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Stop Competing

Published March 2, 2017 by lynn k scott

Stop competing in sports?  No.  Nothing like that.  I read something the other day and of course, it got my mental wheels spinning.  The more I thought about it, the more I saw it in myself as well as others I know.

When I say ‘stop competing’, I’m referring to with other people, with your past, with whatever is making you second-guess yourself.

We are all individuals.  We all have our own path to walk, accomplishments, failures and mistakes to make.  It’s who we are.  It’s what makes us individuals.

As a mom, I’ve thought, I wish I had the time to stay at home with my kids.  I wish I was more understanding.  I fly off the handle too much.  It’s not fair I have to work and others don’t.  Why isn’t my house as clean as my friend’s house?  Heck, she has more kids at home.  Why can’t I be Pinterest crafty?  I wish I dressed better.  I wish I could afford to get my hair done more often.

Why am I comparing myself to other people?  I work hard to try and stay humble; to count my blessings; to be content with what I have; to strive to improve where needed.

I need to remind myself it’s not a competition.  My path is meant for me.  What I do and don’t accomplish is my responsibility.  I am enough and if there are changes to be made, the ball is in my court and I either find a way to make it happen or I accept the reality if it doesn’t.

If this sounds familiar, and I’m sure it does to someone, then remember you are meant to be who you are and I am meant to be me.  It’s not a competition; but a journey to be taken.


Published January 17, 2016 by lynn k scott

The other day I received a WP notification.  I had reached 200 followers!  I was surprised and then happy.  Ok, so the actual number is 203 now, but there are over 200 people who actually read what I write.

I admit, I’m still someone a blogging newbie.  It’s only been a year and I haven’t always been that consistent.  That being said, I’ve renewed my effort into seeing how far I can take my humble little pink blog.

Thank you for coming along on this journey; wherever you may have joined it.

To Co-Op or Not to Co-Op?

Published July 22, 2015 by lynn k scott

August will begin our third full year of homeschooling.  Hello fourth grade!  While I admit, I was very overwhelmed when we began our homeschooling journey, I am blessed that we were guided down this educational journey.

A friend of mine has decided to homeschool her daughter.  She let me know of a local homeschool co-op and suggested I join.  I was wary.  I had done my research into local groups.  To be honest, most aren’t helpful; if I can even locate them.  The reason being, I am also a working mom and we do new lessons in the evening and weekends with homework during the day.

I was assured this group was different.  There wasn’t a membership fee.  They got together weekly, late afternoons and early evening.  Hmmmm?  I might be able to utilize that time-frame.  Ok, here goes a new adventure.  I joined the group.  Granted, I’ve only “met” them on Facebook; so far.  This Friday, we will meet for our first group get-together.

I’ve been asking questions of the group.  We are registered as a private school.  Anyone else?  Yes, yes there are others like us! They have also checked out local charter schools, as I did and they knew which ones I was referring to.  Ok, that’s nicer than just my other online groups.  Having them based locally helps a bit more; there’s a connection.

I am not sure I would have made it this far without online, homeschooling support.  I am very interested in seeing how local, in-person support is going to help us.  I think it will be a good experience for my daughter to make friends with other kids who learn similar to her educational structure.  Perhaps she will gain a different perspective?  Maybe we can find other homeschoolers who are also learning ASL (American Sign Language) and have practice buddies?

Regardless of how this turns out, it’s another experience we are utilizing in this educational pursuit.  I, for one, am looking forward to the upcoming interactions.  I am impressed with the group, and it’s only been a week.  I look forward to thinking, “why didn’t I do this sooner?”

Question time:  If you homeschool, are you part of co-op?  Why or why not?

QOTD: Topic – Lessons

Published July 11, 2015 by lynn k scott

“We’re put here on Earth to learn our own lessons. No one can tell you what your lessons are; it is part of your personal journey to discover them. On these journeys we may be given a lot, or just a little bit, of the things we must grapple with, but never more than we can handle.” (Elisabeth Kubler-Ross)

A recounting of a life

Published March 11, 2015 by lynn k scott

I wrote this paper in December as part of my final report which had to be on death and dying.  I literally finished it at 11:00 p.m. the night before it was due.  I could not bring myself to write this paper, prior to that moment in time.  It was an excruciating process.  Part of the assignment was to interview someone who is dying or the someone dealing with someone who has died.  I was given special permission to write about my sister as well as permission to interview my mother.

