1. The Journey Begins…

May 05, 2015

1. The Journey Begins…


1. Memory: Is there an early memory that has shaped your life journey?

2. Encouragement: Could it be that you might encourage a child with a “good word” that they may remember for the rest of their life?

3. Life begins? Is it reasonable to assume that life actually begins when the egg is fertilized? Let us try to set aside any political implications and focus on the issue of life itself. I know it’s hard to do but please try! I’d love to get your input.


  1. Astrea Says: September 14, 2015 3:49 pm

    1.I have early memories and they shaped me. Not so happy memories… But they made who I am now.
    2. I feel I am able to encourage children but most ly I encourage people I work with. I work in a day hospital. Today i gave a little candy to one of the pacients and I guess it helped. cause she could see i’d care for her.
    3. Yes, life begins when the egg is fertalized. Not everylife can make it, but that is beyond our understandin. It is a destiny to face.
    Thanks for being ther, both of you and all who are envolved.

  2. Jean Sozio Says: October 21, 2015 11:24 pm

    1. My fondest childhood memory is of my father and I in church when I was 5 or so. He always sat in the front pew where there was no kneeler – I would sit on the floor in front of him with my coloring book and crayons (I still love crayons). I would look up at him and he would smile back at me – he was so proud – he was 56 when I was born! I loved being with him. He would walk me home from the babysitter and walk me downtown to the ice cream shop. I loved going for walks with him and listening to the stones on the sidewalk crunch beneath his feet. When I was 6 he suddenly passed away and my immediate thought was to our time in church and I said in my broken heart, “Jesus, you need to be my father now”. He has never failed me.
    2. I encourage by listening – my life mantra is the poem “Desiderata”.
    3. I learned through infertility that while man can manipulate life, only God can create life.
    Bless you

  3. Bluefish62 Says: December 30, 2015 11:11 am

    1. I have few childhood memories. At least good ones. Most were not so good. I was the fourth of four girls and we had two younger brothers as well. My father was a Colonel in the military and a surgeon. I always wanted his attention, but rarely received this, unless it was through a negative means. My Mom suffered with depression and substance abuse and my father was physically abusive to her on one occasion that is seared into my mind. My father bloodied (broke) her nose.Very scary for a third grader as he locked us out of the house while this was going on. My mother was rarely available for us emotionally during these years. She just checked out. Now, she is my best friend and I’m blessed to have her. This has taken years and a great deal of forgiveness on my part.
    I do have good memories, they just seem overcome by the bad ones! I remember cleaning fresh caught fish with my father and him teaching me how to do this. I felt loved at those times in nature with my father. He also taught me how to make gravy while in high-school, as he was the one who loved to cook in our family. I miss him very much. He died 9 months after my father in 1999.
    2. I’ve raised four sons on my own since age 36. They were 4-12 when their father, my husband, died of cancer at the age of 45. (3/9/99) I’ve strive to speak positive with my children and with any person I meet or come in contact with. I never want them to feel unloved, unwanted, or stupid; as I sometimes (oftentimes) felt as a child. Now, being an Empath (&emotional healer) believe me, there are many (even total strangers) who flock to me for words of encouragement, advice, or just to feel at peace. It’s a blessing and a curse at the same time. I make it a point to speak positively to children, of course. It can mean everything to them and be something they remember forever!
    3. Yes I believe life begins at fertilization. I’m very scientific and logically minded. I believe every person understands this, they just choose not to for reasons of their own. No one is here to judge, especially not me! As I’ve had a spiritual awakening this past year, I now have to believe that life began BEFORE the egg was fertilized. In the energy of God and the universe being one, so to speak. I’m Christian, but have greatly widened my beliefs in several spiritual issues this past year. Still growing though and seeking the truth, always.

  4. Sally Says: January 11, 2016 2:07 pm

    Each day a new memory from my childhood surfaces. And each time it does I realize it has shaped my life in some way, whether simply, like my Mum teaching me how to smell a rockmelon to tell if it’s ripe, to more complex ones, that often remain hidden and shape my responses to life. These are ones that I swim around in the salty familiar ocean with, and hope to leave behind as I turn my own U curve to push my way upstream.

