She was truly a “lady” in every sense of the word. She was my Mom; I loved her and miss her still.

 

 

 

For Friends and Family

For years we have shared precious moments of friendship and love.  I want you to know how much these relationships have meant to me.  During one’s lifetime we discover we have many acquaintances but very few true friends.  When you ask God for a gift, be thankful if he sends, not diamonds, nor pearls nor riches, but the love of real true friends.  I treasure and thank you for the times spent with you – the laughter, the joy and now a sad message where we might share a tear or two.

David has kept you informed about my bout with this dreadful disease.  I am so grateful to have him in my life and for the information he has shared on my behalf with you. On Thursday, September 10, our oncologist, David and I, knowing the cancer has spread widely and knowing my prognosis is very poor (as in three – eight months) have determined to treat this killer disease merely with palliative pain control; i.e., no chemo. The oncologist informed us the chemo has not been shown to provide quality of life for my incurable Stage 4 pancreatic cancer.

One of the most significant statements I heard from the good doctor is “if you have lived a good life; you will die a good death, surrounded by the love and support of friends and family, who will attempt to mirror the love you have shared throughout your life.”  Your letters, telephone calls, e-mails, flowers, fruit, cards, pictures, porcelain angels, prayers and good thoughts have certainly brought me a wealth of good feelings and rejuvenated my spirit and soul. 

With the help of my incredible husband, partner, lover, and friend I will attempt to wake up each morning giving thanks for the life I have lived and the friends I have.  Every day for 21 years David has in some way or another shown me how important I am to him and how much he loves me. I want you to know how important you are to me and how much I love you. 

Marie Elizabeth (Please call me “Betty”)Vigil, McBride, Mott, Moatts.  Wish you could have been a little fly on the wall seeing David poke me and saying “Baby, I think they are calling you.”  I have been Marie, Marie Moat, Mary Moatts, Elizabeth McBride Mott.  Never have they asked for “Betty.”  You would have had a wonderful chuckle (as David, Maya and Rob did) in the hospital when in my anesthetic stupor I refused to acknowledge I was Mary Moatts.  That took the cake!  I think I told the nurse I had never heard of that person.

Again, thank you for sharing my life and my love and for being my friend.

 

Sincerely – Betty

Chanty and Alicia

September 27, 2009

Beautiful Chantalle

On Thursday you will be leaving me to go back home to Venezuela. I want you to know that having you with us has been God’s sending us a ray of sunshine into our world, when we were saddened by all the current events.

Chantalle, having you as a Granddaughter is my gift to hold forever just as one would treasure gold. Your dad gave me the most precious of gifts. No wonder we love you, “our precious moment.”

Your smile brings me rainbows of happiness even in my loneliest of days. Thank you so much for all you do for both Ito and me. As years have passed you have grown more special every day. We love you more and more. No words can describe the warm memories, the pride and the gratitude we feel from having you as our beautiful, intelligent, kind, and thoughtful Chanty. As I have already said: you are “my precious moment.”

Sweet Alicia,

Dear Alicia: I have read and re-read this. Don’t really know who wrote it but I wanted to share these thoughts with you.

You will be leaving me to go back home to Venezuela on Thursday. This month will always be one of the most memorable in my life. Your Father has given me much; giving me a granddaughter like you is truly a gift from heaven.

Always know Ama has loved you from the day you were born. This love will continue. Read the following words and know they come from the heart from someone who adores you. As you continue your life’s journey, appreciate the love, encouragement and incredible faith we have all had for you. You will be successful; of that I am certain. Most importantly, encourage your Father, Mother, and Sister in the same manner they have always fostered your emotional and educational growth. Be proud of what they have had to do to make your dreams come true. Parents come in all sizes and forms. You are truly the lucky one because your Mom and Dad are unique and unlike any other parents I know. You might say I truly believe in them right? I can’t say enough about my beloved son, your father. Remember your Mom, Dad, and Sister need encouragement from time to time as well.

Thanks for spending your 21st birthday with me and for the love and encouragement you have given to me the entire time you have been here.

This poem is for both of you:

“If tomorrow starts without me,

And I'm not there to see,

If the sun should rise and find your eyes

all filled with tears for me;

I wish so much you wouldn't cry

The way you did today,

While thinking of the many things,

We didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,

As much as I love you,

and each time that you think of me,

I know you'll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me,

Please try to understand,

That an angel came and called my name,

And took me by the hand,

and said my place was ready,

In heaven far above,

And that I'd have to leave behind

All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,

A tear fell from my eye

For all my life, I'd always thought,

I didn't want to die.

I had so much to live for,

So much left yet to do,

It seemed almost impossible,

That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays

The good ones and the bad,

I thought of all the love we shared,

and all the fun we had

If I could relive yesterday

Just even for a while,

I'd say good-bye and kiss you

And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,

That this could never be,

For emptiness and memories,

would take the place of me.

And when I thought of worldly things,

I might miss come tomorrow,

I thought of you, and when I did,

My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates,

I felt so much at home

When God looked down and smiled at me,

From His great golden throne.

He said, "This is eternity,

And all I've promised you."

Today your life on earth is past,

But here life starts anew

I promise no tomorrow,

But today will always last,

And since each day's the same way

There's no longing for the past.

You have been so faithful,

So trusting and so true.

Though there were times

You did some things

You knew you shouldn't do.

But you have been forgiven

And now at last you're free.

So won't you come and take my hand

And share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,

Don't think we're far apart,

For every time you think of me,

I'm right here, in your heart.”

 

Author believed to be

~ David Romano

 

 


Words for Betty

Burning Brazen and Bright

Through the early morning light so clear, magnificent and bright,

 A tiny bud pushes through branches which hold it straight and true.

A miracle to behold as it makes its own way bravely through the fold.

At first insignificant and small, to the naked eye barely perceptible at all.

Then by some magical trance, the bud bursts forth boldly to take a stance.

Replete with confidence and power, it comes forth to become a flower.

The bright shining sun it seeks, not once considering being timid nor meek.

Its mission and path are clear for it has a deep seeded need and has no fear.

To the heavens above it pushes forth knowing exactly in each instant its north.

A burning desire is stirred from within to bring beauty and splendor despite the din.

Then one day in the middle of the entire fray, the bud bursts bravely open as if to say:

“This is my mission and this is my day to come into the world replete with decision!”

And as the petals one by one softly unfold, they are certainly a sight to behold.

Such delicate splendor and grace amid what we typically call the “rat race.”

The sun continues to shine making the journey exquisite and oh, so fine.

And then one day after glowing so great, it begins to lose its shape.

The petals once so smooth and silky now appear lifeless and milky.

As the petals begin to shake and fall, we now know that this is all.

And so like the flower, we eventually come down from our tower.

From burning brazen and bright, as we slip gently into the night.

~ Rob

16 Sep 2009

Don’t Worry Be Happy

Lunar Letter (September 2009)

In 1988, Bobby McFerrin took the phrase, “Don’t worry, be happy,” from Meher Baba and converted it into a song which hit the #1 spot on the Billboard Hot 100 chart.

Is it possible to not worry and be happy?

It is possible and the proof is we have each been able to achieve this worthy ideal at some point in our lives. Establishing a pattern which permits us to be happy instead of worried can give rise to effective action which positively influences and determines our destiny.

Why do we worry?

While each situation is different, it tends to be the lack of something. We can express it in terms of “Not Having” a particular condition or feeling. If we are worried about a poor result on an exam, it’s because we “Don’t Have” the knowledge necessary. If we are worried about a bill which is due, it’s because we “Don’t Have” enough money. If we are worried about an interview we are about to have, it’s because we “Don’t Have” enough preparation. If we are worried about what happens when we pass from this reality which we call life to another reality which is yet unknown, it’s because we “Don’t Have” certainty of what is going happen.

How can we be happy?

While the possibilities are endless, it has to do with “Having” something. We are happy because we “Have” enough knowledge which allows us to shine on an exam. We are happy because we “Have” enough money to pay our bills. We are happy because we “Have” the preparation necessary for a positive result on an interview. We are happy because we “Have” our own faith about what will happen when we pass from this reality we call life.

It is possible to not worry and be happy when we focus on what we “Have” instead of what we “Don’t Have.” If we are worried about a poor result on an exam, we can focus on the brain we “Have” and the capacity we “Have” to increase our knowledge. If we are worried about a pending bill, we can focus on the mind we “Have” and creativity we “Have” to make money. If we are worried about an interview, we can focus on the experience we “Have” and the common sense we “Have” to better prepare ourselves for the encounter. If we are worried about the only thing which really lurks beyond for everyone regardless of color, race, creed or economic status, we can focus on the faith we “Have” or in this instant which we “Have” or on the wonderful memories we “Have” or the children we “Have” or the positive relationships we “Have” or in the magic in each and every moment we can “Have” in an instant.

In a phrase, “Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.” These moments come from what we “Have” and not from what we “Don’t Have.” Don’t worry, be happy because we all can be thankful for the many things we “Have!”

Bobby McBride

That is a great picture of you and Betty!!!

 Dad

Joan Brettell

Dear Rob, I enjoy your Lunar Letters.  Your Dedication, as your Mom put it, brought the "cry babies" to my home today.  She is looking forward to your gals visit.  I'm still talking to her every morning.  Was good seeing you.  Love, Aunt jbb

Alicia McBride

August 3, 2009

Hi Ama and Ito!!!

How are you guys? How have you been doing??

I know I've been in touch by text message because it's faster, but a good letter is necessary every once in a while don't you think?

This weekend I haven't been feeling very good... Had a cold and a tummy ache and I spent most of the weekend in bed  :s ... I'm feeling a little better now, though I still have a headache that's bugging me...

Last week I got my ear pierced!! On the top part of the ear, the cartilage. Right now it's swollen and red, and it hurts if I lie on it accidentally haha, but I'm taking good care of it and it should be all healed and pretty in no time. I've been wanting to get it pierced for a long long time!! But my Dad always said that I have enough holes in my head (of course he was counting my ears, eyes, nose and mouth :p). I finally got permission and took advantage of the first chance I got!

I really miss you both and in times like these, I miss you so much more... I wish I were there with you to hold your hand, talk to you, be with you... It makes me sad to find out about everything from so far away. Always know that I'm with you in heart and spirit, I'm here for whatever you need, anytime. We all just have to be brave and patient.

I love you both so much, I wish we could be with you right now... Since my Dad is going, he can be there for all of us and send you our love... :D

Be brave piglets!!

August 17, 2009

Hi Ama and Ito!

Last week I was at a summer camp in a town called Carupano, east of Caracas, and this week I'm on the other side, in Valencia. As we drive towards the sunrise to pick up the kids for today's activities, I've been rereading your emails and thinking of you.

I can't help having tears in my eyes as I write because I know how scared you must be. And I know that fear is not about a tumor and it's not about surgery, the fear we all feel now is one of anticipation and uncertainty. We fear the unknown. We can never be completely sure of what's going to happen from one day to the next.

At times like these I remember one of the most important things I've ever learned in the short life I've led so far: Attitude.  You might say that it's something I learned from my Dad, but he only helped nurture a seed you planted. I'll never forget one time you came to Venezuela and I had an awards ceremony at my school, I was nervous because I wanted the top prize for my year and was afraid I wouldn't get it. You gave me a pin that says Attitude and you told me to not worry about getting the prize or not, what matters is how I feel about myself and what I've accomplished. It's all we can do, the only thing we can change, the outcome of the situation is ultimately out of our hands but a good attitude will always improve the end result. If I don't get the prize I'm satisfied with myself because I know I did the best I could and if I do get the prize I'm so much happier because I got my cherry on top of my perfect sundae.

What we have here is a little bump in the road. My Dad always says attitude turns problems into challenges, this is just a hurdle we have to overcome and the better the attitude the higher we jump.

Well the kids are starting to arrive and I shouldn't be using my phone so much... Talk to you laters!

Be brave piglets!

Elsie Joseph

Thanks, Rob, for always forwarding your lunar letters.  This last one is so "apropos."  I take long walks every day, and I have been praying a lot and so hard for Betty.  I am so sad, and both Tommy and I think of her every minute of every day.  She is so special in our lives.  She is the one who has managed  to keep us all apprised of each other's events, good and bad.  I have always felt  that I knew your family so well because Betty told us so much of her and David's trip to visit you, and she always described in detail everything about their visit and how she loved your daughters and how much they mean to her.  I have a heaviness in my heart and a sadness for all she has gone though these last few weeks.  I want to say, "be still my heart," and dear God take care of Betty,  Love you Rob - - our best to you and your family.  We will continue to pray so hard for Betty.  We love her so much!  love, ej

Joan Brettell

Dear Betts,  There are a few things that "dreadful disease" that has invaded my little sister's body cannot destroy, which is the beautiful way you have of putting into words what most of us only think.

Betts you are such an important part of my  life now, and have been,  going back to Mom and Dad's days.

I have always treasured our times together especially the times you and I and Mom shared.  Even the times we spent with Mom in that Alamosa Motel when Dad was in the hospital.

Betts I'm so very grateful Our Marine landed on Exeter Court, as I know for sure He will take care of you.  I love you both.  Bueno, jbb

Carlos Celli

Hello how are you? I’ve wanted to write you but i have been so busy leatly with my job and patients and stuffs but that doesn`t mean that I haven’t been thinking about you guys, specially thinking about ama. I wanted to say to you both that in this moments of uncertainty and doubt about what’s the right thing to do or why things happens and so other questions we could ask to ourselves the best thing we can do is to have faith; faith in that God knows why things happens even when we don´t understand them, faith in that what ever happens it will be god’s will and it will be for the best even when it doesn’t seem to be that way. The one thing i regret the most about broking up with alice is that I’m not a part of your family any more, but that doesn’t mean that i`m not here for you for any thing that I could be helpful or that something changed about what I feel for you. Ama, you really made a place into my life that i will never forget, and i wanted you to know that I always remerber you in my prayers. I love you so very much, and I’ll always be here for anything.

