April 7, 2017 The Asset Queen

A heavenly tale from the trail

Step aside Gretta Garbo, check out my hubba hubba mommy!

Step aside Sophia Loren, check out my hubba hubba mommy!

I’ve taken a little leave of absence from blogging, till today, and for a darn good reason. My beautiful, kind, loving mommy Elaine Rosenthal passed away two weeks ago today, and I am greatly mourning her loss. “Technically” I lost her quite a few years ago, because the combination of mental illness and dementia slowly took her away. But the finality of knowing “she ain’t ever comin’ back” may be what’s making it so tough. That coupled with the fact that I still have to visit my dad in the same nursing home that she died in.:( You can learn more about my Oys and Joys of parent caregiving if you watch this fantastic video here.

If you recently lost a loved one, are one of 44 million of my fellow Americans caring for a loved one, or you just need a motivational kick in the assets, I’m always here to help you deal with the curveballs that life will throw. Most of the time I write and share fun and simple asset-moving tips, crap-cutting quips, healthy, quick and inexpensive recipes, and light-hearted stories from fellow asset queens and kings that I meet on a daily basis. In my blog series “Tales From the Trail” I share some incredible stories about the “dazzling creatures” that I’ve embarked upon whilst trysting on the Seminole Wekiva Trail, like Gloria, Dexter, and Betty.

Unlike the gazillions of my previous posts, this one is going to be a bit more thought provoking, a lot more personal, and you probably won’t be laughing your assets off as usual :0. It is my latest “Tale from the Trail” and the inspiration came from an extremely rare encounter with a different type of “dazzling creature” that my 13 year-young NY nephew Adin and I met on March 27, the day mommy was laid to rest at Cape Canaveral National Cemetery.

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This “dazzling creature” was a little different than most of my trail-dwelling comrades; though there have been quite a few encounters with snakes and bats and rats, OH MY!  Adin and I were innocently trysting on the trail, skipping and whistling Dixie…well, actually we were discussing life and family. At the very instant that the two words “Grandma Elaine” came out of one of our mouths, we were interrupted by the sound of three or four obnoxiously screeching falcons circling above us. Were they planning to eat Adin and me, or simply poop on us? Apparently, neither because they were busy harassing and teasing some “thing” of much greater importance…it was way up high, undaunted, and unintimidated, proudly perched in an old oak tree! OH MY STARS!…A bald eagle! I ain’t neva seen anything so bold, beautiful, and courageous in my entire 51ish years on this planet.

Adin and I were completely blown away because as I went to fetch my phone and snap a pic of this awesome sight, my phone opened itself to the camera roll, and even more randomly, to that gorgeous black and white picture of mommy that you see up above…I kid you not! Pause, pace, and absorb the profundity of this. Take a moment to discuss amongst yourselves and then regroup with me. You know me, lot’s of drama ensued but I was able to pull myself together enough to snap this remarkable picture. Meet, our new trail buddy, The Bald Eagle:

Bald eagle eyeing Adi and me...in a good way!

Bald eagle eyeing Adin and me…in a good way!

As sad and tough as it’s been to witness my mom become  frailer, fragiler, weaker, and slowly wither away on a daily basis for years without the ability to care for herself, Adin and I have no doubt that she was sending us a profoundly powerful message. She was literally kicking ass(ets) with her bright, yellow beak and simply brushing off those pesky falcons, announcing, “I am in control, protecting myself and guarding my family and I’m in a place where no one can mess with me!” Her message was loud and clear, and incidentally this was a female eagle! My sister-in-law Mackenzie loved my trail tale and suggested that I google what it means when an eagle appears, with the passing of a loved one. So I did! Check this out:

“When an eagle appears, you are on notice to be courageous and stretch your limits. Do not accept the status quo, but rather reach higher and become more than you believe you are capable of. Look at things from a new, higher perspective. Be patient with the present; know that the future holds possibilities that you may not yet be able to see. You are about to take flight. If an individual has been going through a hard time, eagle not only signals a new beginning, but provides that person with the stamina and resilience to endure the difficulties. If eagle has appeared, it bestows freedom and courage to look ahead.” You can read a lot more HERE

When a loved one passes, we all long for proof that he/she is in a more peaceful place, especially when there has been a long period of suffering preceding death. Maybe you think this is a load of crap and you don’t buy into the “it’s a sign from the divine” thing. And maybe you think I’m a little meshuga because I choose to believe that my deceased mom is trying to encourage my family and me to move on, be strong, and enjoy life to it’s fullest and discourage us from wallowing in guilt and sadness. Caring for my parents and watching them deteriorate for five years has evoked some horrendous emotions and reasonable questions, such as, “Why me?” and “Why do people have to suffer like this?” But, no more asking why because now I’m ready for a new beginning…

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The lesson I want to share is:

Cry when you must and push forward. Let your tears water the seeds of your future growth and happiness. There will always be challenges and obstacles and it does not matter which path you embark on; what matters is that you embark. And with each step you will become stronger, more skilled, more confident, more successful and more joyful. We are all capable of greatness and most of us don’t give ourselves the credit we deserve. Sometimes we all need a visit from our “Eagle Mommy” to remind us how freakin’ amazing we truly are and that the best is yet to come!

Oh, and by the way, my mommy always said that she’d rather move her assets than sit on them! HMM, ya think we might be related? Hopefully she’s found a fitness instructor as good as Gerri and me in heaven!

 

 

Love my AQ wisdom? You can read lots more in my book, Move Your Assets: From the Chair, Not the Bank! 

Bethanne Weiss B.S., is an Orlando based motivational speaker, author, and ACE-certified fitness and nutrition profession with 30 years of moving assets from chairs and changing lives. MoveYourAssets.com

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  • Joe Mig

    Wow Beth that is incredible. I could relate as my mom suffered from dementia and she had a stroke as well. Yes I was fortunate and I was able to help my mom along with my sister and her Aid to get through these difficult times. We were fortunate enough that Mom would have good days along with days that were not so good but she did not suffer.
    Thank you for sharing.

    • The Asset Queen

      Thanks Joe, yeah this is definitely a tough one…loosing your one and only mommy! 🙁 Thanks for sharing!!