    Every time I encounter a child, I want to reach out and touch them in some way, whether by playing hide and sneak behind my purse, simply smiling widely or complimenting them on something about themselves. It brings more joy that I should probably admit just to know I have brought a smile to their lips and a lift to their day.

    I believe life begins when the child is born, but yet, is the egg not a living growing entity? Yes, it is, and as it develops within the mother’s womb, I am sure the genetic traits are being transferred hence helping to shape the person. As someone who, as a young girl made the choice to abort a child, unknowing and naïve, I am pained by the thought, particularly now having no children of my own. If only we, as young teenagers in a harsh and self fulfilling world, could see these things as we do when we become adults.

  5. Geni White, RN, MS (retired) Says: February 2, 2016 3:01 pm

    My earliest memories are quite detailed because I decided as a four year old to work on remembering my past. Some memories are not good, some are, and I am thankful for all of them. I’ve learned that even the difficult ones can be redeemed–used for a purpose.

    At my age (nearly eighty) I’m not often involved with children, (we have no grandkids), but I teach a group of younger women, a joyful time.

    As a retired Emergency RN,I remember years ago, holding in my hand a five-month old who left the womb way months too early and at the mother’s tearful request, I baptized that child. He was clearly a child, not a ‘thing’ or bland bunch of cells. Yes, life begins at conception, as designed by a Holy God.

  6. Carol Ritchie Says: February 8, 2016 3:51 pm

    1. I recall a fond memory of my mom dad and sister singing a song together. The song was I’m leaving on a jet plane. I recall everyone being so happy and enjoying the gift of song. Then I remember a large moving van, it was the Mayflower company, no kidding! This van moved us from Wisconsin to Michigan. It seems like the journey took about 1 minute. Like going around the corner and there we were to our new home. I am pretty sure this was because I fell asleep. And when I woke up there we were. From then on I knew that traveling and going on adventures would be a big part of my life.

    2. I remember vividly times in my life where there was a lot of discouragement from people who didn’t realize that their words and actions were cruel. Or maybe they did. So when I receive words of encouragement and love from friends and neighbors, I knew this was the path to follow. This has shaped me into the person that I am today.

    3. I truly believe that the miracle of life starts at fertilization. God’s perfect miracle. I do not have children however I am the mother my beloved dogs. I also feel like an auntie to many people and children. Graham, when you wrote about your childhood years, and the fact that you were away from your parents while they were tending to the war. I can only imagine how scared you must have been. And the fact that someone cared enough about you to show you how to tie your shoes and fold your clothes made a profound impression. It was like a gift to let you know that everything is going to be ok. You have the power to take care of yourself.

  7. Lynn Says: February 11, 2016 11:03 pm

    1. Memory: Somewhere in my subconscious this memory must exist. However, knowing “about” these beginnings has helped shape me as one who will fight to continue to swim “upstream”, choosing life through obstacles along the way. I was born in 1943, the second born of twins and born at 6 months. There was not the technology then to know of a baby in utero in crisis. As I was the one fighting for my life, the premature birth occurred. The doctors said I would not survive yet set about giving me what ended up being 4 complete blood transfusions and injections of Vitamin K. My twin brother was spared extraordinary means (outside of our being in incubators for 2 months). God’s will prevailed. I was also baptized by the doctor who delivered me, a practice believed by those of the Catholic faith for a baby in danger of dying. I believe that was my human moment when God’s Holy Spirit leapt into my being with His spiritual Presence for I have never been unaware of His being with me.

    2. Encouragement: I am an encourager to the “max” and I love encouraging children as to their value and gifts that I perceive them to have. And “all God’s children”, no matter their age need words of encouragement to keep them buoyed up for the journey which can be a struggle much of the time. One word can change a person’s life forever. One word can change a person’s day for the better. Even one smile ( gestures of unspoken words) can change a person’s day.

    3. Life: I believe life begins in the heart of God – each of us a desire of His with a purpose only we can live out. He knew exactly when conception would begin, and then birth occur. Our journey of life beyond the womb holds the days which He has recorded and ordained from way back before time and in the heart of His Love. Yes, there are miscarriages and some conceptions do not come to term. These are also known best to God although we humanly grieve the losses. All loses ( these and others) still birth something in us that can draw us closer to God if we choose to let that happen.