Faye Stephens

As usual, your Lunar Letter seemed to be meant just for me.   Our daughter passed away 4 wks. ago, so we've had some real challenges, as you can expect.

When I sent out email about the death of our daughter, I had replies from everyone, except Betty and David.  I just assumed that they were traveling....perhaps visiting you and your family as they always loved to do.   However, I am shocked to read that Betty has serious health challenges.   Do you feel comfortable telling me what's going on or do you prefer that I just call or email David to find out from him.

My husband (Waymon) and I played golf with B&D on Saturdays for several months after both men retired.  Then I just dropped my membership from the Club to help with my granddaughter since my daughter was sick.  She had been sick for 1 1/2 yrs. before she passed away, so that was taking a lot of my time and attention.

I will definitely remember Betty in my prayers and it will help me through my difficult times to focus on sending my positive energy to her, as I need to focus on OTHERS and not myself. 

Rosaliene Bacchus

Dear Rob
 
I have said a silent prayer for your mother Betty Mott that she may find the inner strength in herself to face the challenges and pains of each new day.
 
May your support and those of you who love her lighten her burden.
 
Kind regards

David Fishman

Great picture of you and your Mom. I'll never forget the trip donw to Mexico when we stopped at your home and she made us Chili.

 

Timson

Thanks for sharing the thought…

I am sure that your mother will definitely come off…being such a positive person…

Our prayers too…

Rob McBride

How can I help?

Wednesday, August 26, 2009 at 10:11am

Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers for my mom...

In this type of situation the heartfelt question, "How can I help?" is frequently asked...

I have a perfect way that you can help in this trying time. All you need to is simply think back to what you remember about my mom and send me a note here on Facebook or to my e-mail which is:

rob@inspire.com.ve

You can start your message with...

"What I remember about Betty is..."

You can write down a specific experience or what you remember in general. It can be a "toast" or it can be a "roast." Afterwards I will print them out and when she is feeling a bit better, it will give her some great memories which in some cases will no doubt make her cry and in others make her laugh.
Here go some of my thoughts...

What I remember about my mom is the way she used to "correct" my papers right when I was ready to turn them in during high school causing me to do them all over again the "right" way.

What I remember about my mom is her infectious smile which "contaminated" everybody in sight.

What I remember about my mom is her story about the photographer who told her, "Tone it down a little lady," referring to her smile as he was about to take her picture.

What I remember about my mom is how she was always there for me in troubled times and to celebrate my victories.

What I remember about my mom is her tireless dedication to her mother and father when they needed her most.

What I remember about my mom is her unwavering support to me in my new found profession as an author and a speaker.

What I remember about my mom is her desire to have her home impeccably clean and organized.

What I remember about my mom is her wonderful attitude about
life.

My beautiful mom, Betty Mott,

the one with the "infectious" smile!

Dave Mott

Dave MottThat's pretty powerful Robbie, and what a beautiful photo. Thanks for doing this, she'll love it!!

 

Adelina Stoichkova Santis

Adelina Stoichkova SantisI do not know your mum, but what I know is that she has a loving son, and as a mother I also know that this is a great reason to want to leave for. You can tell her that :-)

Mark Canavan

Mark CanavanThat's beautiful Rob

 

Peter GarciaPeter Garcia

Hi Bob, I only met your mother on the telephone once when we were working together at Merrill when I lived in Caracas. Ms. Betty, I'm not much into inspirational things anymore because I found the source that makes everything happen. I will talk to him tonight and ask him to Bless You and watch over you. Cheers!!! P.S. your son fills up my FB with a lot of things I don't have time to read but this was indeed worthy.

Tanya McBride

Tanya McBrideall done ! so much great stuff to remember!

 

Susan Montoya

Susan MontoyaWOW! What a wonderful, beautiful idea. Thank you for doing this, for ALL of us.

Tamra McBride McIlvain

Tamra McBride McIlvainthanks for doing this Robbie. It really is beautiful!

 

LaToya Dennis

LaToya DennisYour Mom sounds amazing! That is a great sentiment you wrote.

 

Susan Korwin

Susan KorwinRob, this is the best tribute to your mom! I recently lost my dad, and I wrote a blog article about him and all he did for me. I think this is a fantastic idea! My prayers are with her and your family!

Rob McBride

Rob McBrideThank you all for your memories, words, prayers and wishes!! Your thoughts will be great therapy for my mom in the days, weeks and months to come...
: ) me

Liliana Van Vort

Liliana Van VortRob, Someone I know told me the other day of a friend who was diagnosed with liver cancer 13 years ago - when they opened her up they told the family that it had spread and didn't remove anything. She decided that she wasn't going to give ...up - she said no to chemo therapy and only took pain killers. Her BODY fought the cancer and she is still alive today - her liver cleansed out the malignant cells. Please look at diet changes, exercises, etc. and most of all don't lose hope or faith. Take care.

Charlene Alvarez

Just took a peek at your profile and was able to finally see this wonderful woman named "MOM". Now I see where you get your radiant smile and beautiful spirit, her smile shows the joy of being in this life here and now. Please celebrate her life today and create those memories that you will hold dear in your heart for tomorrow, she is alive and needs your presence to meet whatever her destiny shall be; hold her hand and help her to seek shelter and comfort. I know that the Lords presence is ever so near to you and your family, may his love comfort you and give you strength in all that you must meet in this trying time. Tomorrow is not ours to borrow, but we can rest assured that HE will walk with us today...

Danielle Woermann

How is your mom?

 

Rob McBride

Rob McBrideUnfortunatley my mom isn't doing well... Her cancer isn't operable and she is not too crazy about the idea of chemo. Fortunately, she has a great attitude!

Sasha Ahuja

Hi Rob,
My prayers are with you and your Mom; things can suddenly take a turn for the better and I pray that they shall best

Tamra Mcilvain

 "What I remember about Betty is..."

There are so many great things to remember about my Aunt Betty... How she really is always smiling and cheerful. She is the one who always remembers birthdays and sends little notes wishing everyone a happy holiday. So very sweet and thoughtful. She lets you know she is thinking of you.

One specific memory that I will never forget is one that happened when I was very young. It is one of my earliest memories. I think my Mom and Dad (and Tanya and Tom?) went out of town and for some reason that I can't remember, I didn't go with them. I went to stay with Aunt Betty. It was probably for only a weekend, but I must have been homesick and sad. I remember we went to a grocery store and there was some kind of store display with a bunch of balloons. Aunt Betty wanted to buy me some balloons to cheer me up, but I don't think these were really for sale - they were a display. I remember Aunt Betty trying to convince them to sell her some balloons. I don't even remember if I ever got any balloons – and I am not sure if that's the way things really happened, but that's the way I remember it. I remember my Aunt Betty making me feel very important and special - loved. That is what I remember about Aunt Betty.

Tanya McBride

I remember going to babysit Maya years ago on Alvarado and I was always impressed that my Aunt betty always had beautiful nails and clothes.

I always remember my Aunt Betty being so nice to me at all times, no matter what I was going through.

I remember having a very difficult time and I went to jail.  My Uncle Bobby got me out of jail and took me to spend the night at Thier home.  I remember waking up in the morning and my Aunt Betty was so nice to me and treated me the same way she always had.

I remember going to school in the morning when i was in Elementary school and my mom would be talking to Aunt Betty on the phone when I left, and when I returned for lunch they were still on the phone.

I remember my Aunt Betty always having positive and nice things to say about everything and everybody.

I remember talking with my Aunt Betty about yoga and how she understood the benefits of yoga.

Dave Jones

Rob;What a great idea! Over our nearly 40 year freindship, I of course remember the hugs and warm greetings, the great food, and the hospitality to always make me confortable in her home.

What I think I remember best of all, and can hear ringing in my ears is "Aunt Betty's" response to our antics and screw-ups. She would always say "You Guys ... " and leave the sentence hanging. Sometimes with a tone of homor and fun, sometimes not so much.

 

 

 


Palabras para Betty

Haydee McBride

 Hola Ama & Ito siempre voy a decir: “deseo que estén bien desde lo más profundo de mi ser”…

Quiero ante todo darles las gracias por la carta que le pidieron al doctor para mi visa. Mañana lunes vamos a preparar todos los papeles para ver si Rob va personalmente a la embajada de USA, antes de mandar todos esos papeles por mail a ver si de esa manera es más rápido. ¡Ojalá!

 Ama quiero estar con ustedes ahora, lo necesito mucho es algo que tengo por dentro como si mi corazón latiera más rápido, mucha ansiedad de verte, de poder hacer algo en estos momentos, de expresarte mi amor, de poder ayudar en algo, tocarte, sentirte, lo necesito desesperadamente.

 ¡Quisiera que estuviera en mi alcance irme ya para verte!

 Ayer aquí en Venezuela llovió muchísimo, con truenos, se cayeron árboles, fue muy fuerte. Además tembló un poco y duró varios minutos. Yo empecé a llamar a Robbie “gritando”… pero bueno pasó rápido pero me asusté. Jaja, donde estuvo más fuerte fue a 8 horas de Caracas, pero no pasó nada malo, no hubo accidentes de ninguna especie sólo un simple temblor…

Hoy Robbie fue a una reunión con unos señores que lo invitaron. Yo estoy limpiando un poquito y descansando, los domingos me gusta ver la TV y no hacer mucho jaja

 Estoy tan contenta que nuestras hijas están de vacaciones allá con ustedes, fue lo mejor que pudo haber pasado e igualmente para ellas. 

Me dicen que están felices de estar cerca de ti ahora Ama, ¡ellas te adoran! Ya en varias ocasiones me han dicho:”mamy estamos felices de estar aquí”.

 Además ustedes la tratan como unas princesas y le han dado tanto amor desde que eran unas bebes, todo eso lo sienten profundamente.

 Que bello Ama…

Qué bello es todo lo que nos rodea “la familia”.

 Somos y hemos sido así desde el principio, con alegrías con besos compartiendo mutuamente.

 Ama,  tu eres un soporte indispensable en nosotros, eres siempre la que tiene unas ideas magníficas, inteligentes y apropiadas para cada momento, no tienes idea cuanto has ayudado a Robbie en su trabajo, en sus metas, en sus anhelos, en lo que es él ahora, en todo el sentido de la palabra, eres su mamá, su amiga, su confidente, su amor, su todo,  no creo que jamás pudiera yo ayudarlo de esa manera tan increíble como lo has hecho tu, bueno jamás lo he pensado, nunca se me ha pasado por la cabeza.

 Siempre que esta Rob ahogado, yo le digo llama a tu mamy, ella sabrá cómo ayudarte, ¡sabes algo! siempre estás tú ahí, no sabemos si estás ocupada, si en ese momento estás haciendo otra cosa, ¡pero lo más bello que si! ¡Si estás ahí para él, para tu hijo! Que bella eres, que gran madre eres, te felicito de corazón…

  Además de “brujita” percibes aún cuando estamos tan lejos, que algo nos está pasando y llamas, o lo sientes que te necesitamos!

 Quisiera que tengas fuerzas, esperanzas te necesitamos mucho ahora y siempre.

 Muchos besitos para los dos... Que hoy tengan un día lindo...

 Haydee

Jorge Karaz

Rob, hice una plegaria para que tu señora madre sane pronto. Por cierto sale muy bonita en la foto

Miguel Castillo

Hola Rob, espero que te esté yendo bien y que tu mama se mejore, saludos

Guillermo Martin

Claro que si mi pana.

Tu mami esta incluida en mis oraciones que hago a diario al levantarme

Un abrazo y adelante....

Liduvina

Millones de gracias desde mi corazon ruego para que tu mami recupere su salud Abrazos. Gigantes Liduvina

Agustina Burgo

Gracias Rob. Tu Lunar Letter tan interesante como siempre.

Cuenta con mi proyección de energía sanadora para tu mamá.

 

Jullie Materano Reyes

GRACIAS POR TUS SENCILOS Y CERTEROS CONSEJOS Y REFLEXIONES ROB!!  UN ABRAZO. QUE SE MEJORE TU MAMA, YA ORE POR ELLA Y LE ENVIE MUCHA VIBRA POSITIVA PARA Q SIGA BRILLANDO Y DEJANDO SU TOQUE EN TODO LO QUE TOCA Y POR DONDE QUIERA QUE PASA. NOS HABLAMOS. UN ABRAZO GRANDE!!

Yaneth del Valle Yanez

Buenos dias:
Hola Bob..espero que te encuentres bien al igual que tu familia, cuanto lo siento el estado de salud de tu madre, acuerdate del poder de la fe en dios: Dios en su amor derrama sobre todos los seres su sanadora corriente de vida, fluye libremente a traves de cada nervio y cèlula de nuestros cuerpos, limpiando, calmando,  fortaleciendo y haciendonos completamente sanos en el nombre de jesucristo.

Luis Martinez

Lamento que estes pasando por un momento dificil, me refiero a lo de tu madre, desde aqui, prometo orar para que Dios, no permita, nada negativo, mas bien para que superen cualquier dificultad,  usted es un ser  unico, cada mensaje cada palabra estoy seguro, hace cambiar y reflexionar, a cada ser que tiene el privilegio de escucharlo y  de leer lo que usted escribe o dice.....

Mi familia y mi persona le deseamos lo mejor y oraremos para que su madre, su familia y usted, reciban bendiciones, y superen cualquier dificultad.

Rafael Mendez

QUE SE MEJORE TU MAMÁ ROB.

Carmen Teresa Senior

Hola Rob. Espero que tu mamá mejore pronto. Acabo de rezar por ella y estará en mis oraciones nocturnas.

Gracias por tus notas (Lunar Letter), que siempre traen buenos mensajes para la vida.

