Spilt Milk

It’s day five of my “mspilt milkaking a better blog” assignment and they suggested changing the theme (the way it looks) so I did and I even got brave and changed the name of the blog to “Spilt Milk”.

Why Spilt Milk.  It was strange.  It just came to me while I was reading some information about changing site appearance.  A flash!  A voice from the past perhaps, or a voice from the future.

My Grandfather used to say, “No point crying over spilt milk,” often.  For a farmer who milked cows for a living that was a remarkable statement.  Milk was his livelihood, however if it got spilled in the barn or at the kitchen table it didn’t seem to bother him.

My mother on the hand would fly into a rage if milk was spilled.  I don’t really know why except that she didn’t handle it well when her day got thrown off.  She was a woman of schedule and anything that tampered with the order of her day was met with furry.

My own response to spilled milk was always more akin to my Grandfather’s attitude.  When my kids spilled milk or anything else it was an opportunity to let them know that the little things really don’t matter that much.  It was also an opportunity for the dog to come running around the table to support the clean up crew.

Not crying over spilled milk or not sweating the small stuff is sort of a life theme for me.  With a couple of exceptions, I spend most of my time living in the present and not dwelling on the past but those things are not just little things.  They are major life changing, heart stopping events.

For the most part I am a the sort of person who looks forward and that is what “Spilt Milk” is about.  I’m a bit of a visionary and I like to take on new challenges and learn, learn, learn.

The subtext on my blog says, “This is not my journal…usually.”  Simply that means that the stuff of my journal is usually very personal but once in a while I’ll let you hear what my deep thoughts are.

Most of the time it’s not hard to figure out what I’m thinking.  I had a friend who used to tell me, “Shut your face up Peggy!” By that she meant that I could seldom get away with not showing people what I was thinking because it was written all over my face.  Others might say I wear my heart on my sleeve.  I prefer to think of myself as mysterious and a little sentimental but everyone is entitled to their opinion.

Let me know what you think of the new face on my blog.  It’s all a work in progress…just like me.


About Peggy Guiler

You just never know what show up on my blog. As the name implies it is about the stuff of life just like Spilt Milk. Everyday events spark thought and contemplation. Special events in the community, the country or the world may strike a cord and get me talking. Sometimes it's about people in my life or circumstances, sometimes about my garden, sometimes about a book or a political issue. Always it's about something I am passionate about. In my business, River of Hope Enterprises (www.riverofhopeenterprises.com), I work as an "Certified Coach" (International Coach Federation), a trainer, consultant and speaker. and as a spiritual director. I also drive a school bus to keep the wolf from the door while I build my business. I love the kids on the bus (most of the time). My family is grown and I have three grandkids who thrill my heart but I don't get to see any of them very often. Circumstances of life have made "family" difficult. My son died by suicide at age 16 in 2000 and the strain on our family relationships since has been huge. Mental health is a field where I worked for almost 22 years and where I still do some consulting and training. That combined with my own battle with depression and my son's death weave together to form some of my greatest soap box items: suicide intervention, suicide bereavement and peer support in mental health are right on the top of my list. Social justice is an underlying passion. Keeping the wolf from the door as a single parent was full-time work and my career path as a journalists was augmented with cleaning contracts, cooking, retail clerk, and bartending. I have known hard work and am grateful for the experience and perspective it has given me. A firmly grounded faith and a passion for learning has now taken me toward a new field as a Spiritual Director and I am soon adding to that a license to marry people. As I move toward retirement I am very aware that I have to keep working so I chose to do things which will meet my modest financial needs and also my love of supporting people in their life journey. Woven into all of this is my love of writing. Trained as a Journalist, and having worked in the field as a freelance news writer for many years, I have a great love for writing. This blog is a new beginning for me. As I hone my skills and begin to form a daily discipline of writing I hope it will lead to more writing in the future.
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