Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did. So, throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.
Have you ever seen one of those news reports of a woman who has been arrested after living "underground" for 25 years? You know the story, she was involved in some bank robbery or something when she was in college and elluded capture--and then they discover she's been living as a professor's wife in Connecticut for the past two decades living an exemplary life aiding the homeless and protecting battered women or some such thing. Every wonder what happened and how she did that? Well, apparently so did Diane Chamberlain.
In her book The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes Chamberlain takes this premise and runs with it. And boy does she run. She takes the character of CeeCee and infuses her with so much compassion that you begin to see how something like this could actually happen.
CeeCee is a sixteen year old girl who has bascially been raising herself since she was 12. When she meets a college student named Tim Gleason she is quickly seduced by the thought of someone loving her and caring for her. Sadly, Gleason's only real interest in her is for his own means, and when she finds herself going underground and on the run with a newborn infant that is suddenly thrust upon her she makes the most of a terrifying situation and turns her life around.
Years later when the past comes back to haunt her she has to make the decision of whether to let the past alone and the chips fall where they may, or to stand up and do the right thing but in so doing destroy the life and the family she has worked so hard to create.
All along as you read this book you ask yourself what you would have done. It's hard for me to remember being 16; the way I thought and felt at that age. But I do know I wasn't capable of dealing with a situation like CeeCee did. It's a terrific book. I believe Chamberlain put a lot of herself into the character of CeeCee, which makes her all the more believable.
Most of Chamberlain's books deal with families and the situations that surround them. This was the second book of her I've read, and I have to admit, I'm looking forward to reading the rest.
I just received my Great Aunt Charlotte's obituary today and want to post it here so I have it. She was a remarkable woman, who had a remarkably wonderful life.
Charlotte I. (Mrs. Leonard) Peterson, age 98, of Faribault, died on May 19, 2010 at her home.
A celebration of Charlotte’s life will be held at The Church in the Maples United Methodist Church, Norwood, on June 5, 2010 at 2:00 p.m. with the Reverend Roger Grafenstein, officiating. Interment will be held be held in Hanley Falls, MN.
Charlotte Irene, the daughter of Jeremiah and Bertina (Svennungson) Smith, was born at her home on March 13, 1912 in Hanley Falls, MN. She married Leonard H. (Pete) Peterson on August 25, 1940 at the Little Brown Church In The Vale, Nashua, IA. He preceded her in death on August 11, 1983. She began teaching in 1933 in the Lyon County one room school near Marshall. She taught in schools in Hanley Falls, Washington Lake, Bongards, and Norwood.
Charlotte loved God, family, friends, children, nature, traveling, and simple pleasures. She liked to study philosophy, religions, history and genealogy. Her interests included playing bridge, stamp collecting, writing, and thoughtful discussions. She was an avid reader, a great cook and a deep thinker. She enjoyed family reunions, the North Shore, the Minnesota Twins, going Up North, fishing, and coffee. She had a wonderful sense of humor and wit. Education, kindness, generosity, gratitude, and having an open mind were important to her and most of all love – living it and expressing it. She touched the lives of hundreds and will be deeply missed.
She is survived by two daughters, Charmaine (and Tadashige) Saruwatari of Bloomington, IL and Diane (and Don) Ites of Faribault; and five grandchildren, Simon (Jenny), Leo, and Tim Saruwatari, and Brian and Heather Ites.
She was preceded in death by her parents; her husband, Leonard; five brothers, Rollin, Myron, Hiram, Byron and William Smith; and a sister in infancy.
I've been wishing there was some way I could get my mojo back on my diet. That something would help me get back into the groove, as it were, and have not had any luck. Until last week.
Last week I sliced open my tongue, and talk about pain. It's healing alright, but it is so painful I can't believe it. Talking, drinking, singing .... it all hurts, but nothing like eating. Eating anything takes forever, and hurts so much that I am not doing too much of it this past week.
I wanted help to lose weight, but this wasn't exactly what I had in mind. So as I said, be careful what you wish for. Doesn't always come in the way you think!
When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies? To surrender dreams--this may be madness; to seek treasure where there is only trash. Too much sanity may be madness! But maddest of all--to see life as it is and not as it should be.
I have been married for over 27 years to my husband Stan. We have two sons, AJ (26) and Kevin (24). We have two crazy dogs named Jasper and Riley. I love my life, my family and have a strong faith that directs me.
Feel free to comment on my postings and let me know how you feel. I always like making new friends!