Pedro Silva Delgado

Gracias Rob por tus mensajes y mis mejores deseos por la pronta recuperación de la saludad de tu señora madre

Griselda C. Sivira Pire  

HOLA ROB ESPERO ESTES BIEN.. SABES TENGO A MI HIJA CON UNA GASTRITIS HEMORRAGICA SEVERA, Y UNA BACTERIA SE ALOJO EN SU ESTOMAGO... SE QUE CON EL FAVOR DE DIOS TODO ESTARA BIEN.. DIOS NOS DA CARGA QUE EL SABE QUE PODEMOS LLEVAR SALDRE ADELANTE..PON A MI NIÑA EN TUS ORACIONES... GRACIAS POR PERMITIRME ENTRAR A TUS PAGINAS HE APRENDIDO MUCHO. LIBSELDYS GOMEZ ES EL NOMBRE DE MI PRINCESA...MIL GRACIAS Y DIOS TAMBIEN OBRARA EN TU MAMI YA VERAS

Ada Bonnie Fuenmayor V.

Amigo buen dia. Me gustó de nuevo tu ensayo sobre no pre-ocuparse y la invitación a ocuparse en lo que se tiene. 

A tu mami todo el amor y la intención de la oración.

Andrea Small Carmona

Seguro Rob! Estoy orando por tu mamá :)

América Flores

Gracias Rob y para tu madre mis mejores deseos y oraciones  para que con la ayuda de Dios pueda superar todos los problemas de salud que se le presenten.

Angel Rosendo

Hice una pequeña plegaria por la salud de tú mamá y realmente deseo que se mejore, sobre todo, que encuentre en ella la energía que necesita para equilibrar su salud de nuevo.

Ricardo Parra

Gracias Partner por tu siempre oportunos consejos y constancia!

Mis oraciones para tu Mama y se mejorara pronto!

Lilian Pereira Schmuck

ORAREMOS POR ELLA ROB....               

Rolando Villegas

Gracias Rob.  Excelente mensaje y mis mejores deseos para tu mamá.

Telma Carrasco Navarrete

Querido Rob, lomento que tu mamita este delicada de salud,  un gran abrazo y estare orando para su pronta recuperación

José Luis Duro

Rob, gracias por tus lunar letters, esta noche a las 22hrs pm enviare a tu madre unos diez minutos de diksha, es una energia muy potente para ayudar el proceso de salud y sanacion de tu madre, muchas gracias a ama, y a todas las amas, por haber hecho posible que nos encontremos todos aqui , compartiendo este pedazo de cielo, gracias rob, un abrazo efusivo desde valencia, españa.

Gustavo Lobig

Hola Bob. Gracias por tus valiosos mensajes. Dios, en toda su infinita sabiduría y amor, está a cargo de tu madre y su actual situación de vida. Para ella, tú y los tuyos, paz y bien perfectos. Un abrazote.

MUCHAS BENDICIONES PARA ELLA Y PARA TI ...

Gloria Rojas

Muy lindo mensaje….Estoy en linea contigo!

Lanzo una oracion al universo para que tu ma consiga las palabras adecuadas para hablar consigo misma, capture el desequilibrio y lo lance al universo convertido en amor.

Martha Laura

Rob, por supuesto que tu mamá estará en mis oraciones, deseo que pronto se recupere.

 Por cierto, muy buen lunar letter, como siempre.

Susana Mafla

Rob, mil gracias por tu mensaje de luz....y millones de bendiciones para la Sra. Betty.

Tito Arellano

Muchas gracias por la informacion que siempre me envias. Es muy buena y hasta se la he copiado a otras personas.

Mis plegarias y mi buena vibra por la pronta recuperacion de tu Sra Madre.

Samir El Jesser

Nuevamente gracias por tu Lunar Letter.

Recibe un saludo y mis mejores intenciones, esperando que tu mamá supere sus problemas de salud muy pronto.

Ysvelia de Abreu

Rob, cuanta tristeza me ha causado saber del estado de salud de tu madre.  Aunque no comparti mas que unas cuantas ocasiones con ella, la conoci como una mujer fuerte, alegre y muy jovial. Se por ti cuanto la amas...y debe doler muchisimo verla asi.

Imagino la angustia que debes estar sufriendo, pido a Dios que te de fuerzas y entereza para acompañarla en estos duros dias.

Este es uno de esos momentos en que las palabras no fluyen con los sentimientos y somos incapaces de expresar con certeza lo que sentimos...desearia que mi corazon pudiera conectarse con el tuyo y sintieras en escencia lo que deseo expresarte.

Antezana Nadya

Antezana NadyaDios te bendiga por ser un Hijo tan lindo y tu fortaleza sera su Mejor Arma para seguir adelante. Gracias Rob por compartir este mensaje y la foto tan hermosa de tu Mami

Iderma Jiménez

Iderma JiménezHola Rob, aunque solo conocí a tu mamá via phone, me parece espectacular...Le estaré enviando Sanación Reiki con mucho amor..Un abrazote.

Yuleima Casas

Es dificil decir algo importante y dulce sobre ella, ya que no la conozco, pero tu sonrisa permanente, tu actitud y tu alegria solo pudieron ser cultivadas y fortalecidas por una madre extraordinaria y dedicada que supo preparar a su hijo para la vida y para la felicidad.

Como madre que anhela poder desempenar con exito esa noble tarea, solo puedo transmitirle mi respeto y admiracion por los hermosos frutos que cosecha cada dia en cada uno de sus hijos, y en especial de ti Rob.

Sigue en mis oraciones y en las de mi grupo de oracion.

Sin duda alguna Dios esta al control de todo.

Karina Elena Silva Ramoni

es una madre hermosa....

 

Haydee McBride

Hi Baby! Pido de corazón que tu mamy no sufra por nada en el mundo! Ella es una bella persona en todo el sentido de la palabra, realmente siempre ha estado ahí cuando la necesitamos para aconsejarnos y tomar las mejores decisiones, ha querido lo mejor de lo mejor para nosotros y las personas que han estado a su alrededor.

Mujer trabajadora, emprendedora, inteligente, bonita, detallista, con un sexto sentido que lo ha compartido de buena manera… tantas cosas que he compartido en estos maravillosos años que son muchos y ahora me parecen pocos…

En estos momentos quisiera estar cerca de ella y llenar esos espacios vacios del tiempo… Dios le de fuerzas y muchas esperanzas a esa Grandiosa Mujer.

“Betty”, Gracias por existir, te necesito y te quiero muchísimo!!!

Rob McBride

Rob McBrideHay que enfrentar un desafio con brio. ~ Rob

August 24 at 1:42pm

Nairy Silva

Nairy SilvaPrimo mucha fe en Dios .......

 

Mairym Marquez

hola bendicion cuentame como esta tu mami

 

 

Angela Perugini

Angela Peruginihola!!!, espero que tu mami haya salido muy bien de la operacion... Ten mucha fe en Dios y motivala a que tambien confie en Dios..Quien mas que yo para darte fe de que los milagros si existen, solo cree que asi va ser... Dios te bendiga a ti y a tu mami....

Roswitha Ringer Yager

Buenos días, me alegro que su mama esté tomando su enfermedad con gran entereza. Esperamos que continúe y colaboren con que no decaiga en su actitud. Eso la ayudará mucho. Tengan mucha esperanza y fé en Dios.

Antezana Nadya

Antezana NadyaRob, Espero en Dios que todos ustedes esten bien y con mucha fe. Final del formulario

 

Raquel M de Rey

Raquel M de ReyRob. Espero que la salud de mami mejore. Solo hay que tener mucha fé.Saludos

Jesus Gonzalez

Recibido, a partir de hoy a !Ser Feliz!!!!!!!!!!..
 
Aprovecho para confirmar que no es UNA ORACIÔN, seràn MILES de ORACIONES para Betty por su pronta recuperaciòn,,ella estoy seguro ES FELIZ por tenerte....

Norah Perez Montes de Oca

He tratado de llamarte al cel pero no cae .

Todas las mañanas al levantarme y asomarme a la ventana rezo y le pido a Dios por mis hijos, mi mama, por mi , por la familia y por todas las personas que aprecio que esten a mi alrededor.

AMA esta siempre e mis oraciones¡¡¡¡

Estoy pendiente de ustedes siempre

Se que es un momento muy dificil y las palabras de aliento a veces no alcanzan para arropar el dolor que te acompaña. Estoy contigo con mi fuerza interior, le mando LUZ a AMA, ITO, a tu hermana y a TI.

Las palabras y el aliento que te envio a traves de estas lineas, no seran suficientes pero de corazon y pensamiento te doy fuerzas para seguir.

Un abrazo amigo, un abrazo para ITO y para tu hermana

Seguimos en contacto

Johnny Montes de Oca

Ama tenía una cálida y maravillosa sonria y elaboraba unos fantásticos collages.


Memories

 

 



Do you Remember When...

Lunar Letter (December 2009)

Do you Remember when...?

 While I am a firm believer in living in the "Here and the now" there are situations when it is worthwhile to let our mind travel to other times. Our mind is a marvelous machine which allows us to soar to another space and time in an instant. We have a "library" of memories which can be accessed to create a myriad of emotions when convenient.

At one time or another we will all have to face difficult and unfortunate circumstances. Perhaps one of the most uncomfortable situations is dealing with the terminal illness of a loved one.

What do we say?

How can we help?

In this situation it is likely we already know what is coming and the prognosis. It is natural to ask:

How did all this start?

What did you feel?

What did you do?

These are common questions and although they may satisfy our curiosity, it isn't a line of questioning which will necessarily lead to a positive or valuable dialogue for the patient.

What value is there in rehashing the sickness and circumstances which they are facing?

In most cases, there is absolutely no value! Another way to manage the situation is to stimulate the mind to soar to more joyous and happy times. For example, we can ask, "Do you remember when we took that trip to the beach during Spring Break when we were in the university?" This and any other question starting with the phrase, "Do you remember when...?" will take us to another space and time. Our mind will begin to remember those times when we shared magical moments.

"This is simply skirting the inevitable!" you may say. I don't argue with the fact that living in the past is simply a way to forget about the present. My response is, "So what?"

Not everything in life is, "Cheery, jolly and bright." There are times which are challenging and uncomfortable. During these inevitable moments in life, it is preferable to travel to another time which allows us to smile and remember the beautiful moments we have lived rather than dwelling on the inevitable.

When we have to face the death of a loved one we can take one of two paths. One is to enter into a deep philosophical conversation about what awaits and the other is to paint a picture of what once was. While everything has its moment and there is a time and place to face the inevitable, in other circumstances we can be of support and assistance by creating images of how wonderful their spectacular journey we call life has been instead of feeding the fire of anguish over what is sure to come.

Rob McBride

I remember so many wonderful things about my mom… 

I remember my mom’s constantly seeking to improve herself.

I remember my mom being very decisive about all she wanted.

I remember my mom’s big smile which could turn on in a heartbeat.

I remember my mom always being elegant and impeccably groomed.

I remember the joy which sparkled in my mom’s eyes when I gave her my first book.

I remember my mom crying every time we saw her parents and crying even more when we left.

I remember going home with my mom on Central Avenue in Albuquerque singing the song “Downtown” as loud as we could.

I remember my mom taking my papers which were “ready” to turn in for homework and making just a “few minor corrections.”

I remember the times we would leave Albuquerque on Friday afternoons to go spend the weekend in San Luis, Colorado to visit her family.

I remember my mom going to all my sporting events and cheering us on regardless of how well or how poorly we played.

I remember my mom when I think about whether I should write how “poorly we played,” wondering if it should be how “badly we played.”

I remember my mom every time I write my Lunar Letters and think twice before adding whatever I consider to be a humorous or clever remark.

I remember my mom being “chatty Kathy” in the morning regardless of how “un chatty” everyone else was. 

I remember my mom and her “seesters” talking into the wee hours of the morning whenever they came to visit.

I remember hearing my mom talking to my grandparents in Spanish and wondering what the heck they were saying.

I remember my mom’s love of literature and her quoting poetry in a voice which made the words come alive. 

I remember how my mom’s smile would light up a room whenever she walked in.

Most of all I remember being my best friend and mother!

Dave Mott

 Sweet Memory - Betty Mott

“So, the beautiful lady has passed in peace.”

I put that remark in quotations because I did not think of it. It was sent to me in a wonderful note among a sea of wonderful notes. I have thought of it over and over this last week.

Betty Mott passed away peacefully in her sleep at 7:45 am, Sunday, October 18, 2009. It was much too soon. She was diagnosed with a tumor on her pancreas on Saturday, July 25, 2009. That’s when the nightmare began. Twelve weeks and one day later, she was gone. I am pleased to say she did indeed pass peacefully with her daughter Maya and me by her side, holding her hands. At about 3:30 am that morning, she began breathing very shallow and easy. She looked beautiful, all dressed in pink, her favorite color. Maya had done her fingernails and her toenails in pink, and had washed and done her hair, and had lovingly applied cream and make-up to her face. Rob had been with us since the last of September and was originally scheduled to leave on Thursday, October 15th but he elected to change that to Saturday, October 17th. When he was home safe, he sent me a text and I went over to Betty and told her that Robbie was home safe with his family, where he belonged. I believe she heard me and I believe that was what she was waiting for, that her son was home safe, and her husband and her daughter were here with her.

I want to say that I could not have done this without the help, aid and assistance of Robbie and Maya. While I was driving myself, and probably everyone else, crazy with worry and fear, they were strong and helped me remain upright.

