Everything’s Gonna Be All Right (6 Things To Remind Us)

live imperfectly with great delight.

live imperfectly with great delight.

Those inspirational writers at oprah.com pulled these wonderful examples together.

#1: Woman Who Was Reunited With Her Dog After the Tornado in Oklahoma

Halfway through an interview with CBS News, as Barbara Garcia surveys the debris where her house once stood, reporters find her schnauzer, Bowser. The tornado’s winds ripped him from her arms in the small bathroom where they had been hiding, and Bowser had been buried alive under the rubble. “I thought God answered one prayer, to let me be okay; but he answered both of them,” she said.

#2: An Unexpected Text

You can’t stop thinking about that mid-meeting gaffe at work, even though it was six hours ago. You should’ve said this, or you could’ve not said that—and then you glance down at your phone and notice an unread message. “Watching an old clip of SNL and ‘Weekend Update’ reminded me of your spot-on James Carville impression.” It may not be poetic, but it’s just thoughtful enough to tug you out of a shame spiral.
#3: The Return of Hostess
Everybody loves a good comeback story, especially if the protagonists are Twinkies, Ho Hos and other snack cakes.

#4: The Woman Who Changed Her Cyberbully’s Perspective

After a Reddit user posted a photo of a Sikh woman on the site’s “Funny” section with the caption, “I’m not sure what to conclude from this“—referring to her facial hair—the woman in the picture issued a reply. She politely explained that her religion doesn’t believe in altering one’s body in any way, and sparked a chain of responses, including an apology from the original person who posted the photo and caption. It may not happen often enough, but sometimes, our words can change minds.

#5: A Nearly Crossed-Off To-Do List

It reminds you that you’ve accomplished a few things today, and it leaves you a goal to push for tomorrow (even if the goal is really an internal budget memo).
#6: 11-Month-Olds with Serious Dance Moves
In a 45-second YouTube video, a set of twins showed us how important it is to have “our” song—the one we can’t resist rocking out to as soon as we hear it, even if that means ditching our lunch mid-bite. The knowing exchange at the 15-second mark says it all.
Cool Mona note: More tomorrow. I could use some more assurance. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3hHaYsOemlI
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6 Times To Tell The Ugly, Painful Truth (Part 2)

creativity is in all of us.

creativity is in all of us.

Honesty is the best policy. But honesty at exactly the right moment? An even better, less-likely-to-lose-friends policy. Leigh Newman tells us when (and how) to lay it on the line. Here’s Part 1:  http://www.coolmona.com/?p=6896

Perfect Time #4: The Moment You Stumble into the One Fragile, Vulnerable Room in the Burning House

Have you noticed something? Problems, unlike yogurt, don’t come in single servings. I’m going to give a painful example. I have a friend who constantly has family crises. Her marriage is a struggle; her kids have learning difficulties; her husband is in and out of work. We will meet for brunch, and the news on her end will go something like this:

“I don’t know, maybe everybody has problems. People fight, don’t they? Do you think Jim and I fight too much? Basically, I think it’s about power. He wants it. I want it. I think sometimes it affects the kids, because little Sammy is wetting the bed again.”

I used to just let her go. She was right on every count, and I wasn’t sure if she would listen if I said something—not that she’s a narcissist; she was simply upset and didn’t get much time to just talk and be listened to. That is, until I realized after several of these “chats” that I was really worried about little Sammy. Now I do this:

Her: I don’t know, maybe everybody has problems. Me: [Nod] Her: People fight, don’t they? Me: [Nod] Her: Do you think Jim and I fight too much? Me: [Nod] Her: Basically, I think it’s about power. He wants it. I want it. Me: [Nod] Her: I think sometimes it affects the kids. Me: I think so too. Kids sense upheaval. It’s really stressful for them. Have you thought about taking him to talk to somebody?

Waiting to be honest about the one point in the whole dark cavalcade that feels the most crucial to you, instead of trying to tackle every problem (in other words, trying to focus on one room of the burning house, instead of the whole burning house), is more likely to help your friend, even if it’s in a smaller way, instead of overwhelming her with commentary and not helping her at all.

Perfect Time #5: If (and Only If) You Can Pull Off a Dan Rather

Sometimes you find things out. They are never the things you want to find out. By chance, you discover that your friend’s mother has cancer and she’s keeping it a secret from the family. Or you suspect your friend might be losing her job. The usual dilemma is whether or not to tell your friend.

Assuming that you want to be honest, that you want to lead a life without the fuss, agony and guilt of cover-ups, consider sticking to a plan I call The Uninterpreted Facts. This is what newscasters do, and everybody loves them, even when they’re sitting up there saying things like “a famine has spread through the Sudan, and all the children are dying.”