Our papers were graded while we took our final.  My professor actually gave me a hug when she returned my paper.  She finally understood why my classmate said my picture should be near “resilience” in the dictionary after one of our “interview” exercises. I actually think I should be on some campaign about not turning into an alcoholic within the last six years; considering I’ve buried my father, sister and mother in that time-frame.

Names have been changed or omitted for privacy reasons.  Here is my “final” paper.


Kathi was born in Upstate  NY in the summer of 1974.  She grew up with in a nuclear family; a mother, father, and two sisters.  Lynn was the oldest, then Kathi and then came Robyn.  While growing up, Kathi was educationally gifted but despised school and dropped out when she was 16 years old.  She was the “wild child” of the family.  Whether it was school fights, breaking curfew, or refusing to do homework because she knew the answers already so why should she prove it, she definitely followed the beat of her own drum.  Having a mother who survived non-lymphoma Hodgkin’s Disease, losing a father to stomach cancer a few year’s prior, the diagnosis that Kathi received when she was 37 years old changed everything:  Stage-4 breast cancer.

Kathi remained in her small, country hometown.  In fact, the entire family was there, except for Lynn.  After her father passed in 2007, Kathi moved back to her childhood home with her daughter and lived with her mother.  Years later, she married and had two more children; both girls.  Shortly after her youngest’s birth, Kathi’s husband and Lynn’s oldest son, entered the Army together and Kathi became an Army wife.  While her husband and nephew headed to the mid-west for Basic training, Kathi settled into being a single mom.  She was lucky to have the support of her mother to help with the children.  As her mother was retired, Kathi was able to work and not have to worry about paying for daycare.

When her husband graduated from Basic training and then A.I.T. (Advanced Individualized Training), Lynn had a chance to meet her brother-in-law, as she attended the A.I.T. graduation ceremony.  It was the first time she’d meet her brother-in-law.  It was a defining moment, as he spoke so highly of his wife, it gave Lynn something to think about.  Lynn decided to reach out to Kathi.  The two sisters had been estranged and hadn’t spoken in over 10 years.

It turned out Kathi had wanted to reconnect with Lynn as well.  The two spent a lot of time on Facebook, calling each other and texting to catch up.  While Lynn was involved in supporting deployed troops, Kathi was involved with supporting the veterans.  The two never knew that about each other.  Kathi became one of Lynn’s biggest supporters.  Frequently, Kathi would have her two youngest daughters draw pictures and then she would send them to Lynn, along with other care package supplies and Lynn would make sure deployed soldiers received them.  This was a bond the two shared, community support of the military.  While their bond grew, Kathi and Robyn’s relationship all but deteriorated.  They had very different views on life in general and they parted separate ways, so to speak.

The reunion turned out to be short-lived.  Within months of the sisters finding each other again, Kathi’s chiropractor had found a lump near her breast.  He didn’t think it was anything but suggested she get it looked at.  Kathi was very nervous.  She called Lynn, before posting the test results on FaceBook.  Several lumps were found in her right breast and the lymph nodes surrounding the breast.  More tests came back.  There was cancer in the lungs.  Further testing showed it was breast cancer and not lung cancer.  If breast cancer is present in the lungs, that means the cancer has metastasized and that wasn’t good.  Kathi’s prognosis was just as bleak.  She was given six months to a year to live.  Her family was devastated.  Kathi took it hard.  She had a teenage daughter and two very small children to think about.  She didn’t want to die.

August 24, 2011, Kathi posted on her Facebook account, “Today is Day 1 of kick this cancer in the butt”.  She was very positive, upbeat and energetic.  She had a fight ahead of her.  A fight that would claim her life if she didn’t win.  To cheer Kathi on, a friend, who was a professional artist, created the “It will all get better bear”.  This bear featured a plush brown teddy bear, like the kind a small child would have, with a band-aid over its heart”.  Kathi was touched.  The family was moved.  Kathi had support and it helped her knowing that.