We employed the services of Heartland Hospice. Originally, I thought I could do everything by myself, I didn’t need Hospice help. Boy, was I wrong! These hospice people are magnificent! They have RN’s, social workers, chaplains, home care assistants, day nurses, night nurses, weekend nurses, and provide 24 hour a day assistance. I called them in a panic in the middle of the night a couple of times, once at 1:30 am and once at 3:30 am. Whenever I called, they were here within 30 minutes. Many people have asked me if we could donate to hospice in Betty’s memory, and the answer is yes. They use these donations to help patients who are unable to make a utility bill, for example. Please feel no pressure to do it, but if you so desire, the address for donations is:

Heartland Hospice, Bereavement Coordinator
In Memory of: Betty Mott
4001 Indian School Road, NE
Suite 300
Albuquerque, New Mexico 87110

At Betty’s request, there was not an obituary in the paper, no memorial, no services of any kind, no viewing, and immediate cremation. Cremation took place on Thursday, October 22, 2009. I now have her cremains here at the house, sitting in front of the fireplace where she’ll be warm throughout the winter. My poor baby was always cold, and I hope she enjoys her place in our bedroom, safe and warm. The next time Robbie and his family return home here from Venezuela, and Maya and Laura are available, we will take her cremains back to her home in San Luis, Colorado, and spread her ashes over the grave of her beloved mother, as per her wishes.

Each time I speak with someone, they always say, “If I can do anything, let me know.” Robbie is going to self-publish a book in honor of his mother. We would request each of you, should you so desire, to send an email to Robbie and tell us a story, or paint us a picture, of what you remember about Betty and what she meant to you. Start it off with, “What I remember about Betty is:” or “I remember when:”. Robbie will compile all the emails and publish a book through Lulu.com to share with the family and friends. Please indicate whether or not you would want one of these books, and we will see you get one.

Robbie’s email address is: rob@inspire.com.ve

Betty and I were fortunate to have visited with her son and daughter, our precious granddaughters, all of her sisters, and most of her beloved friends before she became unable to see them. For that, we are extremely blessed, and I thank you, one and all, for your visits, your thoughts, prayers and for the numerous cards, letters, texts, emails we have received.

I’d like to acknowledge the wonderful care we received from the Lovelace Medical Facilities, Dr. Agarwal, Dr. Lopez, and Dr. Rabinowicz. All the folks at Heartland Hospice. I’d like to express my appreciation to Doctors Koshy, Mr. and Mrs., who came to the hospital during surgery, and came to our house afterwards to explain everything in great detail, so we understood completely what was happening to us. Both Doctors Koshy called me on the phone during our home care ordeal and I’m completely convinced they kept me sane.

“The beautiful lady has passed in peace.” I loved her, and I will miss her. God bless her and God bless you. Thank you all for your support.

Bobby McBride

Hey David.  The beautiful lady has gone in peace.  You have been so good to her, to me and my family.  You have my eternal gratitude.  I am at your service.

 

Rob McBride

Rob McBrideMy mom couldn't have asked for a better husband than you Ito! Thanks for being a part of our lives and for all you did during this difficult time...

Alicia McBride

I remember so many things about Ama... Since we live so far away and visits have been so rare, every visit became a major event! Every time she outdid herself, again and again, she would always make sure we would have everything we could possibly want or need. Every room in the house was organized and clean, we would have goldfish crackers in a special jar in the kitchen (our favorite), every flavor of pop-tarts she could find (another favorite), toothbrushes, toothpaste, lotion, soap, floss, little gifts and surprises all over the house. She went the extra mile to make us feel welcome and comfortable, we always assured her it wasn't necessary but she wouldn't hear it!

She wanted us to love being in her house, and we did. But it wasn't wonderful to stay at Ama and Ito's because of their hospitality (although it was pretty cool), we loved going there and staying with them because of them! All we ever wanted or needed was their company. When I was with them I felt so much love, not just toward us but between them as well. What I saw when I looked at them was something truly amazing... true companionship, real understanding, the kind of love most of us hope to have someday. She was very lucky to have found such wonderful love.

Ama enjoyed introducing us to her friends, she was always so proud to show us off... But I have always been more proud of her. She was a strong woman, passionate, firm in her ideals and loyal to her friends and family. She thought she would bore us with her stories, but the truth is I loved listening to them. She did so many wonderful things in her lifetime, she accomplished her goals and did what made her happy. I learned so much from her and I can only hope to grow up to be half the amazing person she was.

Chantalle McBride

I remember Ama as the most beautiful and perfect lady I can imagine, she always looked her best and until her last days she looked as if she just came back from the beauty salon.  She had a beautiful, contagious smile that brightened up the room, she once went to get her picture taken and the photographer even told her: “Tone it down lady!” hahaha.  We’ve always thought that was pretty funny.  There are tons of Precious Moments and happy memories I can think of her...

I remember how she’d always call us the day before our birthdays to make sure they were the very first to congratulate us.  I remember how my sister and I would like to sit on her kitchen counter and play with her pots and pans.  We loved to wear Ito’s and Ama’s long white t-shirts that looked like dresses on us, run back and forth through the halls of their house, ride on top of Ito’s back and sleep in what we called the white princess bed.

She would read to us every single night before going to bed.  I loved to sit on her lap while she read to us “The Velveteen Rabbit”; then I would show her how I knew how to read too, I would hold up the book (sometimes upside-down) and tell the story I already knew by heart while I turned the pages.

She enjoyed teaching us all new things and was always ready to make any necessary corrections with her typical red marker that my dad always loved while he was growing up, hahaha.  She inspires me to learn something new every day, to read, to learn from my mistakes, to not settle with what we know but to be curious about everything around us and learn from it.  Ama used to teach with such passion and dedication that I think she is one of the reasons why I enjoy teaching so much. 

When I looked at Ama’s eyes it was like looking through a window with a beautiful view full of wisdom and experience.  I’d love to sit with her for hours while she told me all about her life, about her family, our past, about my daddy.  I think that is what I enjoyed the most about her; I miss listening to her anecdotes and stories. 

I remember the last month we spent together, I think we had the best time ever; I would get up as early as possible and take advantage of every minute of the day with her, until she was too tired and had to rest.  Sometimes life isn’t what we want it to be, but everything happens for a reason.  I’m happy I got to spend one last day with her, give her one last hug and see her smile one last time.  I am positive we all have a purpose in life and when we fulfill that mission, it is time for us to go.  I think about her every single day and although the memory of her sometimes saddens me, I am not mad with God because He took her, primarily because I know she hasn’t left our hearts; on the contrary, I am extremely happy and grateful I got to know her as well as I did, it’s hard to believe that we never lived in the same place and even then, Ama and Ito always managed to make us feel so close.

I remember how she always told the story about when she saw me in a video dancing Flamenco when I was about 3 years old and I would sing “Punta, tacón, tacón. Agarro la manzana, me como la manzana.”  She also used to love to tell the story about when I was little and asked me, “Chanty, are you growing bigger?” and I would answer, “No Ama, I’m growing smaller.”

I have always shared her love for Precious Moments dolls; because of her I am so fond of them. It is something that has always kept us close and will always remind me of her.

No matter what the situation was or how busy she was, she always had time for us to lend a helping hand with her fabulous smile. I love her for bringing Ito into our lives, thanks to her I am his Little Vida Pequeña, he has always been so special to me. She did a wonderful job raising my dad, thanks to her he is the the best dad I can imagine, he is absolutely unique.  She was passionate about everything she did and always encouraged us to do our very best and that was always good enough for her.

She has touched so many hearts and has filled my life with Precious Moments…      

Ama you will always be in my heart.

Carole Bartlett Foss

Carole Bartlett FossI am so sorry. May God be with you and your family at this difficult time.

 

Gail and Len Gaches

My wife and I were new members of the Rio Rancho Country Club in Rio Rancho, New Mexico and playing one of our first rounds of golf.   Dave and Betty approached us at the first tee box and asked if they could play with us.   During the entire round, we laughed much and talked easily;  really hitting it off.    Golf was the common denominator but friendship outside of golf blossomed.   Soon we played golf together at least once a week and during the next fifteen years took numerous golf vacations together;   Colorado, Arizona, California, South Carolina as well as up and down the state of New Mexico.   To no surprise, this story involves one of those rounds of golf.   It occurred during a beautiful fall day at Rio Rancho Country Club.  We were on our 15th hole (#6 of the “Lee Trevino” nine and a par 3).   This beautiful hole has since been replaced by new housing; but I digress.  Dave and I hit first from the men’s tee box; followed by my wife Gail at the women’s tee box.   As Betty prepared to tee off, the three of us began a serious debate on what lunch would consist of in the very near future (following four more holes).   We all decided that our chef George’s green chili chicken stew would get the nod.  While we continued this discussion Betty had hit her ball and asked if any of us saw her ball flight.  Sheepishly, we replied we did not.  She said “I think I just got a hole in one”!   Excitedly, we drove to the green and the four of us approached the hole.  Betty had indeed made a hole in one!    Everyone, including non-golfers, knows this is every golfer’s dream.   Sometimes the pinnacle of a golfers’ lifetime.   This truly was something special.  Betty playfully chided us about not watching her shot and planning our luncheon.   We heard about this a few times over the ensuing years.  This hole-in-one was Betty’s second of her golfing career but the first witnessed by Gail and me.   She had her first in Phoenix, Arizona a few years before.  To give Dave his due and preventing his lower lip from protruding,  I have to mention that months earlier he got his first hole in one (witnessed by Gail and me) on  the #4 hole of the East course at Rio Rancho country club.   The joke was that he had now tied Betty in hole and ones.   My wife and I will miss Betty dearly.   She was a quick wit, smiled easily and a genuinely nice person.   During our many times together we conversed on every subject under the sun.   We were kept abreast on her children and grand children’s accomplishments and it was abundantly clear how proud of and how much she loved her family.   

Donna Pacheco

I remember Aunt Betty fondly.  Mostly what comes to mind is her winning smile and her infectious laugh.  Although many of my memories have faded three incidents come to mind vividly. 

Because the closest major hospital to San Luis was located in Pueblo, Aunt Betty came often when Grandpa was in the hospital to stay with our family.  This worked out well since our home was located only one half-block from St.  Mary Corwin Hospital in Pueblo, Colorado.  Grandpa Vigil was in the hospital when a fire started in our home.  The family had gone to California to visit my brother, Gus.  My sister Diane, being sixteen or seventeen years of age, did not want to leave her friends and stayed in Pueblo.  She was allowed to do so because Grandma Vigil and Aunt Betty would also be staying at the house since my Grandfather was in the hospital.  A fire started in the basement, where Diane’s bedroom was located.  Aunt Betty and Grandma were sleeping upstairs, they were able to get out without injury.  Diane was trapped in the basement and the firefighters were required to break out a window to rescue her.  Although, she had to go to the hospital for smoke inhalation, Diane recovered.  They had difficulty contacting us because we were on the road returning from California (no cells phones at that time!).  Aunt Betty and Grandma had rented a motel nearby.  She was very concerned and did not want us to arrive and go into the house without knowing what had happened so she arranged for a friend of mine to stay and intercept us prior to going into the house. Despite the fact that she had to endure the experience she was still concerned about the impact on the rest of the family. 

Next, again while staying at our home on another occasion when Grandpa was in the hospital,  my mother, (her sister, Helen) and I were having one of the usual Mother-daughter conflicts which can occur.  Aunt Betty took me aside, counseled me, and asked me to be more emphatic concerning my mother’s situation.  My mother was having health of her own problems and also dealing with her father’s illness; therefore, she was going through some very emotional times.  I am sure Aunt Betty was also going through emotional times because of her father’s illness, yet she was still selflessly attempting to help her sister. 

Lastly, I remember her at my wedding.  Rebellious as I was when I was young, I was determined to get married at the age of sixteen.  Aunt Betty staunchly supported my mother, while not judging me.  Aunt Betty and Uncle Bob were in attendance, supportive and positive.  Just recently, Aunt Betty sent photos that they had taken during the event.  I had lost touch since my mother passed away.  I was really appreciative of her re-establishing communication as it brought back many fond memories. 

Thank you for allowing me to share with you memories of a vivacious lady.  When I remember Aunt Betty it is always with fondness and a picture in my mind of that great smile.

Mitzi Zeri

Mitzi ZeriI know you loved Betty and she loved you deeply. As you know our prayers are with you, and you will see her again. You may call me whenever you need to just talk, cry or need someone to listen. I'm always here for you.

Mark Spaulding

Mark SpauldingDave I'm so sorry for your loss. I loved to watch the 2 of you together so much love. You are in our prayers.

Cathie Green Conard

Cathie Green ConardDave I am so sorry to hear of Betty's passing. It sounds as though you had a wonderful life together. It is so hard to loose such a special part of our lives. I am so sorry for you loss.

Bill Salopek

Bill SalopekDave, it's abundantly clear that you and Betty had a warm and loving and very special place in each other's hearts...and lots of loving family and friends all around you. Lisa and I are also with you in this sacred time of your lovely Betty passing. Peace be with you my friend.

Wayne Tilley

Wayne TilleyDave, I did not know Betty but I am sure you will miss her immensely. PC and a bad thing, my mother was diagnosed with it and passed one week later. Please take care and hold on to the great memories you have.

Roger Mandeville

Roger MandevilleDavid, I have no idea how this feels, but what I know of your relationship with Betty, is that she lives in your heart, soul, golf bag, every step you take she is with you, every moment you live, she lives. When you would speak of Betty, it was obvious to me that she rocked your world, that your love for each other was one of the greatest loves... Read More ever. Susan and I wish for you, everything Betty would want you to continue to do. I can only imagine how difficult this loss is for you and the kids, but continue to live my friend knowing that one day you will see her again and she is gonna want to know about every round of golf you play, all the stories of her kids and grandkids. So continue to live for you and her. Our thoughts and prayers are with you my friend.

Clay Coleman

Clay ColemanDave, I am sorry for your loss. The note you wrote above is a beautiful testament to her and the love you shared! God bless.

Tom Davis

Tom DavisDave... I am so sorry for your loss. It has been obvious from all your postings on FB how much you ment to each other. Take good care.

