The Dead People Say Thank You

Today was the first time in many years we did not go camping on the Memorial day weekend in the beautiful Rocky Mountains. There was a young woman, whom is a regular in our camping group and she was graduating High School! So we stayed home this year to celebrate with her and her family.

This opened up the opportunity for me and my husband to have BBQ lunch at my 88 year old mother's place today. She lives in a community for the retired. It was just Luke, I and my mother and it was a superb lunch. Everything you would want to eat on a beginning of summer holiday.

After the lunch we asked mom if she wanted to go to Fort Logan National Cemetery and put flowers on her husbands grave. My father passed away 37 years ago. My mother has lived a long time without him. She said yes, even though she is blind now. 

We drove to the alley of our house and picked some flowers from a large flowering bush. Then we drove out. I've never gone to Fort Logan on a holiday, and it was packed. But we got in and out easy. My mother did not walk to his grave as it's very hard for her to walk. She can't see it anyway, but she felt complete after we had placed the flowers. To her it's something important that she did on her own for many years. 

I took a bunch of pictures. I loaded them into the pc and I was surprised! I think all the dead people have something to tell us today. I have not photo shopped these pictures. I was going to, but I saw the glow. I saw the aura above the tombstones. Well you tell me, what do you think? Are these tombstones glowing on the top? I'd say they were really happy so many people came to visit them. They love Memorial day.They love visitors!

My Fast and Slow Startup

In the startup world fast seems to be the name of the game for the winner. The one who makes their startup successful did it fast! All of us startup builders have this worry that someone is going to beat us to the finish line. So we have to hurry in what we build.

Yep, some unknown company has been building the exact same thing as us and they just happen to have a bit more luck and cash and that's it, we are toast! It's like Shakephears Much Ado About Nothing. We make a fuss about our progress because investors, accelerators and others do. It doesn't occur to any of them that we are making progress. We want the startup cupid to deliver! We want love splashing all over us. We want to show those who believed in us that we are in love. We are potential successful's!

Since we feel so strongly that our product or service is prime, we don't want anyone stealing that from us. Ugg, gulp, keep building super fast we do.

To me fastness made me hurry and sometimes make reckless choices. I've learned it's not fast that breeds success. It's either bailing early if the idea is bunk or staying the coarse, which is usually slow.

With Passdown it started out FAST. I hardly had the idea out of my head and I was sucked into publicly speaking about it. People were amazed with joy and made comments like "wow, I never thought of that". I was on some super fast roller coaster, and that ended in two minutes.

For many months since the start, it's been a slow startup. So slow that I wondered often, is this something I should build? I've gone to every dark tunnel of this startup. I found all the dead ends. Then I stood there and reminded myself that I'm only going to the next milestone. If I cannot take it to the next milestone than this startup is dead. I'll kill it and move on. I will not waste time on something people do not want.

The last few days has been great for my startup. Not publicly, but building wise. My brain finally found the answers to many problems that my startup faces. It unleashed all these answers to me in a pleasant, 'here you go' I shake my head in disbelief. All this time I have struggled with one big issue and now the answer comes. Simple it seems, but it's was the barrier I was facing, if I couldn't get over it, then this startup was to be buried. Now it has more life in it. Like a game, I hit that pinball point I needed to get an extra ball. 

I can keep playing this startup ~ 

Keep going down the slow road and you

will find your way out of the dead ends.

The investors and people will be

Much Ado About Something ~

Your Thing

Trove: Worth The Whirl

I get a ton of marketing companies wanting me to sign up with them. Follow them, try them out. I usually give it a look, and decide, if it's what my company needs at the time. Sometimes I go a bit further and sign up for something just to see what they are doing. I want to understand it more and signing up is the only way to do it. 

Recently TROVE sent me a little invite through Twitter. My first thought was,"ahh another marketing company" Here is what they tweeted:

This is the first time I have ever heard of Trove, and I had no idea what a Smartpick feature was. Here is my reply:

They replied:

Little does Trove know, that I actually love the word whirl. Isn't it a wonderful word? It makes me feel like I'm effortlessly dancing on air. My body is gracefully floating with the gentleness of the wind. Every single problem is vanished. It's just pure happiness, and that is what I found when I indeed, gave Trove a whirl.

I had no idea what it was all about. So I signed in with my Twitter account, because that's easy. Started looking around and then clicking,creating, or curating my Troves. 

Now for me wanting to spend anytime on a software program, to see if it will be useful to me, the program has to flow easy in my brain. When I click something it has to make sense to where it leads or what the result is. It has to take less time to figure out than opening a physical package. 

So far I have spent about ten minutes on Trove and I am in LOVE! These intelligent designers created an easy to learn and use, with smart content, news sharing program. For me it couldn't have come at a better time, as I've been dating and breaking up with frustrating news feeds for months now. 

Ohhh I'm looking forward to a very long love affair with Trove. If you are missing this kind of love in your life, well, give Trove a whirl. I'm positive they have enough love to go around.