The All Will Get Better Bear

While Kathi loved nature, gardened, very hands on and do it yourself, type of person, she did have a bad habit:  smoking.  Her oncologist insisted she quit smoking.  Kathi made several attempts.  She would go days and sometimes weeks, before the cigarettes tightened their grip on her.  She eventually gave up and just continued to smoke, although she did cut down.

While Kathi started chemotherapy, the long-distance marriage wasn’t working out as planned.  It was strained at best and was leading toward divorce.  That was Kathi’s goal, beat the cancer, get a divorce and visit her sister in California.  Sadly, Kathi had to stay married while she was sick, because she needed the free healthcare coverage.  Ironically, the closest doctor that accepted her insurance was an hour away.  On top of having to fight for her life, the ­stressors just kept coming.

As Kathi was unable to drive, friends and family stepped in either watch her daughters or drive her to treatments and appointments.  Church members and a local division of the Girl Scouts dropped off food.  The Girl Scout troop  were dropping off food every week, on the same day.  Kathi and her mother appreciated it.  Sometimes, with the treatment schedule, it was hard to cook or get time to shop.  Having homemade meals that could just be reheated was a huge help to the family.

By December 2011, Kathi was excited as an MRI showed necrosis (death) in the core of the largest tumor.  It renewed her hope that she was getting better and she would fight this.  She was losing her hair by this point, and was in a wig by January.  The victory would be short-lived.

In February 2012, Kathi began losing feeling in her right hand.  Just another development is was Kathi thought.  Turns out Kathi had lesions on her brain.  There was a treatment available.  A one-shot treatment that would require her to go to the hospital every day for a week.  More volunteers helped make that possible.  Kathi’s oldest daughter took on the role of a surrogate parent to her younger siblings.  She was old enough to watch them, cook for them and take care of them, if need be.

Kathi was hospitalized in February and came home in March.  Even though chemotherapy and radiation were progressing, Kathi’s mother wanted her to think ahead, just in case the doctors were right about the timeline for her life.  Legal papers needed to be filed.  Her oldest daughter was her husband’s step-child and he would be legally able to take her if Kathi didn’t appoint a guardian for her.  Kathi appointed my mother as the guardian and also of her two youngest girls.  Her husband was an absentee parent, so Kathi’s mother could fight for custody, should the worst happen.

Kathi gave her aunt, a nurse who lived near them, medical power of attorney, which would allow her aunt to make decisions about her medical care if she was unable to communicate.  Kathi  knew her mother wouldn’t make the appropriate choices regarding her health care.  She knew her aunt was familiar enough with medical terminology that she would respond logically.

Kathi’s mother and Lynn spoke often.  They were facing reality, while praying for a miracle.  Lynn was advised to come home, especially after the treatment for the brain lesions.  In March 2012, Lynn, her husband and daughter flew to New York.  Kathi and Lynn had not seen each other in 14 years.  Her husband and daughter had never met her side of the family.  Lynn resumed her role as the oldest child.  While visiting with her sister, when Kathi felt good enough to stay up and visit, Lynn resumed cleaning and cooking.  Lynn was the cook of the family, knew how to prepare food from scratch versus using prepared food.  Kathi used to cook like that, but with being sick, their mother reverted back to premade food.  The week went quickly and Lynn and her family had to return to California.  Lynn and Kathi gave each other a long hug.  It meant a lot, that hug, as they just didn’t do that.  They rarely showed physical affection for each other.  Neither would say goodbye because Kathi knew that would be admitting the cancer was winning.

The end of April proved to be another indication this fight was taking its toll.  Kathi stood up one day, and her legs gave out.  She could not stand, walk or support herself.  A trip to the local emergency room proved frustrating.  The staff didn’t believe her as they couldn’t immediately find anything wrong.  They wanted to discharge her as they didn’t believe there was any treatment to be given.  After Kathi’s family reiterated she had cancer and something wass wrong, they reluctantly ordered some more scans and found a mass on her spine.  She was admitted and later transferred to the hospital, an hour away from her home, where her oncologist treated her.