 

Dennis Conrad

Dennis ConradDave, Kasey and I are very sorry for your loss. The message you wrote was beautiful. Hang in there.

 

Jason W Johnson

Jason W JohnsonVery very sorry to hear about Betty my friend... hope you and the family are holdin up ok.  Loved the message and was a great memoriam for Betty.

John Bobbett

John BobbettDave, so sorry to hear about Betty. Just goes to show how short and precious life is. Keep family and friends close and remember the good times with the love of your life as she will always be a part of you. Come on down to H-town and I'll take you fishin.

Mike Powers

Mike PowersDave, Lisa, our children, and I extend our deepest sympathy to you and your family. God bless you and your family, and thank you for a beautifully eloquent tribute to Betty. Mike and Lisa Powers

Dan Hess

Dan HessDave, so sorry to hear about Betty's passing. God bless you and your family.

Rich Fite

Rich FiteWe're so sorry to hear of your loss Dave. Our thought are with you.

Gary Freeze

Gary FreezeDave sorry to hear about Betty,Tina and I thought and prayers are with you

Larry D. Duke

Larry D. DukeDave, I wish I was wise enough to give you the words you need. Please accept my humblest sympathies for your loss.

Susan Montoya

David, What a beautiful tribute you composed in memory of your loving wife and my friend Betty. I shared many wonderful times with her and she will be missed by all of her family and friends. She was a very special lady. Stay in the moment and remember the wonderful life and times that you shared together.

Abel McBride

Well done Dave. Make a bucket list of the things you've done fill in the tinest of details, you'll be amazed how this written history will help with the healing.

Kristine Painter

Dave, my prayers and thoughts are with you.

 

Carol Latham

Carol LathamSo sorry Dave, Betty was a beautiful person her smile would light up the room.

Marcy Woodruff Hillerson

Marcy Woodruff HillersonDave, we are so sorry to hear about Betty. What a beautiful love you shared. You are in our thoughts.

Mark D Williams

Mark D WilliamsBrother Dave, Barbara and I are so sorry to hear about Betty. Your love is an inspiration to us all. Our thoughts and prayers with you and your family

Leonie San Miguel

Leonie San MiguelDearest Dave: I am so so sorry to hear about dear Betty. She was such a blessing to all who knew her. Please let me know what I can do. God bless you and your family.

MeLinda Drumheller

MeLinda DrumhellerDave, I'm so very sorry to hear about your loss. Betty was truly a lovely person. If there is anything I can do for you or you just need an understanding ear to listen, please let me know. Again, I'm so sorry and my thoughts are with you.

Tony Breidenbach

Dave, This was all such a shock to us. You have our deepest sympathy. You and Betty were such a great couple. We can only guess how much you miss her. Healing takes place slowly and thanks to God, memories last forever. Love, Tony and Pauline

David Wingert

David WingertDavid - I was shocked to get this news and I am so, so sorry for your loss. I can certainly empathize with what you are going through and can tell you from experience, the grieving eases with time. Your family and friends are a wonderful support group so let them help in the process. We have a common bond - we both lost the love of our lives. If there is any way I can help, please let me know. Take good care of yourself. David

Don Smith

Don SmithBrother Dave, Hold tight to the great memories for comfort, lean on your friends for strength and always remember how much you are cared about. I look forward to spending some more quality time with you in the Jemez Mountains this summer.

My Beautiful Mom...

My beautiful mom has passed peacefully

Thank you all for your prayers and thoughts

While my world will never be the same without her

I'm a better person because of her and she is with me

In times of trouble and times of triumph she will be there

Through my darkest moments and my highest achievements

Her words of encouragement and beautiful smile are with me

I will be making a tribute to her and to all she means to all of us

Would you like to be a part of my "memorial" to my mom?

If you would like to contribute please do the following:

Write a note be it long or short and answer this...

1) What I remember about Betty is...

2) I remember when...

I'll put all of the notes together for her

We will read them at her memorial

Blessings to you all!

Krista Rose Sundling

Hi Robbie, how are you doing? I am so sorry to hear the sad news. I wrote this poem below for Betty and sent it to her. I would like for it to be part of your memorial for her, if that's ok with you. She told me that the poem was magical for her. Let me know how you are doing if you get a chance, take care, much love,
Krista

for Betty, with love

With Love

Your life is filled with love and laughter
Your family holds you close

Thoughts, prayers, and wishes for you travel
Across states and even oceans

The lives you touch are many
Your smile beams so bright

Your kindness remembered always
Your love we hold so dear

The wind sings a song for you
Swimming through the trees

Telling stories of
The memories you hold
Like whispers in the night

 

Fran Tyree-Duff Rayhorn

Fran Tyree-Duff Rayhornso sorry to hear about your mom.... you are in our thoughts and prayers

Andreina Villar-Woodworth

Andreina Villar-WoodworthIm so sorry Rob. RIP.

 

 

Adelina Stoichkova Santis

Adelina Stoichkova SantisDear Rob, I am so sorry to hear this. May her soul rest in peace. I know what you are going through, as I have been there 14 years ago when my fother gave his fight against Cancer as well. Yes, your world will never be the same, but she will always leave in your hard and your hard will go on and on. I know that this will make you much stronger and better. We are with you...cry if you feel like.

Carolina Cardenas

Carolina CardenasI´m so sorry Rob, my prayers are with you and your mom :(

 

Laura Ann Schreiner

Laura Ann SchreinerRob: My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Your mother must have been a wonderful person to have nurtured and energized your great smile and joy of life. She will always be with you ... you just have to listen differently. (I agree with Adelina, cry, reflect and laugh as the feelings flow.)

Andra Beth Oshman

Andra Beth OshmanWhat a beautiful family! You will continue here on earth in her honor ... and she will guide you from above. she will find a way to reach out to you if you are looking :) My mom sends us rainbows ;) xxoxoxo

Isabel Janette Guevara

Isabel Janette GuevaraGod rest your mom that be wonderful if life gives my deepest condolences big greetings to you rob!!!

 

Bertha Makita-Shuffield

Rob, I am so sorry about your loss. I never knew her but I know you got the best of her. All my love for you and your family.

 

Tanya McBride

Tanya McBrideLove you my cousin

 

 

Rob McBride

Rob McBrideThank you all for your kind words and comments!!
They mean more than you can possibly imagine...
: ) me

Greg Mooney

So that's where the beautiful smile comes from!

 

 

LaToya Dennis

LaToya DennisMy second comment on how much I love that picture. Your Mom is a beautiful woman. Please accept my condolences. Her beauty will continue to shine through you. Your smiles are unforgettable.

 

Dave Mott

Dave MottRobbie - That's a beautiful note, a beautiful picture, and a very beautiful woman. She was a better woman than I deserved, and I will miss her. Thanks for including me.

 

Denise Parrish

We just got the call from Gloria. No words I can offer will soothe the sorrow or finality of your mom's passing. But I wanted to let you know that I will always have fond "Rio Rancho" memories of Betty coming to welcome our family upon our arrivals. I will always remember that big smile of hers and that she sounded an awful lot like Gloria. Sisters they were.

Aunt Betty's soul and healing of your family's grief will be in our prayers.

Doug Vigil

When I first came to Albq. in 1978, I stayed at your mom's for a few days. I had a few boxes of ceramics and paintings I had made and your mom went through them all and bought so many. she was so excited. she framed some of them and they hung in her house on the wall. It was a real confidence boost to think someone enjoyed my work at that time in my life. Neat lady. Nice Aunt.

Karen Smith Gibbs

Karen Smith GibbsIt was a sad day for all of us when we heard about Betty. She was a rock in our lives and a great example for anyone. As Doug so aptly put it, “Neat lady, Nice Aunt. She will be missed.”

Jeff Apodaca

Jeff ApodacaMy mom, called and gave us the news. God Bless you. You know she knew how much her family and friends loved her. You and your family are blessed. Man, I still remember those days when we were kids running around SF. Call me when you get settle back in your normal routine.

Maya McBride

I love my mama!!! nice words bro-ham!!!

 

 

 

Alix Noguera Lockhart

Dear Rob and family,
Our deepest sympathies during your time of loss. Wishing you comfort in friendship and hope in prayer.

"How many times she called me to her side to share something beautiful--the glowing embers in a sunset, the call of a whippoorwill, or one of those rare moments when Venus draws near the new moon. How many times she held my hand to comfort me through hope and fear, birth and death, happiness and unhappiness. How many times she taught me that no one is ever alone. We are always in the presence of Father-God who loves us--no matter what might appear to frighten us. How many times she said, "You can do it!" and how many times she refrained from saying, "You'll never make it." And how many blessings I wish upon her--my mother!"

A Cherokee meditation

Stuart A. McBride

My Aunt Betty...

Today is not just a sad day but a day we must be thankful for the lessons of life which we have learned from such a beautiful giving loving mother/aunt that we had and will have in our memories for the rest of our lives.

What she has given me is a brother like you to love me for who I am, to share life with, to pursue a future with happiness, to have children to teach and pass on these leasons to.  Forever I will be grateful.  I sit here and cry with sorrow in my heart.  She loved me like I was her own son.  With return I loved her for all the mothering she gave me.  She helped mold the man of which I am today.  I am stronger and will always carry a piece of her in me.  Our moms are now together, they are not alone.  We are not alone.  We have each other and have our families around us to draw strength from.  It is for them that we have courage to take on the challenges of life.  My aunt, your mom, will always be with us, she will be missed but will never be forgotten, she will be loved forever and ever...

Robbie I Love You and all my family sends their love.  What ever you and Maya may need I am here to help and will always be by your side...

Goodbye Aunt Betty, I Love You...Stuart...

Allan M. Lujan

I am sorry about your Mom.  I don't always know what to say or what to do.  I Love you and all of your family.   I have so much respect for you guys. You are a very big part of my life and can't say how much I care.  Please give the Girls, You and Haydee all the Love.  Please if you if you need to talk I am here.  It is hard, I know.  Let me know if you need to chat we can webcam.

 Jo Miranda

David, Gil and I left town on the 18th about 7:00 a.m. and returned on Friday evening (to play a senior softball tournament in Phoenix).  We just opened your email a few minutes ago.

Betty was so lucky to have found the love of her life in you and to share you and the kids.

She will always be remembered as an extraordinary teacher, a special person, and a loving and fun friend.

When we have had time to let this soak in, we will be in touch. We have lost a dear friend; you and the kids have lost almost too much to bear.

Joan Brettell

Dear Rob, My sincere condolences to you and your family.   God surely broke the mold when he made our Betts.

Will never forget the twinkle in her eye, her beautiful smile or her sweet voice.

She will be greatly missed.  May every fond memory of your Mother comfort you. 

Our little corner of the world was a better place because of our Betts.  Love, Aunt Joan B

Kathleen T Fucile

1) What I remember about Betty is...
The far and few times I saw her over the years, it was like no time had gone by from the time before. She was very warm and welcoming.

2) I remember when...
I arrived at Maya's wedding and Betty immediately took me back to show me Maya's dress
before she put it on.

Clara Apodaca

Hope this email finds you well and know I am going thinking of you.  I appreciate all your emails and keeping us up to date as the time for Betty came to pass on.

I wanted to share some thoughts with you about our “beautiful Lady”.

When I think of Betty

Everyone should be fortunate enough to have a true friend like Betty.  They are rare indeed.  I had not seen Betty in about 25 years but these past few months since my returning back to New Mexico has truly been my privilege to reconnect and visit and share many wonderful moments with Betty and it has meant so much to me.

After she told us she was so ill, I told her God must have made it possible to return after 18 years in DC, so we could spend some few precious visits together.

When I think of Betty, I always think of Gibran’s “The Prophet”.  She gave this book to my daughter Carolyn in l976 when she graduated from high school and we always read it together and have referred back to this book many many times through the years.  When Carolyn left home, I kept this little book with all of Betty’s writings and scripts of her thinking in each chapter.

Betty lived by The Prophet and shared many ideas with the Apodaca Family.  Every time I pick up this book, I think of Betty and always will.  She left me many messages of her thoughts and advice to my daughter.

So many wonderful memories with the McBride, Montoya and Apodaca kids.  I most often think about our three sons, Rob, Jeff and Philip, running around the NM State Capitol when their fathers were in the State Senate.  They thought they owned the building and often were found going into the back way to the Governor’s office during press conferences.

There will always be a small hole in my heart with Betty gone.  She was a special lady and always had the time for each one of us.  I will always hold her close to my thoughts.

Feryerith Dumont

Oh my goodness, Rob!  So sorry to hear about your mom.  Please, receive my heartfelt condolences all the way from the opposite corner of Caracas.

 One can hardly imagine the rough times you must be going through these days, and yet it is our duty to keep on performing our roles in this world.  Can't be easy, especially for someone with so special a mission in life like yours, which is to help others dump every negative thought and feeling, so that all that is good and positive can get in.

 You know, you have touched so many lives, and help so many people lift their own spirits, that I think it's time that the Universe returns you a bit of the positive energy you have spread out.  It's just a matter of time.  Surely you must feel it coming already.

Those of us who have had the pleasure of being near you long enough to sense that energy that surrounds you can't just go on pretending we haven't been touched.  In behalf of every human being who has experienced this, I want to say: thank you.  Thank you for sharing your gift with the world.  Thank you for believing in yourself long enough to help so many people believe in themselves.  Thank you for keeping up with your motivational system, even if at times it seems like motivation just left the building. ;-)  Thank you, and please don't stop: the world needs all the positivism we can share with it.

 A faithful reader

Gloria Garcia

I just wanted to write to you to tell you how sorry I am about your mom. I will always remember her beautiful smile and her zest for life. I can still remember when we used to go skiing together. I know she will be greatly missed. I will always keep her in my prayers.