  8. Ruth Peterson Says: March 30, 2016 8:25 am

    I don’t remember much about early life, but old pictures help with some memories. The one thing that has been with me forever is one line from a song I learned in Sunday School (Congregational Church). It was something about big chicks over the fence, little chicks through the cracks. I don’t have a clue what it was about, but it made an impression on me. Probably because we had about a half dozen little chicks I was learning how to raise.

    I think this book is going to be an “eye opener” for me.

  9. Kerryn Says: April 2, 2016 11:36 am

    1. Memory: I have many early memories, but I guess I have 2 main ones that have shaped my life journey. I was the eldest child with 2 younger brothers & I’d often read to them, teach them things & look after them. Very early on I decided I wanted to be a teacher of young children. It was a passion all my life & a joyful career shaped by my childhood. I also remember wonderful family camping holidays. All 5 of us cramped into a tiny Mini to travel to our destination to live simply & at one with nature. Special times! When I had a family it was a tradition that I wanted to continue & did with our 3 sons. What a joy to go camping… something they continue today.
    2. Encouragement: I was constantly encouraged as a child, being the eldest child & grandchild. Interestingly I married an encourager! I also went into the career of teaching & then specialized by teaching children with disabilities. So encouraging children was my career…. literally. Like any normal human being I had my “off days” when I was grouchy, but I hope & pray that each child knew that they were loved, treasured & incredibly special.
    3. Life begins: As a Christian I believe that life began at Creation. So my life began before I was conceived. There’s something truly special in that. Having birthed 2 premature babies, with my 2 eldest sons, I’m thankful for technology that assisted them. Conception makes them immediately become your child. What a God-given gift!

  10. Dedra Says: May 25, 2016 4:53 pm

    1. The memory of learning to tie my shoe took me back to listening carefully to my mother…striving to comprehend and follow her instructions to receive her approval. I remember the moment it all came together and what a great feeling it was to accomplish such a small task. She was pleased (probably relieved).
    2. I try to speak to children in a way that their memory might be sweet.
    3. I leave the notion of when life begins to God but He did say He knew me in my mother’s womb however, I wasn’t able to conceive. I’m still working on the notion that God knows me and loves me. The extent of His love is beyond my comprehension.

  11. Barbara Says: June 20, 2016 1:14 pm

    My memory is very limited. I don’t remember things, prior to about age 7, except for very isolated things and I am not sure I remember them or remember being told about them or from photos. When I was nearly 6 years old, I had scarlet fever – it was very severe back then before sulfa drugs etc. and I was kept at home because the doctor said they could no no more for me at the hospital that couldn’t be done at home. I had a 24 hour live in nurse and the doctor visited 3 time a day. I had two younger brothers – 3 and 5 years apart and the younger was walking and I couldn’t remember them. they lived wit my grandparents because I was in isolation. I remember the day that sign came off the house – my mother showed it to me. It must have been nearly a year that I spent in bed. One night the nurse rocked me back and forth all night to keep me breathing. I don’t remember that nor do I know if I ever went to school for my first grade but I must have because I contracted whooping cough and that caused the double pneumonia, I suffered.

    I don’t know whether to blame that dreadful year on they way I felt for many years and never mentioned it because I thought I was finally like everyone else so had no need to say anything. Looking back, I can put a name to it – I felt as though I was just floating from one day to the next. I did what was expected of me and was a good kid.:} The only times I got into trouble was when my city cousin visited. Being brought up on an isolated dairy farm, I had the cows, horses,, dos and cats to take up my time and had contact with the outside world at school and church. I was mostly alone because I wasn’t in to playing trucks with my younger brothers.:}
    I used to take walks in the woods and go blueberrying around the farm.

