And all the wonderful, Irreplaceable people in your life.
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Copyright November 2017.
Bottom image from Zedge.
Photo created by Paulette L Motzko, Copyright June 2017 PLM Studios.
Wednesday June 14th 2017 at
Here’s a note about the sparking American flag I used in the photo here….
It is one of my grandmother’s cherished pins she used to wear. She was my mother’s mother and singlehandedly raised her children on her own due to my grandfather James Hubert Hart dying of spinal meningitis when my mother was four years old.
Mom said the day that she finally realized that she was alive was the day she overheard someone talking about who is getting all the kids, and what houses they were all going to because Grandma couldn’t afford to take care of them all herself.
Grandma wasn’t afraid to take a man’s job in a time when it was was very unpopular for a woman to rivet airplanes -but she did.
There wasn’t anything that could stop my grandmother Ruby Hart.
She was proud to be an American citizen and so appreciative of everything that you ever did for her— just like my mother.
That’s why when she had Alzheimer’s disease-like my mother had, untiL she touched the face of God nearly a year ago I didn’t think anything of helping taking care of her.
I bought her big print Readers Digest books to encourage her to talk and keep her mind active…and they did.
She read one of them every day … so I bought more for her and she smiled as she read each story.
I found them at local libraries and we would talk about the stories in each story, which would inspire her to tell me about her life recalling memories of when she was younger.
I don’t have a digital image of Grandma-yet’ but I’ll create one for this story I didn’t know I was going to write, until writing the first sentence!
I know we have our trouble in America, but when you compare us to other countries- it’s pretty damn nice country anyway you look at it. We have precious freedoms another country can match.
I didn’t say God Bless America because I wanted everyone no matter who they were to be able to relate to the image and the meaning behind image.
I’m Christian so I’ll always say God Bless America, but as an empowered lady I would love to see all of us all over the world worry less about religion & culture and focus more about just treating each other kindly and know everyone has a right to believe what they feel strongly about.
As long as they are not hurting you or anyone then let him believe it if they find solace and peace through it.
Uniting as living, breathing people who have the power to good-is my dream for not only America but for the world.
Written by Paulette Le Pore Motzko
All images from Pinterest.
Written and Compiled by Paulette Le Pore Motzko.
If I wrote my entire name, complete with my middle name, confirmation name, maiden name and then married name it would look something like this….
Paulette Ann Therese Le Pore Motzko.
I was confirmed in 2001 after reading prayers of my Nanny’s and seeing a St. Therese chaplet advertised in the church bulletin.
I sent for it and began saying the 24 Glory Be To The Father prayers, (one for each of the 24 years she lived), asking her to carry my intention’s to the Throne of God like a bouquet of sweet roses. Roses started appearing in places where no roses grew and always when I asked for something, or the prayer would be answered.
That’s when I wanted to become confirmed, adding Therese to my name as a testimony to her influence in my life, which was very late for any Catholic. I never cared about what any one else did, but always stayed true to myself and genuine of heart. My Mother was my Sponsor with the Bishop. Those photos are stellar to look back on today.
Even if you’re not Catholic but Christian, Muslim, Jewish or any other faith; there is great merit to be gleaned in St. Therese’s wisdom-filled words.
May 31st, 2017 at 2:48 a.m.
Below is a chaplet of St. Therese.
I’ve never heard Claude Bolling before he plays a mixture of classical and jazz merged together and it’s phenomenal.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
January 8th, 2017
We all have Thanksgiving stories to tell and memories that stand out from the rest.
Can you share some of the special times that you remember I’m Thanksgiving?
Was there a time that you donated your time to a Food Bank and cooked and made food for the homeless and underprivileged?
Was there a time when your family got together and everything and everybody was especially wonderful?
Was there a ceremony that you and your family and love ones did that no one else did that made it unique?
Share your story of thankfulness with everyone.
Images photographed and created by Paulette Motzko
This story is so sad but beautifully illustrates how we should try and do and give everything we possibly can to our parents while we can.
The tree this gives mangoes is a metaphor for our parents and the boy represent every child.
One day they will need us and since they gave us LIFE itself, we can create extraordinary memories to draw back on of the TIME we spent with them.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
November 6th 2016 9:27 a.m.