Let me give a few examples: About your friend’s mother, instead of saying “I think your mom has cancer,” you might say, “I ran into your mother at the hospital yesterday. We were both in the chemo wing.” About your friend’s job, instead of saying “you haven’t been working very hard, and I think your boss—who’s friends with my boss—is going to lay you off,” you could say, “There’s a memo about layoffs in the break room. Your boss is in the office with the head of Human Resources.” In the face of this news delivered in a neutral tone, the friend is either going to wonder why this happened and/or why you brought it up, then reach some conclusions on her own—or she will not because she’s not ready to deal with it. Either way, you’ll have given her the honest information, and she will have the choice about how to move forward.

Perfect Time #6: When Your Friend Is Not There…

In other words, when you’re alone. Being truthful with others starts with being truthful with yourself.

This is one of those excruciating realities that we all have to live with—because to be honest, nobody wants to be honest with themselves. I certainly don’t. I’d much prefer to think I gave my sweater to my neighbor because I’m a nice lady, not because I don’t like the sweater and I want to use my neighbor’s garden next week and she likes the sweater.

The real truth is complex and clunky and doesn’t come with three free smaller bits of wisdom and a set of apple corers. It’s not sexy, and it doesn’t make you look younger. But it is one of those things that gets more valuable as you learn to use it on yourself with the same compassion you would use with other people. Telling yourself the truth as your husband walks out (“I pushed too hard,” “I didn’t listen,” “I was never really committed,” etc.) isn’t at all enlightening—and may possibly ruin your self-esteem. Three days later, after you’ve calmed down, that same unwelcome but much-needed bit of honesty could change your life.

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6 Perfect Times To Tell The Painful, Ugly Truth

a peace pod in Chautauqua, ny

a peace pod in Chautauqua, ny

Honesty is the best policy. But honesty at exactly the right moment? An even better, less-likely-to-lose-friends policy. Leigh Newman tells us when (and how) to lay it on the line.

Perfect Time #1: After the Wedding (Way, Way After…)

Back when I was younger and idealistic, I believed that if you thought your friend’s upcoming wedding was a bad idea, you should gently, lovingly tell her. I did this twice: once, the night before the wedding, when the groom was partying at an “exotic dancer” club and the bride was crying in the corner of the hotel suite, and then again when a (different) bride revealed to me that she had had an affair a few weeks before the wedding was to take place. In both cases, I took a big, horrible breath and posed the question, “Are you sure you want to do this?”

And in both cases, the brides got married anyway. And then things got distressing. They didn’t not talk to me for a few years; they simply talked to me in bright, chipper sunshine voices about their jobs and houses and plans for vacation, but never, never about their spouses. I did my part in these conversations. I was as bright, chipper and sunshiny as a dandelion watered with Dr Pepper. I didn’t want to lose my friends. I knew this phony veneer was the only way we were going to make it through.

Until…a few years later, when the first one called to tell me her husband had stolen all of her money, and the second one called and told me she was depressed: She was not in love with her husband, she wondered if she’d ever been in love, and she wasn’t sure what she was going to do exactly. Right then I realized that it was in this moment that I should have talked about my worries. Because—and I don’t care what anybody says—people about to be married do not want to hear it. Deciding to get married is just one of those things you do on your own. Heartache, on the other hand, is something you do with a friend, especially one who has a list of specific details about why that guy is a lout, starting with the time he cheated at Scrabble.

Perfect Time #2: Before the Margarita That You Drank in Order to Tell the Truth

It always seems like a good idea at the time: You slurp down a nice, strong, salt-rimmed drink to buck yourself up, and after that fortifying margarita (or three), you’re 97.82 percent more likely to respond truthfully and extravagantly to your long-time pal when she asks what you really think about her decision to move to China. You’re likely to bring up the time she got homesick in Florida over spring break. You’re likely to bring up the fact that she has no job there and is leaving a well-paying one behind in order to go to Szechuan cooking school. You might mention that she’s allergic to rice, and you might even do some lavish imitations of her trying to ride a bicycle.

In other words, you will tell too much truth, with too many repetitions of essentially the same story, in more and more hyperbolic terms. Worse, if she is also tipsy, she will have a similarly exaggerated response: She will cry, and you will sit there in La Mexicana on Route 17 imagining what would have happened if you both had just eaten at the Thai place that only serves tea with condensed milk, where, instead, you would have said, “Hmm…China? I know you’ve been looking for some kind of radical life change, but you could just go to L.A. It has a lot of Chinese cooking schools, cars you know how to drive—and beaches.”