A lumbar puncture was done.  Hematology came back and said Kathi didn’t have transverse myelitis, which was suspected.  Transverse myelitis was a rare, inflammatory disease of the spinal cord.  Kathi was referred back to neurology.  Neurology said since it wasn’t transverse myelitis, that they weren’t able to help and referred her back to oncology.  This proverbial passing the buck took place a few times and she eventually ended up with oncology.  Sadly, neither department wanted to take credit for Kathi, yet now she’s been diagnosed with paralysis from the waist down and was still in the hospital.

The cancer was robbing this once feisty, independent woman of her ability to care for herself, much less her children.  Kathi’s middle daughter was beginning to develop behavioral issues.  She was five years old, knew her mom was sick, but didn’t fully understand.  The younger girls were being passed around as the need to tend to Kathi increased.

The problem now became what to do with Kathi.  She had no use of her legs and couldn’t care for herself.  While her home did have a ramp to get into the house, it wasn’t wheelchair ready.    Surgery couldn’t be done on the lump on her spine.  She stayed in the hospital for the time being.  Kathi’s mother and Robyn (who re-entered Kathi’s life) drove the girls to see their mom as often as possible.

Kathi was using Facebook to keep in touch with friends, track her battle and continuing her military support and keeping in touch with her sister Lynn.  Mid-April, Kathi posted that she and her family were being bombarded with the, “how can we help” question from friends.  She reluctantly, posted a list of items the family used.  It gave those who wanted to help and opportunity to do so.  Kathi’s pride had prevented her from asking for help.  She grew up fiercely independent and the cancer wouldn’t allow her to maintain that status.

On May 6, 2012, Kathi’s oldest daughter and her prom date, dressed up in their prom clothing and headed off to the hospital to show Kathi.  Kathi was able to see her daughter, in a beautiful prom dress and her friend in a tux.  She never knew her daughter missed the prom.  Her daughter just wasn’t up for it.  Kathi posted pictures on Facebook of her daughter.  She frequently made posts about her status, received support from online friends and it helped her not feel so isolated while stuck in the hospital.

Within a week after seeing her daughter all dressed up, a frank conversation took place.  The doctor said she wasn’t going to be able to stay in the hospital just because she was paralyzed.  Options were discussed as to what options would be in her best interest.  The only options were to return home on Hospice or to try to find a nursing home and go there on Hospice.  Kathi wasn’t getting better and there were no further treatments to be done.  This was when Kathi was forced to accept reality.  Her mother stated that this was when Kathi lost hope and gave in to cancer.  She now was face to face with her own mortality.  Kathi had reached the final stage of dying:  acceptance.

Kathi and Lynn each had a military Facebook page.  That was their family bond and had several mutual friends in common.  Kathi asked Lynn to keep her page updated when she couldn’t.  Lynn agreed.  Starting mid-May, Lynn updated Kathi’s page as she was no longer able to.

Kathi would not be returning home.  Her mother had several animals, Kathi’s kids to take care of and they couldn’t afford a full-time nurse.  Luckily, they found a nursing home that would take her and it was only three miles from her home.  This meant her daughters could see her every day.  In May of 2012, Kathi was transferred to the nursing home.  Her mother reported she was very confused.  She was hoping the medication and the move were the reason.

Kathi was able to visit with her daughters often.  Some days it was only for 15 minutes, other days it was an hour.  She was beginning to refuse food.  Sometimes it was days before she’d want to eat.  The nurse told the family that it was a natural progression and indication of declining health.  Lynn reported this on Kathi’s Facebook page.  One of Kathi’s friends wanted to know why they just didn’t sedate her and give her a feeding tube.  Lynn had to explain would be a life-sustaining treatment.  She couldn’t receive artificial nutrition or hydration while on Hospice.

Lynn continued to update Kathi’s page.  The news was bleak.  She had nothing good to report other than the girls and Kathi’s family were able to be with her more now that she was placed locally.  On June 11, 2012, Lynn had to report that Kathi was unresponsive and her pupils were dilated.  The family was told to “expect the call” at any time.  June 12, 2012 is when Lynn made the final status update tracking Kathi’s battle with breast cancer.  Lynn reported her Robyns had called her about 15 minutes prior to the post.  Kathi had lost her battle with breast cancer.  Kathi died within nine months of her initial diagnosis.  She fought with everything she had.  Kathi’s cancer was extremely aggressive and behaved in manners which no one, including herself, her family or the medical field expected.  In the end, Kathi opted for passive euthanasia.  She wanted to die naturally, without medical intervention..