Gus Pacheco

Growing up on the farm was a great experience and left me with many great memories. My aunt Betty, cousin Judy, sister Connie and I

Were very close in age, I being the youngest. We worked hard  and played just as hard. Betty would go away to school but  

Would always come back in the summer even after we moved to Pueblo I would spend summers on the farm. As we grew older our contact

Became limited but I always kept in touch and was always very happy to see her. It had been several years since we had seen each other

But to me it was great joy to see Betty when my mother (Helen Pacheco) passed away. It was the first time the 4 of as had been together.

Since we were very young.  You have lost your mother and a great lady and I have lost not just an aunt but a great friend.

Marcela Sandoval

I was so sorry to hear that Betty was sick and that she had passed.  I had no idea.  My sincerest condolences.

In 1958, I was a freshman at UNM.  I think Betty was a few years ahead of me.  I am not sure when I met her, but it was through the Phi Gamma Nu Business Majors sorority.  She was so beautiful, she had jet black hair, a beautiful smile, sparkling eyes and was wearing red!  She was very friendly and literally became my role model.  I figured if an Hispanic girl can be that friendly, successful, and inspiring to me, I can also be like her. 

The next time I saw her was at Corina Duran’s memorial service.  Guess what, she still looked the same and was as gregarious and friendly as ever.  I enjoyed sitting with her and “Uncle Danny” while we reminisced about out teaching days.  They were at RGHS and I was at AHS.  She was so proud of Rob, and I got on his list for his newsletters.

Jo Miranda

David, we are thinking of you, of Betty, and of the entire family. You are right--the hospice program (which we hardly know about until we needed it; and we never think about the idea that we might need it) is magnificent.  We had this experience a few years ago; we knew nothing about it until the need arose.

Almost the only gentle thing to think about is that we had those precious moments together, knowing that life-changing things were about to happen. Betty had to adore you; our telephone contacts confirmed that.  What a joy she had to be in your time of sharing.

And what joy she found in sharing with you.

WHAT WE REMEMBER ABOUT BETTY--

Betty was a treasure; she enjoyed life; she helped others enjoy life.

Betty is in our hearts and our memories as a vivacious, energetic person; a fantastic teacher, loved and respected by students, faculty, and parents; and a fun-loving and respected friend.  She was a proud, loving, and caring mother.

Betty touched and enhanced the lives of hundreds of students; she worked as a sharing and innovative educator/cohort.  She was a friend, mentor, and confident to/of untold numbers of people who associated with her in different ways and in different days.

We will all remember her with a smile in our hearts.

We know Rob, Maya, and David will remember something special every day for the rest of their lives--for Betty will continue to watch over them.

Our thoughts and love are with you and our memories are with Betty and with each other.

Gilbert and Jo Nelle Miranda                                              Larry and Mary Jane Tuttle                                                            Frances and Bob Adams                                                            Betty and Eddie Kelley                                                                          Lola and Irv Lenz                                                                                        Ida Anzures                                                                                                                                                                                         Gen Dillon

Patrick Callahan

It's taken me quite some time to write this and we've been busy with our own family stuff/medical issues, etc.... Life moves on but it's good to remember the good stuff. 

 My dear Aunt Betty has been on my mind and in my heart since her passing. She lived a life of style, diginity, and truly blessed those who were fortunate to be around her.

 From the time I can remember as a small child she was always a very beautiful and classy lady and used to make me smile each and everytime we got to see her. I can vividly remember being at Grandma's house in San Luis when Betty came and the whole house would light up with energy and love. We have the great fortune of descending from a long line of classy intelligent people and should live our life's the same way as much as possible.

There were many times in my adult life that Aunt Betty was there for me in times of medical or emotional emergency and I could always count on her. That void in my current New Mexico life will probably never be filled again and I do miss knowing she is close by. The best tribute I can think of is to try and live our life's with the same diginity and give blessings to those close to us.

I hope all of you have a wonderful holiday season and that next year brings joy and abundance into your life's.

Cathy Durham

I remember when I first met Betty many years ago thru mutual friends.  She was to become one of my dearest and closest friends .  Betty was a caring and charismatic lady with a kind persona all her own.

She shared her wisdom so freely and gave heart felt advice as a true friend.  She faced adversity with great determination and free will.  Her love of laughter and fun was contagious.  She will be remembered by all who knew her as a lady who enjoyed life to the fullest and for all she did for others. 

We miss her now and forever more.  God Bless her many times over.

Dorothy Romero

You may not remember me, I went to Menaul School with your dear Mom and Dad and was at your book signing at the Hispanic Cultural Center.

 Thank you for the encouraging message.  My deep sympathy in the loss of your Mom.  From the time Abel McBride told me how ill she was to her death went so fast.  I was able to get a card of encouragement to her and kept her in my prayers. 

Claudia Riecken

What I remember from Betty is this large inspiring smile I just see now, and her top inspiring son. If she got you to organize this, it means a lot. I remember that parents are inside their kids- or not. Their responsibility to be inside their sons and daughters is a silent, daily one. What I remember from Betty is that she's worth it. And you are the best result a mother can see: outstanding human being inspiring, definitely.

Allan Lujan

I remember when Betty would sit in her office and talk everyday when we worked together.  She would listen and always give me advice.  She always had a smile on her face.  I will never forget that smile.

There are soo many wonderful things your mom did and was.  I will miss her forever.  She was an inspiration.

Maya McBride

I remember.... That we always picked up our feet at railroad tracks.

She had a special singing voice. I loved to hear her sing to me.

 I remember when... Mom was speeding when we were on our way to Colorado to see grandma.  We were singing Linda Ronstadt Greatest hits Silver threads and Golden Needles, Love is a Rose & Blue Bayou.

(What I remember on those trips to San Luis was listening to Neil Diamond full blast singing along!  : ) me )

I love you and miss ya mamma

Laura Lujan McBride

I remember when Ama would sing to me, “Goodnight sweetheart, well it’s time to go…dada dada duh… Goodnight sweetheart, well it’s time to go…dada dada duh… I hate to leave you but I really must say, good night sweetheart, goodnight… dada dada duh.  Never give up on your dreams…”

Also she would sing to me, “Tell me a story, tell me a story, tell me a story, remember what you said, you promised me you said you would, you gotta get in, so I’ll be good… tell me a story, then I’ll go to bed.”  

Kathleen Fucile

What I remember about Betty... Her warm welcome every time we would see each other....even though those times were few & far between. Just like me & Maya over the years.

I remember when... I accidentally was stepping on Mayas wedding dress & Betty politely.... Yet firmly told me to get off!

Pamela Lujan

What I remember about Betty... Betty always had a smile and what I really remember about your mom is that she was always so pleasant. I enjoyed talking to her and I know I didn’t see them too much. It was usually for Laura’s birthday.

I remember when... The first time I met your mom it was for Easter.  Were invited to eat lunch there& I asked what I should take.  She said what ever you like.

Maya & Allan said oh, “Bring plastic plates and spoons & forks.” I show up with my plastic & Betty Had her china, & beautiful glasses silverware. I was so embarrased, but she made us feel very welcome in their home. I will always think about her & we know she is in a better place. She is with my Pat and he will take care of her.

Mona Jaramillo Will

 I didnt really know Betty but I see how much she meant to Maya which shows what kind of special person she was.

I remember when... I hung out with Maya in high school & remember hanging out at Betty’s house in the "cul de sac" and always having a great time and appreaciated her letting us be there.

Wendy Carnell

What I remember about Betty is... You were such a beautiful well dressed woman. You are definitely a woman to look up to. We will miss you each and every day.

I remember when... I brought you the angel of prayer! You sighed when you heard me.  I said I brought you a special angel.  You will always be in my memories.  Thank you Betty for making it so easy. We will meet again.  XOXOXOXO

Selena Guinn

What I remember about Betty is… That she is very nice and sweet.  She always commented on my smile. (Beautiful) Love you Betty!

I remember when… She would see Maya, she would get very excited & have a big smile! Maya you made your mom Happy

Adam Budko

What I remember about Betty is... How wonderful, caring, you were!

 I remember when... at Mayas wedding when you couldn’t believe Maya punched me after she sang the song.  We miss you!

Kathy Fucile

What I remember about Betty is... Mayas & Allan’s wedding day. She was so happy to see her daughter so beautiful and happy. She was very friendly and everyone enjoyed the day with the Newlyweds

Mark Skotchdopole

What I remember about Betty is when I first met her I was playing pool and Robbie had gone out of the room for a second and a beautiful lady walked in and said with a big smile ..."You must be Robbie's friend!" I acknowledged her and she said with that same wonderful smile ..."Well, It's nice to have another son in our family!"...I will miss her as I miss my own mother.

Bibi Sánchez and Gloria Sena

We remember Betty because she was part of our family whom we loved very much and had the same values we have when it comes to family.  Her family will always remain our family and we think that would make her very happy.

Lalo Alvarez Toro

Amazingly, it’s not hard to write a few nice words about you, even thoungh we didn’t share much. I see it this way, some people participate in your life for years and leave you nothing, for others, it just takes a few seconds to become so important! That’s what happened with Chanto, it took her just a second to change my life. Everything  that reminds me of her makes me happy, it’s a beautiful memory. I clearly remember Ito teaching me how to tie a tie, and you seeming sooo interested in my life, in who I am, in getting to know me! Oohh! What about that time you guys shared with my family! That’s a moment I’ll treasure all my life!! Anyways, this is really hard for me to write in English and Alicia is watching a video about some talking orange that has me very confused jajajajaa.

So, to wrap it up, thank you for being part of my life and letting me participate in yours, it will always be an honor.

Jalayne Wineland

What I remember about Betty is when...

She would interview one of my candidates (I have always managed staffing companies in Albuquerque), and then ask me to come in and discuss them with her.  One of her favorite "tests" of an interviewee was when she took them through McBride & Assoc. to tour the building.   She would turn on that energy of hers and almost sprint down the hallways from one department to the next.    If the candidate didn't keep up with her pace, she knew they'd never be suitable to work for her!    She didn't want to keep "turning around and looking for them"!

 And...   I loved her sweet, sweet voice.    And how she always would sandwich her criticism of the candidate du jour with comments such as, "I still love working with you, Jalayne, because you understand me - even when I'm bad!"

Rob, I just adored your mother -- one of my top 3 all-time favorite clients.   We worked together for 10 years!

Sharon Olguin

What I remember about Betty is when she would get off work; this is when she was teaching. She'd come to our house to pick Robbie up. Often she had some evening engagement so she'd ask my mom, Elsie, if I she could take me home with her so that I could baby sit. I recall following her into her bedroom to watch her get ready, learning about how to apply make-up and things I could do to look my personal best. As I watched, what I see reflecting back in the mirror, was that giant smile!

Loren Olguin

Dear Rob, what a wonderful way to honor and remember your mom. I can remember when you published your first book, your mom was so excited and she was letting everyone know so we could get a copy as soon as it came out.

Well this is the story that I have about your mom. What I remember about Betty is after Sharon and I got married  (30 years ago) we were at a function at your house in Rio Rancho, and as we were taking, I was sharing with your mom how much I enjoyed playing golf and how I thought how great it would be to live by a golf course like she did. I think that she saw how excited I was and her way to get to know me better; she invited me to play a round of golf and have lunch at the club afterwards. It was a special day for me and we certainly got to know each other better. I know that your mom was special to Sharon’s family and right after I became part of the family she made me feel right at home with your family also

 Glynnie Franchini

Oh, my goodness, Rob, I will love to participate.  I loved her and I miss her.  She was one of my most loved friends.

There are so many memories…

One of my favorite stories was when I tried for years to get her to join the Rio Rancho Women's Gold Assn.  She would always tell me, "But, Goosie, I will get my nails dirty."  After about a year of prodding, one afternoon all the gals were in the dining room having lunch and drinks after playing 18 holes.  We looked out and there was your Mom taking golf lessons from Jim Dixon. It wasn't long after that she joined and we had many, many golf years together.  Beside that, she could beat most of us, she was so good.

One time she helped me raise funds for Little Brothers of the Good Shepherd......we would go to lawyer functions together and hit-up any  one we knew (which was MAINLY because of our husbands profession)  We were always successful.  (Probably because of our husbands popularity...but we got the job done!)

Your Mom talked me into taking real estate licensing classes together.  Your Mom was brilliant and passed the test with an extremely high score, but I failed by 1 point...for the next 6 weeks she tutored me to take the test again   (your Mom never   took education for granted.)  With her help I passed the test with flying colors.

We traveled together, played together, worked together, cried together and loved each other more than anyone ever knew.   She was one of my most treasured friends.  I always felt honored that she considered me one of her most treasured friends....the feeling was certainly mutual.

I miss her.  I know that she and my beloved Gene are in heaven together and that is a very comforting feeling.

Paula Carlton

I want YOU to hear my story of a wonderful woman.  Your Mom was my Aunt through marriage to my dear Uncle Dave.  I met Aunt Betty for the first time back in 1998 when my brand new husband and I, along with my 8 year old daughter (Elizabeth), moved from NJ to San Diego.  We drove across country via one of the southern routes which made stopping by Rio Rancho very easy for us.  Your Mom welcomed us into her home with open arms and I was so happy to see Uncle Dave finally in a loving/caring marriage.  I was very young during his first marriage and the impression that stuck with me was he was not happy. 

I kept in touch with Christmas cards and a few sporatic emails.  Then in 2008 my husband was transferred back to the East Coast and we were on the move again.  I was driving my newest daughter (8 year old Hannah) across country by myself as my husband's job did not allow him to assist.  I recruited my oldest sister, Teri, to help me with the drive and I told her that I could not take the I-10 route because I was going to stop in and see Uncle Dave and Aunt Betty before I left the West Coast. 

The circumstances were just so surreal... coming West with my first daughter at age 8 and then moving back East with my second daughter at age 8.  (Yes I am a bit sentimental and what some call wishy-washy)   She was a bit concerned that going there would add too many miles to our trip, but I would not budge.  I had already called Uncle Dave and made the arrangements and I was looking forward to him and Aunt Betty meeting my youngest daughter. 