Perfect Time #3: When You’ve Done the Same Thing, Only with Worse Results, and You Have Proof

This one applies to pants, haircuts, formal gowns and anything else about our external selves that we’re not supposed to care about, but we do. If you’re going to weigh in on these aspects of your friends’ choices, you need to come prepared with evidence from your own experience. (Models and superhumans can stop reading right now because you do not have the sufficient evidence. You might think you do—a patch of cellulite on your thigh, or pants that split up the butt, right on the runway—but that’s essentially a microscopic spot of mold on a slice of manna.)

For example, I have a friend who is hitting her mid 40s. She works very hard; she’s  single; she was feeling very dumpy. She hired a photographer to take some glamorous pictures of her. She was very excited about this, and I was very excited too. Sometimes something completely external can radically transform the internal.

The shoot took place on a Friday, and that night, my friend sent me the pictures. She asked me what I thought because she was going to put them up on her online dating profile; she was going to put them up on her fridge; she was going to send them out to family. And that is right when I had to send her an email that was not such a good idea: These photos did not bring out her best angles.

(Left unsaid: “You look dead in these pictures! You are green! And what is with the twitchy thing your lip keeps doing?”) I also told her that this happens to lots of people because taking pictures is hard. I know this because my husband is always trying to take pretty pictures of me so I will feel less dumpy, and this is what happened the last time he tried in Oregon.

Once you share a picture of yourself like this, the conversation quickly turns from what was wrong with your friend’s photo to “What is wrong with you? Why do you show this to people? And which Adderall-addicted grandma of yours sent you that hat?”
The same technique applies to jeans. I have a certain slinky, saddle-bag-enlarging, thigh-thickening, ankle-fattening pair that I wear over to my friend’s house when I must inform her that those pants she bought for $150 (and wore twice, so she can’t return them) are not her friend. “We all have pants that are not friends,” I say. “Look at me.”
When you really think about it, engaging in this kind of self-abasement to make your friend feel better is the real act of honesty. You’re being straight-up about yourself.

Cool Mona note: More inspiration from Leigh Newman later. Why don’t you share it with a friend?

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Really Beautiful And Interesting Quotes From Authors On Grief (Part 2)

I give grief a name like "frank" sat with me today.

I give grief a name like “frank” sat with me today.

It helps me to know about others’ grief. I see them making it and if not remaining totally upright, then getting upright some day. I appreciate the lack of Hallmark cards with all the butterflies and wings and angelic creatures.  I look for a comrade with whom to face the pain of grief. I am grateful that no one tells me to make lemonade out of lemons. If you missed Part 1, here it is: http://www.coolmona.com/?p=6829

“Grief can be a burden, but also an anchor. You get used to the weight, how it holds you in place.”
―     Sarah DessenThe Truth About Forever

“Grief is not as heavy as guilt, but it takes more away from you.”
―     Veronica RothInsurgent    

“But grief makes a monster out of us sometimes . . . and sometimes you say and do things to the people you love that you can’t forgive yourself for.”
―     Melina MarchettaOn the Jellicoe Road    

“And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure . . . And your friends will be properly astonished to see you laughing as you look up at the sky! Then you will say to them, ‘Yes, the stars always make me laugh!’ And they will think you are crazy. It will be a very shabby trick that I shall have played on you…”
―     Antoine de Saint-ExupéryThe Little Prince    

Cool Mona note: If you think you’re alone in your grief, you’re wrong. You got mehttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6j4TGqVl5g


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A Cool Mona Book Review: The Last Days Of California

The Last Days Of California by Mary Miller. Published 2014, a New York Times Editor’s Choice. The story is told by 15 year old Jess as she accompanies her parents and teen sister across the country. The evangelical group drives from Alabama (they hate the song Sweet Home Alabama) to California as they have about 9 days before the end of the world. Her dad wants to watch the rapture begin on the east coast from the comfort (and possible safety) of his hotel room on the west coast.

Dressed in black $20 “King Jesus Returns” t-shirts, they trek across an endlessly interchangeable American landscape – strip malls, motels and highways. Their father asks that his daughters distribute religious tracts at their stops, but the girls are much more interested in the vending machine contents.

Miller’s debut novel addresses the fervent religious of the Christian right, the faithless, the sinning church leaders who always disappoint. Her lead character, Jess, toddles between “will the world end?” to “will I ever fall in love?” It’s a fresh read with razor-sharp wit and charm as Miller captures the gnawing uneasiness and escalating self-doubt of teen-age life in America. An entertaining read, quirky characters and I award it 4 margaritas in the Cool Mona rating system.