On June 17, 2012, Kathi’s friends and family were in ­mourning as they said their farewells at a small ceremony at a local funeral pallor.  Kathi had conveyed her wish to be cremated and that wish was honored.  While it was only nine months from diagnosis to death, the cancer stripped her of who she was and left a medicated shell in its stead.  They chose to remember Kathi the way Dillion Thomas stated:   “Do not go gentle into that good night.  Rage, rage against the dying of the light”.  She did too.  She fought breast cancer with all her might.

I chose to interview my mother, so to speak.  I was originally going to use my sister’s conversations, emails and Facebook status, yet I knew that wouldn’t work, especially toward the end.  What I meant regarding my mother’s interview is that I did use her conversations and emails as she died June 25, 2013, suddenly.  I barely was able to write this paper while I completed the “interview” portion.   I did learn that I am not as far in the grieving process as I thought.  I convinced myself I was closer to acceptance when I’m still very angry.  Couple that with survivor’s guilt that my younger sister died before me, which I don’t find natural, and I’ve got a much longer road to acceptance than I originally thought.  While death is the inevitable conclusion of life, some deaths affect you differently.  You never quite grasp how deeply affected you will be until it happens.

She’s still learning

Published March 10, 2015 by lynn k scott

Being a homeschooling mom has its challenges.  Aside from making sure you have lessons to teach, teaching in a way your child will understand and making time to complete everything, the unknown factor, is of course, the child.  Just like any school day, there are good and bad days.  There are days that I question, “what am doing?”.  Yet, I know, this is the right decision for my child and my family.

Last night, were about half-way through the lessons I have prepared.  We get to math.  She doesn’t like math on most days. Depending on how she is learning the work, I may supplement with worksheets or we just do practice problems on the white board.  Unlike the public school system, I think it’s important to understand certain concepts instead of pushing through to the next lesson.  Slowing down is an “ok” thing to do if it ends in my daughter knowing her work and feeling good about the work she is doing.  Nothing better than when she does her “happy dance” because she’s finally grasped a difficult concept.

Back to the math book.  Last night she wasn’t having it.  Some days, I’ll divert and we’ll double-back on a lesson or two. Last night wasn’t one of those nights.  I just wanted to go through the simple lesson of calculating elapsed time.  She was trying to exert her independence and throw attitude.  HA!  Has she met her NY-born mother.  She doesn’t stand a chance!

I tell her to knock it off and pay attention.  I rarely need to go this route.  She’s a good kid who is a great independent thinker.  Well, now her nose is out of joint, so to speak.  She no longer wants to speak to me here comes the “silent treatment”.  That makes it more interesting when I ask her a question.  She still has to answer, one way or the other.

My daughter has some knowledge of ASL (American Sign Language).  I used to work in a Deaf program and even though I am not fluent, ASL is part of her language studies.  She still can’t have full-on signing conversations, but she knows the basics.  She was signing her answers to me.  She used her facial expressions (big in ASL to convey meaning).  Am I upset she’s quiet?  Heaven’s no!  She has discovered girls speak 20,000 words a day and she doesn’t think that’s enough on most days.  To get a bit of peace from persistent talking is always welcome.

Why was I ok with this?  She was still learning.  She was practicing her ASL skills outside a lesson.  She has done this before when have been out and about.  Her ability to just slip into signing something shows me, more than a test ever could, her knowledge on what she’s been taught.  I actually see the knowledge.  I see what I taught her and I see her using it on her own.  This is how I am rewarded by being a homeschool mom.

It only took moving to art and starting to set up the materials for her to begin speaking again.  I knew she would.  She’s an artist at heart.  It’s ok.  Together we have a journey in front of us.  Together we will navigate that journey and see where it takes us.

QOTD: Topic – Motivational (by V. Shah)

Published February 10, 2015 by lynn k scott

When I read today’s quote, it made me stop and pause.  Then I thought, “you’re right”.  Often we don’t consider the journey that led someone to success.  Perhaps it’s time we did.

“Whenever you see a successful person you only see the public glories, never the private sacrifices to reach them.” (by Vaibhav Shah)

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