    At age 8, I joined the 4-H sewing club. The first year we sewed “samples” meaning a small piece of fabric about 4″x6″ and we turned one side under and then sewed – one sample for basting, another for hemming, another for overcasting, an other for the worked button hole , etc. After that we made aprons. Every stitch by hand and if it didn’t match or was too small or too large, it had to taken out and done properly – that also required threading the needle again,.! We took them to the Fair and I won a blue ribbon with mine. I was in the Sewing Club for 5 years and then switched to Dairy Club and showed my Guernsey cows. There were no blue ribbons there but I had a wonderful time. Our club used to take overnight judging trips around the area and I was seeing the outside world!!!

    Dairy farmers get no vacations – those cows want to eat twice a day and be milked twice a day so we never left for any over-nights. I astounded when I found out other people went “on vacation”, to me vacation just meant that we didn’t go to school and my teacher mother had that time off. I was about in Jr High then.:} Another experience I never had was Halloween. Halloween to me was Pumpkins and coloring pictures of them and witches hats to decorate our classroom. And we closed that day wit a party. My mother used to make molasses cookies cut in different shapes. Thick or Treat was not in my vocabulary. I think it was the first semester Halloween at college that I heard about that when some of the girls knocked on our dorm door and said trick or treat.:}
    My High School graduation was coming up and all the girls wore white dresses on Class Day. My mother – who was brought up in the big CITY – took me to Boston to look for a dress. That was quite an experience.
    THe basketball teams were going to Boston to watch a Celtics game. We went to Quincy and took the subway into the city – that was my first subway ride. WE had to change cars and people were pushing an d shoving to get on the train and I was shuffled back. As I stepped onto the train, I felt the door sliding across my back. If I were the fainting type I would have fainted right then!! I thought – what if that door had closed in my face and I was left behind. I had no idea of where I was nor where I was going – only at the Boston Garden to see the Celtics. I still cringe thinking about that.

    I will be 85 soon and am still playing catch-up with my life.:} I taught school, married and had two children. They seemed to get more of “life” than I did – I went out of my way to get introduced to more things than I had.

  12. Betty Herrell Says: August 2, 2016 11:29 pm

    My first and second memory of my childhood is that of coming home at lunch (living in France at the time) and cooking on a kerosene stove beside my mom’s bed. She was under doctor’s orders to be at complete bed rest due due to a complicated pregnancy. I can remember caring for her and doing what I could to cheer her up when she felt so isolated from the world. At 84, I have returned to that role as her fulltime caregiver. I think my childhood prepared me for this special time with her now. My second memory is of walking to the bakery and having to pass an aggressive dog each morning. To this day,I am still afraid of dogs. I have found that treating children with care and dignity is very important to me. I always wanted to be a guidance counselor but I took a very different path. At this stage in my life, I serve more as a grief counselor from life experiences. I have a lot of empathy for senior citizens. I do believe life begins at conception. Thank you for having this place to reflect.

  13. Rhonda Says: August 5, 2016 10:08 pm

    1. Memory: Is there an early memory that has shaped your life journey? One of my earliest memories is the first summer my brothers and I spend at my grandparents dairy farm. I was 4 years old and given the chore of waking at 4:30 am every morning to feed the cafes. Sometimes the cafes would suck the bottle right out of my hands. I loved caring for and being with the animals. At that time I also learned what an electric fence was. It startled me when I touched it, but it didn’t hurt. To this day I am a morning person, I get up at 4:30 am everyday and I love being with animals. I was very shy when I was young and animals seemed to be OK with that unlike some of the people in my life.

    2. Encouragement: Could it be that you might encourage a child with a “good word” that they may remember for the rest of their life? I used to tell my daughter that I loved her because she is. I would also, verbally point out the qualities that made her and other children that crossed my path special in my eyes.

    3. Life begins? Is it reasonable to assume that life actually begins when the egg is fertilized? I believe life begins with fertilization. I was taught that when I was young and nothing ever changed that view.

  14. Donna Reagan Says: August 20, 2016 1:02 pm

    1. Earliest memories revolve around my mother telling me stories and teaching me little songs before I was 2 years old.
    2. Today I work in a library where I tell stories and teach songs to children birth and up!
    3. I believe that life begins at fertilization but that a person becomes a living soul when they take their first breath. (God breathed into Adam and he became a living soul–Genesis)

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