Cool Mona note: The 2014 Pulitzer for Fiction was announced on 4.14.14. Read my review of The Goldfinch, written January 2014.  http://www.coolmona.com/?p=6335


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The Joy Diet. Feast On Your Life!

celebrate self

celebrate self

I quote from The Joy Diet, a moving and inspirational book by Martha Beck.

Most people who go on the Joy Diet find they’ve already been feasting, but not as often as they could, and not nearly as consciously. Others discover that the life they’ve been waiting to live was right under their noses all along, that they’ve been starving while sitting at a banquet table loaded with delicacies. Derek Walcott’s poem “Love After Love” describes this moment perfectly:

The time will come

when, with elation,

you will greet yourself arriving

at your own door, in your own mirror,

and each will smile at the other’s welcome,

and say, sit here, Eat.

You will love again the stranger who was your self.

Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart

to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you have ignored for another,

who knows you by heart…

Sit. Feast on your life.    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pb1XXs7e7ac

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Live Imperfectly With Great Delight

my friends who make me giggle

my friends who make me giggle

dear friends, live imperfectly with great delight. life is short. love, cool mona

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Cool Mona Community: Monica From Florida

cabbie of panama city taking it easy

cabbie of panama city taking it easy

Dear Mona:

Hello from Cabbie and me in Panama City, Florida! I love that people share photos of their animals and I wanted to join in the fun. I found Cabbie by a restaurant one evening and brought her home in a cab, and that is how she got her name.

I am an R.N. at a local medical center and really enjoy my work. But I realize that many times our past, our current challenges, our feelings of hopelessness impact out ability to get and remain physically well. So that’s why I am writing to say thanks for YOUR inspirational work.

Keep it up!

Monica and Cabbie






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Really Beautiful And Interesting Quotes From Authors On Grief

you'll be surprised who will walk through it with you

you’ll be surprised who will walk through it with you

It helps me to know about others’ grief. I see them making it and if not remaining totally upright, then getting upright some day. I appreciate the lack of Hallmark cards with all the butterflies and wings and angelic creatures.  I look for a comrade with whom to face the pain of grief. I am grateful that no one tells me to make lemonade out of lemons.

“Grief does not change you, Hazel. It reveals you.”
―     John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars

“The pleasure of remembering had been taken from me, because there was no longer anyone to remember with. It felt like losing your co-rememberer meant losing the memory itself, as if the things we’d done were less real and important than they had been hours before.”
―     John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars    

“In times of grief and sorrow I will hold you and rock you  and take your grief and make it my own. When you cry  I cry  and when you hurt  I hurt. And together we will try to hold back the floods to tears and despair and make it through the potholed street of life”
―     Nicholas SparksThe Notebook    

“You will lose someone you can’t live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.”
―     Anne Lamott

“No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear.”
―     C.S. LewisA Grief Observed    

“The worst type of crying wasn’t the kind everyone could see–the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life.”
―     Katie McGarryPushing the Limits    

Cool Mona note: The review I did on The Fault In Our Stars: http://www.coolmona.com/?p=5408

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A Cool Mona Book Review: The Ministry Of Guidance Invites You To Not Stay: An American Family In Iran

The Ministry Of Guidance Invites You To Not Stay: An American Family In Iran by Hooman Majd. Published 2013. New York Times Editor’s Choice, January 2014. A true story about an Iranian American journalist (NBC), his American wife and infant son who decide to live a year in Tehran. It was the author’s hope that his wife would see and appreciate the beautiful culture Majd remembered and spoke of.

But these were not typical Iranian lives they were living. Majd was the son of a diplomat under the shah and the grandson of an ayatollah. What the author gives us is an incredible and unusual insight into a country that has been the United States’ most intractable nemesis. During a tumultuous year in Iranian politics and against his family and friends’ counsel, he brought his family to Iran. This was to be a sabbatical year, no reporting, no interviewing, no writing.

His journey actually began about a week prior to moving his family. This was a work trip for NBC and as he had done numerous times, he came through customs at the Tehran Imam Khomeini International Airport (IKA). His American crew breezed through but Majd was detained for the first time. And so a year of Iranian life began – dark government phone calls with “suggestions” on what would make an easier visit, command meetings, head butting with the modesty patrol, visits with his friend who tells of his stay in the notorious Evin prison. But some parts of Iranian life are gentler if equally surprising. Everywhere they go, people want to lovingly touch their baby. He is blessed by street vendors, sung to by strangers in the park.

The author was born in Iran, educated in Britain and the United States and authored the bestseller The Ayatollah Begs To Differ. Majd’s style of prose is elegant and witty. It’s a book that goes deep into the history, politics and culture of the Iranian security state and I give it 5 Margaritas in the Cool Mona rating system.


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