Well when I spoke to Uncle Dave I told him it would be me, my sister, my daughter AND my daughter's prize possession - her 2 adorable hamsters.  I told him that we had special travel cages for them and there would be no mess or escape.  He said no worries... well what I didn't know is that he DIDN"T tell his wife and I guess Aunt Betty was very leary about having critters in her home.  Ha... the look on her face was priceless as she remained calm, kept her composure and allowed our sweet daughter to bring in her girls. 

At that moment I realized that Aunt Betty was the BEST!!!  She also had a gift for her niece... She had given Hannah a HUGE Panda Bear with a very nice note attached that had a picture of her and Uncle Dave and it said... "Welcome to our Home Hannah!"  Tears swelled, but I choked them back.  Again, she was a gracious host and we had a wonderful dinner and great conversation.  We woke early to get on the road - we were headed back to my sister's house in Alabama for a quick visit before I headed up to Maryland, where we live now.  We left that morning with smiles that lasted some many miles.  That was July 7, 2008. 

Fast forward to November 2008 - just before Thanksgiving, my husband finally received his travel papers and he was clear to drive cross country to join us in Maryland.  Well my husband is a career Navy Air Traffic Controller, so he had a lot in common with Uncle Dave and they both seemed to love talking shop with each other.  SO... I flew out to San Diego so that I could make the drive with my husband... sort of a traveling vacation. 

Of course the first contact I made was to call Uncle Dave and tell him we were heading his way and see if they would be around and up for company.  Luckily our timing was perfect.  We arrived later than we had hoped because we got off to a late start in Las Vegas, but when we arrived Aunt Betty had dinner warm in the oven for us and again we had great food and wonderful conversation.  We left early the next morning and  I had no way of knowing that it would be the last time I would have the pleasure of your Mom's company...but if I did, I would have made those moments last for years. 

I last saw Aunt Betty in November 2008 about 3-4 nights before Thanksgiving.  May she rest in peace and know that she is still very much loved down here on Earth.  She is truly missed.  My prayers are with Uncle Dave as I cannot fathom his loss.  My prayers are with your family as well as I know you have lost a huge piece of your hearts. 

God Bless you all.  If you ever come to the D.C. area, please let me know as I would love to meet you in person.

Pat Magyary

We were good friends with Gloria and Denny which is how I was introduced to Betty--I did enjoy my occasional encounters with her when I was out walking the dogs and she was getting her exercise.  She always had a lovely smile to share, and upbeat conversation about what was going on in the neighborhood, with the golf course, etc.  If I needed help finding someone to clean carpets or wash the windows, etc., Betty always gave me great referrals.  I had invited David and Betty over for dinner or drinks on occasion, but somehow we never got together.  I was certainly stunned to learn of her grave illness --and sad for her wonderful husband and family.  She certainly will not be forgotten.

Tommy and Elsie Joseph

So many fond memories of Betty - - my heart is heavy just thinking of how terribly sad we are not having Betty with us.  She fought this dreadful disease with the most grace and courage of anyone.  In spite of the discomfort, pain and anguish she must have felt, she still could laugh of all the idiocy of incompetent people dealing with her name.  She had me in stitches telling me how they were calling her everything but Betty in the hospital, although she had told then she was called Betty.  

Betty was our "rock."  She was the one who was always there for all our family, the sad times as well as the good times.  How can I forget when she and David made the trip to Ann Arbor to attend Anna’s (my granddaughter) Bar Mitzvah.  That will always stand out as one of the happiest times in my life.  Not only because of Anna but because Betts and David were the only ones from my family to attend this very special event.  Yes through all our siblings' illnesses and illnesses of Mom and Dad, Betts was always there.

 Because of Betts and her elaborate calendar she kept on her computer, my siblings and I were kept apprised of events and what was going on with our family.  Her unsurpassed writing talent left us with so much to remember.  How can I forget that even during her very difficult time as she was losing her cancer battle, she remembered to wish Tommy and me a Happy Anniversary?  How special is that?

 We loved Betts, and she taught us so much.  We were not ready to part with her, and my heart cries for her.  I am so glad I saved all the "family remembrances" she composed.  I know she has joined our loved ones, and they are our guardian angels watching over us.  One of my favorite bible scriptures says, “I have engraved you on the palms of my Hands. Remember, I am with you always. Do not let your hearts be troubled."  We loved Betty; she was very special.  She stayed strong, and had so much faith.  We loved you, Betts; you were very special, and I know you are our guardian angel watching over us.

Moments

Lunar Letter (January 2009)

Life is made up of moments…

Magical moments which make us quiver with emotion and form an integral part of our experience. Moments which become the motion pictures of our mind, available 24 hours a day to anchor us to those times which confirm how wonderful it is to be in this wonderful journey we call life.

Moments of ecstasy when the world seems to stop and we enter a state where nothing can touch or trouble us. Moments which come when we least expect them and later remain as a memory of a sensational dream which we long to repeat with our entire body and soul.

Marvelous moments which make us smile broadly and laugh so hard our stomach hurts. Moments which leave their imprint on our experience, strengthening ties with those whom we have the pleasure of sharing them and creating relationships which can last a lifetime.

Moments of inspiration which allow us to fly with the eagles during which everything seems to go right. Moments when we are connected with the universe and we flow naturally with change and turbulence which constitute the essence of life.

Incredible moments which take our breath away in disbelief and the ensuing realization of life’s own perfect imperfection. Moments when a storm devastates everything in its path and subsequently regenerates life and abundance in the same location.

Moments of joy which nourish our soul and confirm that happiness should be the rule rather than the exception.

Moments which transport us emotionally to another place and which open the doors to be happy with what we have and where we are in every instant, while acknowledging we can always improve.

Moments to go forth boldly with courage to achieve what we most desire while painting a magnificent picture representative of our essence. Moments to take a leap of faith with energy knowing we can make adjustments to our path to attain exactly what we want.

Moments to rest and rebuild our inner force and bathe in the pleasure of simply being without feeling obligated to always be busy. Moments to savor the sun and bask in its warmth, reflecting on the value of hard work which, paradoxically, makes it possible to enjoy each instant.

Moments to think about how incredible each second, minute and hour are which pass idly through our fingers while the world keeps going around and around. Moments to be thankful for the privilege of being alive, knowing with certainty that this is the most intense moment of our lives; and, it is gone in an instant!

Thank you mom for so many wonderful moments!


Recuerdos

Haydee McBride

I remember Ama almost all the time!

Tengo muchos recuerdos de ella, pienso que nos conocíamos tanto que a veces sentíamos una “transmisión de pensamientos.”

Con los años, hemos compartido en las buenas y en las malas, y esto nos ayudó a compenetrarnos profundamente una de otra.

¡Sí tengo muchas anécdotas!

One time we went to her yoga class!  Lo disfrutamos muchísimo haciendo ejercicio, tomando un té.  Ese día éramos como dos amigas que no se habían visto por mucho tiempo y nos reímos tanto. Conversamos sin estar pendiente de la hora. 

Cuando estábamos solas nos gustaba conversar en español, llorábamos y reíamos mientras me contaba sus secretos.

Yo pienso que nosotras estábamos unidas por unos sentimientos diferentes que nadie podría imaginar.  Nos queríamos mucho.  Aunque no siempre estábamos de acuerdo, sí había mucho respecto.`         

She was a smart person, intelligent and a little “Brujita,” because she had a special Don de percibir o sentir cuando nosotras la necesitábamos o cuando había algo importante en nuestras vidas.  A pesar de la distancia, ¡sabía si alguno de nosotros estaba triste, preocupado o feliz por algo!  

Ella estaba entregada en alma y cuerpo a sus seres queridos.  Siempre me agradeció por el amor que mis hijas le han tenido. 

Yo le decía que era gracias a ella y a Ito porque han sido unos abuelitos maravillosos en todo el sentido de la palabra.

Ella se desbordaba de amor, de atención hacia mis hijas.  Me siento tan afortunada de tener a un hombre tan maravilloso en mi vida como es su hijo.  Se lo debo a ella y a su expectacular papá (Bob).

¡Siempre Ama estarás en mi corazón porque te quiero, te extraño mucho!

¡Qué bello Ama, haberte conocido y pertenecer a tu linda familia, que es mi familia a la que tanto adoro!

Ama fuiste una dama, madre, suegra, abuelita y compañera expectacular.

Mi Bella Madre

Mi bella madre ha pasado con tranquilidad...

Gracias a todos por sus oraciones y palabras...

Mientras que mi mundo nunca será igual sin ella...

Soy una mejor persona por ella y ella está conmigo...

En tiempos de inmensa turbulencia y triunfo ella estará...

En mis momentos más oscuros y en mis más grandes logros...

Su energía y bella sonrisa estarán conmigo siempre...

Recopilaré recuerdos y pensamientos en su honor...

¿Te gustaría formar parte de este "memorial"?

Si te gustaría hacerlo simplemente haga esto

Escribe algo corto o largo sobre lo siguiente

1) Lo que me acuerdo de Betty es...

2) Me acuerdo cuando...

Voy a poner estas ideas juntos...

Las leeré en su servicio...

Gisela Gonzalez

Gisela GonzalezDe todo corazon lo siento, y recuerda lo que hablamos que te queda de consuelo....Q.E.P.D. Mis sentimientos están contigo.

Nadya Antezana

Nadya AntezanaMis mas sentidos pesames amigo mio, Dios les de a ti y tu familia la fortaleza para afrontar tu perdida. Dios los bendiga eternamente.

Alexis Moreno

Alexis MorenoUn abrazo de solidaridad en este momento amigo! Dios te de la fortaleza necesaria para afrontar la perdida de un ser tan querido. Elevamos nuestras oraciones a Dios para que le de luz divina y perpueta.

Sandra SangronisSandra Sangronis

Mi querido Rob mi sentido pésame desde aqui te acompaño en tus sentimientos.

 

 

Griselda C. Sivira Pire

Griselda C. Sivira PireAMIGO CUANTO LO SIENTO.....UN FUERTE ABRAZO....

 

Cati J. Martínez L

Cati J. Martínez Lla mayor energía positiva para ti... ella ha pasado de plano, ha evolucionado... estará feliz de verte bien, fuerte como siempre...
Un abrazo sincero...

Maritza Viñoles

Maritza ViñolesAmigo tambien se lo que es la partida de la madre..... ella y tu madrecita solo partieron primero que nosotros.... luego, luego nos encontraremos alla...... saludos y cariños

Adriana Urueña

Adriana Urueñahey rob ! im so sorry for your loss, bellisima foto, los quiero mucho a todoos

 

Adriana Bragan

Adriana BraganTu madre cerca de Dios,ya està feliz.A màs siempre estarà presente en vuestra vida.un abrazo amigo.

 

Arnoldo Zarate

El Alma no muere, solo el cuerpo. Cuando el hombre se percata de esto, la muerte pierde su fuerza y ya no es temida, sino acogida como un simple viaje a puerto desconocido.

~ Sai Baba

 

Un Fuerte Abrazo

 

Ada Bonnie Fuenmayor Viana

Ada Bonnie Fuenmayor VianaEstoy contigo amigo.

 

 

Angela Perugini

Angela PeruginiEra algo inevitable, pero todos sabemos que este donde este, ha descansado y ahora solo quiere que su hijo siga con esa llama de alegria y optimismo que siempre lo ha caracterizado!!! nunca estamos preparados para estos momentos, pero espero que tengas una actitud como siempre la mantubo tu madre!!! que dios la tenga en su gloria!!!

Nubia Croes

Nubia CroesUn fuerte abrazo amigo, lamento de verdad tu perdida.

 

Sandra Gil

Sandra GilLamento de corazón la partida fisica de tu mami Rob pero ¿sabes que? ella ahora te estara acompañando a todas partes y siempre te irradiara de mucha energía positiva por que su espiritu te va a proteger y a llenarte de bendiciones cada segundo DE TU VIDA, mis condolencias para tu esposa e hijas. ¡Abrazos mi PANA!

Jose Garcia

Jose GarciaHola Rob, te acompaño en tus sentimientos por la perdida física de tu señora Madre. Ánimo Rob, go ahead...

Carmen Yánez

Hola Rob ...... no conoci a Betty ....

Pero desde mi punto de vista te pudiese escribir........ Que Betty desde el cielo debe de estar complacida por todos sus logros en la tierra..... entre ello TÚ, un hombre profesional, buen hijo, buen esposo y buen padre .......... eso es importante.

Zulay Dìaz

Zulay Dìazhola amigo mi sentido pesame. por experiencia se lo que es perder a alguien maravilloso como la madre. dios la tendra en su gloria. zulay desde charallave

Adriana Ramos

Hola Rob, mis condolencias... yo se que las palabras no son suficientes en un momento como este. =(

 

Maria Patricia Vazquez

Maria Patricia VazquezSiento mucho lo de su Sra Madre. mis Condolencias

 

 

Carmen Edith de Ron

Carmen Edith de RonMis sentidas condolencias Rob. Ella siempre estara en tu recuerdo y en tu corazon.

 

Marbel Abel DelaCruz

Marbel Abel DelaCruzQuerido Rob, Aunque no conocí a tu linda madre, ella a traves de las fotos que publicasté me trasmitia mucha alegria, orgullo y autoconfianza, Dios la tenga en su Gloria y su alma esté en descans...Un abrazo para ti en estos momentos en que sé que las palabras sobran...

Betty Galviz

hola profe!!!! gracias por conseguirme por este medio!!! le doy gracias a dios por haberlo conocido..... y también le doy gracias por todo lo que ayer nos regalo de corazón... muy lindo día el que pasamos ... le deseo lo mejor y espero sigamos en contacto!!! un abrazo.... :-))

Jenny Valdez

Jenny ValdezRob, no sé que decirte.... pero si puedo enviarte mucho amor, buenas energías y oraciones. Un abrazo!