Our Desire For Sawyer Fredericks

I didn't see every episode of this season's The Voice. I hadn't seen this young man Sawyer or the unique Josh, until after the knockout rounds. In fact the first time I saw Josh was when he was instantly saved. 

Truly it was an exciting season and there were so many great voices, I was sad when some of the ones I liked got the cut. The last four were all exceptional and I think Koryyn has a very special gift that we will hear for years to come and I am certain Meghan is going to be blessing us many times over.

Of course I wanted Sawyer to win, as so did many of you. He has something we all desire, and it's not his voice, even though we love it. As Adam had said to him after his last performance that "He hopes he never loses his purity" It is not only his purity we all desired, but all the other qualities that shine through his soul. 

Sawyer has this everlasting smile. As he stands there on stage listening to the comments from the judges, it's not just his purity we see. It's kindness,gentleness,honesty,innocence,happiness, sweetness all wrapped up in humbleness. You just want to hug him, because he embodies so many awesome qualities. 

All these qualities that Sawyer Frederick's seemingly lets shine through to us with ease, is what we want. Then you add the cherry on top his voice,singing ability,and musicianship, and that's what makes a superstar, or at least a human being that mankind could use more of. Even ourselves, we'd like to embody a few more of Sawyers qualities as surly ours are worn down and do not have that kind of shine anymore.

Congratulations to Sawyer and his coach Pharrell!

An Entrepreneurs Life Pause

I have been in a dark place for a long time. Some people say I'm negative. True, as I am a reflection of my mother, a known negative person. 

Do I want to be negative? HECK NO. Do I think I'm negative? Not often. When I'm smiling in life I feel totally positive. But yes the last three years have been super hard on my psyche. I'd say only a few people in the world can handle these life circumstances to the better. I, not at all. 

Almost super ripped physically. (for an older woman this is pure joy) My body was at an all time high of sweetness and then an injury, or more like an evil life ending cruelty crept into my right foot. Then it spread into my soul. : - /

Trapped I Am

I kept buying new running shoes, as surly shoes must not last longer than three months. I could not figure out what was the problem with my foot. It hurt on and off and then one day it hurt all the time from then on. This was the beginning of my downfall as an athlete, as a woman, and as an entrepreneur. This foot problem would lead to my destruction. It would lead to my total dispare, my hopelessness, my desire to jump. 

During my battle with my foot, so many things happened. I had to make the decision to close down my startup DigiThin. Start a new startup. Quit the job I loved, as standing for twelve hours would not work as only one hour was all I could do. I had to give up running, hiking, being a free able bodied person to do anything in life that included my body working. 

My Struggle

I had never had a job of sitting. I always had jobs that I moved in. What would I do for a living? Startup life was still not at the stage of paying or doing full time. Ugg, swirling in my brain, my life was spinning out of control and six deaths in a one year period of friends or family members happened upon my personal struggle. All but one, cruel tragic deaths of young people snuffed out. The self centered sorrow of myself was extra pounding upon me. They died and my death was looking really GOOD to me.  

I don't want to be no cripple. I don't want a failed startup. I don't want to be a bad mother or wife. I don't want any of that, but that's what I got. That's what I live. Misery of life encapsulated me, like a easy pill on the beside table.

Sucked into misery of an evil that I can't seem to escape has been my life these last three years. I keep looking for the sunrise of bright hope. For the day I turn away from all this sorrow and struggle, and surge into what God wants me to do. I keep searching for my happy day. For now I'm in a life pause. 

Yeah, I do have the capability to build a startup to success. I know that. But all appearances of who I am would lead others to believe I'm some crazy woman. Some crazy sloth to be forgot. I can't stand that part of me. But that's the part that gives me visions of things others cannot see. It's my gift, and curse I suppose. 

Clouds Are Rarely Like This: Shredded Cotton Balls

As much as I hate to live through these episodes of insane life, I know my Lord Jesus Christ walks we me, as he guides me in this maze of pure torture. I will walk the path crippled, I will do what the creator wants. I will do as he says, to bless humanity. I will build what HE wants. ~

And The Day Of Beautiful Sky Ended With This

To all the people who have passed this year. I'm still smiling because we knew each other, I'm still thinking about what you left on the lives of others. I'm still adding you into the build. 

•  My bother Mark:Age 53. Found decomposed in his apartment - death undetermined
• Granddad: Old age - I feel good about this death.
• Rob: brother in law. Age 36, quick and swift cancer. Super Sad. A father to one and husband to a beautiful wife, my sister Sara.
• Jason: Christian brother. Age 41, drunk driver hit his car, instant death. Super, super sad. A father of three, a husband to one loving wife. A lover of the Lord.
• Audi: My cousin. An only child to my Aunt Dorthy. Early onset Alzheimer's. His funeral, many expressed the sorrow"This is too bad, he is a good person" My Aunt, his mother, Dorothy was there, but she went instantly blind 15 months earlier. She could not see him in his last days. It was a twofold sorrow for me.
• Jackie: A childhood friend. I ran into her in adult life. We talked and smiled. She was murdered and dismembered. 

All these deaths in a one year period.