Maria C. Parada

Maria C. ParadaQuerido Rob, Lamento mucho esta noticia. Recibe mis sentidas condolencias en union de los tuyos.
Un abrazo

Magaly Izquierdo

Magaly IzquierdoSin palabras.....

 

 

Jorge Castellanos

Dicen que la sonrisa ayuda a generar estimulos para que el humano se ayude asi mismo y mantenaga una aptitud positiva ante los eventos de la vida , hoy veo en ti la sonrisa que sembro tu querida Madre, desde lo mas lejos que se encuentre estoy seguro que su proteccion te dara las fuerzas necesarias para estar cada dia dispuesto a darnos un buen ... Read Moreconsejo y hoy ese mismo consejo te lo damos todos los que hemos estado asi sea un rato en tus charlas, desde Maracaibo la tierra donde se manifiesta el relampago del catatumbo, se vera cada dia partir el espiritu de tu mama al encuentro con los suyos.Un gran abrazo

Dalia Perez

ROB ..PRECIOSO!!! ELLA ES AHORA UN ANGEL, UNO DE LOS MAS LUMINOSOS Y HERMOSOS Y ESA LUZ GUIARA TUS PASOS QUE SIEMPRE HAN RECORRIDO EL CAMINO DEL BIEN Y DEL SERVICIO AUNQUE NO LA CONOCI...A TI SI ...Y TU CALIDAD HUMANA HABLAN SOBRE EL AMOR Y LA CRIANZA QUE RECIBISTE ,SIN DUDA FUE EXCELENTE MADRE Y SER HUMANO TQM..UN FUERTE ABRAZO DESDE BARQUISIMETO ...TU AMIGA DALIA PEREZ

Pat Monteferrante

Pat MonteferranteRob, sólo unas líneas: hay gente que nunca se va, porque nos queda todo aquello nos enseñaron, todo el amor que nos dieron, toda la alegría e incluso el llanto, nos queda todo eso para recordarlos bonito y sonreirnos cuando vienen a nuestra memoria...

Valentina Sanchez Gutierrez

Valentina Sanchez GutierrezSin palabras .... no es facil !!!! pero ella esta en un lugar maravilloso!!!!!

 

Iderma Jiménez

Iderma JiménezSiempre con ella y contigo.

Me acuerdo cuando ella me llamò y hablamos un largo rato, promocionando una parte de su vida (TU)...Luego hablamos tu y yo. Fuè una percepciòn increiblemente agradable.

Geovanine Velásquez

Geovanine VelásquezMis sentidas condolencias, siento mucho la noticia!Un abrazote

 

Mercedes Guanche

Mercedes GuancheRob...es lamentable lo sucedido...a partir de ahora en el cielo tienes un ser de luz que te protegerá!!

 

Andrés Landaeta

Andrés LandaetaMi más sentido pésame Rob, le acompaño en su dolor.

 

Heidily Santamaría

Heidily SantamaríaCuando Dios nos llama debemos resignarnos por nuestro bien y por su descanso...es duro pero adelante con fuerza...un abrazo...

Betty Lopez

Rob..siento tanto lo que le ha pasado..nuestros padres e hijos son nuestro mayor tesoro y felicidad, sin ellos nada tiene sentido..algun dia volvera a verla nuevamente..dele gracias a Dios Padre Celestial que le dio la oportunidad de que haya sido su madre en esta vida terrenal y que le demostro todo su afecto en esta vida...Solo partio antes y lo cuidara x siempre

Ana Maria Guevara Bajares

Ana Maria Guevara BajaresQue Dios la bendiga donde quiera que esté!!!

 

 

 

Rob McBride

¡Agradezco todos sus comentarios!
Mil gracias...
: ) me

 

 

Alicia Castillo

Alicia CastilloUn abrazo a la distancia... el legado continúa

 

 

Omaira Botello

Muy lindas tus palabras te acompano en este momento...yo pienso que si fuimos atentos y muy amorosos y buenos hijos durante la vida la ausencia va a estar llena de paz. un beso

 

Raquel M de Rey

Raquel M de ReyRob. Que Dios te bendiga y te dé mucha fortaleza y valor. Su espación nunca podrá ser ocupado por nadie y aunque paresca mentira eso tambien te alegrará. Que descanse en Paz.

Martha Bernal M.

Martha Bernal M.Ivann y yo contigo ...
No vayas a mi tumba y llores pues no estoy ahí. Yo no duermo. Soy un millar de vientos que soplan, el brillo de un diamante en la nieve, la luz del sol sobre el grano maduro, la suave lluvia de verano. En el silencio delicado del amanecer soy un ave ...rápida en vuelo. No vayas a mi tumba y llores, no estoy ahí, yo no morí. (Indio americano anónimo)

Rayza Alexandra Vilera Medina

Rayza Alexandra Vilera MedinaHola lamento mucho tu gran perdida, mucha fortaleza, que Dios te bendiga que tu madre desde el cielo lo hara tambien.

Grace Hevia

Grace HeviaNunca tuve la dicha de conocerla, pero el hecho de tener un hijo tan maravilloso, demuestra que fue una madre más que espectacular, Dios la tenga en su gloria y ellas nos bendiga cada mañana desde el cielo.

Nairy Silva

Que Orgullo para una madre, saber que su trabajo lo ha hecho bien, que valio la pena esos regaños, esas palabras de aliento, esas noches sin dormir, porque al final , ha tenido un hijo como tú. Con una moral, unos sentimiento y unos valores bellisimos. Claro que ella siempre va a estar contigo. Siempre te va a cuidar. Y sobre todo aunque te sientas triste ella siempre te va a sonreir, porque sabe que esa risa contagiosa va a llenar tu corazón y te hará superar cualquier obstáculo:

Juan Ramirez

Partner, mi mas profundo pesame, se que tu mama esta descanso al lado de Dios y desde alli te seguira guiando como lo hizo hasta ahora dejando una gran huella en ti para que ayudes a la humanidad con tu bondad , generosidad e ideas para el bien y crecimiento de todos, amigo jr

Maria Stella Badalamenti

Maria Stella BadalamentiMi profe, lamento lo de su mamá. Algún dìa se reencontrarán porque hacia allá vamos todos con seguridad. Un abrazo de solidaridad

Ysvelia de Abreu

Cuando oigo el nombre de Ama...a mi mente viene la imagen de una gran sonrisa...amable y dulce, acompañada de unos ojos vivos q tambien te sonrien

Me acuerdo una vez que estuve en su casa por navidades. Nos preparó para desayunar unos hot cake espectaculares con banana... nunca antes los habia probado...¡me encantaron!

Se que no pude compartir mucho con tu madre, pero estos recuerdos estaran siempre conmigo y cada vez que escuche "Ama" vendran a mi mente como un grato recuerdo.

Beatriz Yolanda Saldeño

Hola Rob.

Lamento la ida de tú mamá y admiro tú actitud para manejar la situación.  La vida que llevamos nos empuja y no hay tiempo para tristezas porque la vida sigue su curso.  Perdí a mi papá un 23 de Diciembre y el 24 tuve que ir al supermercado y encargarme de las cosas cotidianas porque no queda otra. 

Así que, en los momentos tristes sólo queda secarse las lágrimas, respirar hondo y murmurar … “luces, cámara.  Acción”.

Marco Salas

Siento mucho enterarme de la partida de tu madre, estoy seguro de que has recibido apoyo y bellas palabras de mucha gente que como yo, te siente como un compañero de oficina que periódicamente nos alienta con sus aprendizajes, palabras,  y gestos.  Sin Embargo, me atrevo a dirigirme a ti con mucha humildad para retribuirte el gesto con unos minutos de mi tiempo.

Te acompaño a darle Gracias a Dios por todos los momentos que atesoras en tu corazón, de tu madre y de tu familia unida, en tu niñez, o en tu adolescencia, o en las cenas de acción de gracias, o por teléfono, o en los largos Chats por Internet,  o en aquel desayuno de domingo.  Por cada uno de ellos GRACIAS A DIOS.

Como ya sabes es en nuestros recuerdos que viven perpetuamente nuestros seres queridos, una vez que físicamente ya no están, y es en nuestros actos del día a día que resuenan los valores y principios que ellos sembraron en nosotros para hacerse perpetuos.  GRACIAS A DIOS Tú has hecho un excelente trabajo por muchos años, en el que no te has conformado en pasárselos (sus valores, ahora tuyos) a tus hijos y familia, sino a todo el que te rodea, contacta, habla y lee periódicamente.  Así que sientete orgulloso y feliz de hacernos llegar con tu trabajo la grandeza de los seres que te dieron vida y te ayudaron a crecer como el maravilloso ser humano que eres.

Por tus actos viven eternamente y a través de nosotros resuenan para contagiar a nuestro entorno con maravillosas energías positivas.   Gracias por influenciarnos con sus enseñanzas desde tu trabajo.

Un abrazo lleno de Paz y Amor, para ti y toda tu familia,

La Tierna

Hola a los dos, siento mucho lo de la mama de Rob.  Nuestro mas sincero sentido pesame.

Espero la familia encuentre resignacion en el saber que ya Betty no esta sufriendo con ese dolor y con la impotencia de no poder hacer nada por ella y por la familia que la veia sufrir.

Por favor dale nuestro sentido pesame a Ito debe ser muy duro perder tu compañera, yo no puedo ni imaginarmelo.

Los queremos mucho, me alegro que Rob y las chamas pudieron pasar tiempo con Betty y despedirse.

Guillermo Martin

Lo que recuerdo de tu mami es su nombre, y lo describo asi.

 AMOR para sus semejantes ...

MADRE  Ejemplar...

AMIGA Incondicional...

Su apodo es unas de las tantas cosas bellas que ella tenía y la cual recuerdo.

Si yo pudiera pedirle algo a dios, seria que  le  otorge  en su reino un espacio igual al que ocupaba aqui, lleno de paz felicidad, y  mucho amor para que ella con su inteligencia nos los tramita a nosotoros

QUE DIOS LA BENDIGA

A. M. Cisneros

Hola rob que tal? Mi nombre es Ana maría y quería expresarte lo mucho que lamento la pérdida de tu madre no la conocí pero se que es una pérdida muy sentida para ti
Yo por mi parte te puedo decir que te estoy muy agradecida por tus muy buenos y oportunos correos que siempre me tomo el tiempo de leer; siempre me regalan un poco de sabiduría; gracias de verdad por fa sigue llenandonos de buenos y bonitos mensajes y de ti he aprendido que el rebote es lo que nos lleva a la cima. . . Aun conservo la pelotica que nos regalaste en un curso al que asistí y siempre que siento que estoy abajo y que ya no puede haber nada peor tomó mi pelotica y recuerdo que ahora voy para arriba así que animo que ahora es cuando va a comenzar el ascenso


Hasta Luego

Mom, you have influenced so many people with your positive expectant attitude and your contagious smile.  The following articles encompass the way you lived your life. 

You were in fact “on stage” and “in the arena” for your entire life!

I close this tribute to your spectacular life not by saying “Goodbye,” rather, “Hasta luego...” 

You live on forever in our minds and in our hearts…

 


It’s Showtime

(Lunar Letter: November 2009)

There comes a time when we need to say, “It’s Showtime!” We are all actors in life. William Shakespeare expressed it like this:

All the world's a stage,

And all the men and women merely players;

They have their exits and their entrances;

And one man in his time plays many parts...

As we head out into the world each day, we are like actors making our entrance onto the stage. While each of our roles are different, we are all on stage performing. Some of us are salesman, others are doctors, lawyers, engineers, teachers or a myriad of other professions and occupations. While it is healthy and wise to be in harmony with what we feel and say, the “world” really doesn’t care how we feel. All that matters is our performance in the theater of life.


Let’s look at an example. When a patient goes in for surgery, he or she really doesn’t care if the surgeon had a fight with their spouse, has economic difficulties or has an upset stomach. What’s most important is for the surgeon to do their job well! While the doctor’s performance will change depending on the circumstances, it’s critical to get off the emotional roller coaster of life and perform.

Regardless of what we do, we are all in a similar situation. While our closest friends and family can be of tremendous support when we are facing difficulties, the backdrop of our emotional challenges isn’t important to the rest of the world. Imagine the following situation. A client walks into a car dealership and asks the salesperson, “How are you doing?” Imagine the salesperson replying, “My teenager is about to get kicked out of school, they haven’t paid my commissions from last month, my landlord is asking for my house and I am depressed.” Would we really want such a detailed explanation?

While this is obviously an exaggeration, we frequently demonstrate these same sentiments without ever speaking. Our body language and attitude towards life explains the entire script. It is not necessary to ask someone, “How are you feeling?” Most of the time it’s apparent from their behavior and demeanor how they feel. In fact, for those we know best, we know in an instant how they feel.

Like most, I have learned a great deal from my parents. My mother, “The Beautiful Lady,” passed in peace on October 18th. As a result of her passing, I have thought a lot about all I have learned from her. While there have been so many different things, the most important is regardless of how we feel, we have to get up and say, “It’s Showtime!” With our best foot forward, it’s crucial we go out on stage with courage and confidence.

We are all actors in life. We will not always feel great and not everything in life is wonderful and beautiful. It’s not realistic to think we will always be energetic and motivated. Nevertheless, those who are able to shake themselves off and go out on stage with an excellent attitude are those who will achieve greatness. Let’s be superstars as we go out on stage in a constant effort to give our best performance in this wonderful theater we call life.


The Man in the Arena

The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly, who errs and comes up short again and again, because there is no effort without error or shortcoming, but who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, who spends himself for a worthy cause; who, at the best, knows, in the end, the triumph of high achievement, and who, at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who knew neither victory nor defeat.

~ Theodore Roosevelt


Betty’s Resume (1985)