Wisdom Story: “The Giving Tree”
“Once upon a time, there lived a big mango tree. A little boy loved to come and play around it everyday. He climbed to the tree top, ate the mangoes, took a nap under the shadow… He loved the tree and the tree loved to play with him. Time went by, The little boy grew, and he no longer played around the tree.
One day, the boy came back to the tree with a sad look on his face. “Come and play with me,” the tree asked the boy. “I am no longer a kid, I don’t play around trees anymore.” The boy replied, “I want toys. I need money to buy them.” “Sorry, I don’t have money… but you can pick all my mangoes and sell them so you will have money.” The boy was so excited. He picked all the mangoes on the tree and left happily. The boy didn’t come back. The tree was sad.
One day, the boy grown into a man returned. The tree was so excited. “Come and play with me,” the tree said. “I don’t have time to play. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, I don’t have a house, but you can chop off my branches to build your house.” So the man cut all the branches off the tree and left happily. The tree was glad to see him happy but the boy didn’t come back afterward. The tree was again lonely and sad.
One hot summer day, the man returned and the tree was delighted. “Come and play with me!” The tree said. “I am sad and getting old. I want to go sailing to relax myself. Can you give me a boat?” “Use my trunk to build your boat. You can sail far away and be happy.” So the man cut the tree trunk to make a boat. He went sailing and didn’t come back for a long time.
Finally, the man returned after he had been gone for so many years. “Sorry, my boy, but I don’t have anything for you anymore. No more mangoes to give you.” The tree said. “I don’t have teeth to bite,” the man replied. “No more trunk for you to climb on.” “I am too old for that now,” the man said.
“I really can’t give you anything, the only thing left is my dying roots,” the tree said with sadness. “I don’t need much now, just a place to rest. I am tired after all these years,” the man replied. “Good! Old tree roots are the best place to lean on and rest. Come sit down with me and rest.” The boy sat down and the tree was glad and smiled.
Moral: The tree in the story represents our parents. When we are young, we love to play with them. When we grow up, we leave them and only come back when we need help. Parents sacrifice their lives for us. Never Forget their sacrifices. Give them Love and Care before its too late.”
You must read “The Giving Tree” by Shel Silverstein, which is what this story was abridged from. It is really an adult book told them very childlike an easy to understand way.
Thank you for telling me the author of this Jennie.
Written and Compiled by Paulette Motzko
Updated November 7th 2016
Photography by Paulette Motzko
Mom and my last Thanksgiving together.
Image of mom-Ramona Le Pore, me-Paulette Motzko, and dad-Ernest Le Pore by Paulette Motzko
Story from Wisdom Stories
I was a caregiver for my sweet mother Ramona Lea Le Pore who on the last decade of her life was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease.
My sister in law contacted me to yell me mom has a tumor on her kidney and is now dying.
I knew the time would come when mom would leave this earth and touch the face of God, being reunited with dad in heaven, but I wasn’t prepared for so sudden of tragic news.
In my old kitchen drinking tea with mom after making dinner
As long as I am alive, mom’s name will be in the prefaces of the books I will write, and so many creative things my mother helped show me how to do by believing in me: piano playing, cooking, poetry, lyric writing and singing.
She was my cheerleader, my best friend, my confidant and encouraged my creativity. I miss hearing her voice and laughter.
She was the most appreciative person I ever knew or will know.
That’s why it was a joy to do anything for her like cook her favorite meal.
Mom and I in the 16 x 20 photo to the right on my desk last Christmas 2015.
Little would I know that the photo I created to immortalize a stellar moment in time would be the only vestige of my mother to keep me going. With no ability to make phone calls or talk to her the photo was and is all I have.
Mom and dad when dad was in The Air Force
I had been thinking of mom all week and just feeling something strange like an inner voice telling me mom might not have much longer to live. This morning I looked up at the 16 x 20 mural I had made of mom and I happy in Huntington Beach, CA and am happy I immortalized the moment.
Mom sitting across from me happy on a beautiful southern California day at Ruby’s Diner.
Mom from the time I was 4 years old read to me and taught me phonetics, opening my eyes to wider worlds. She was a visionary before that word was popular.
Mom taught me to see the beauty in the simple pleasures of life….in flowers, nature and taught me to cherish people and take care of the things you own-and in that order of priority.
Mom loved being useful and when she cared about you, she would go to the ends of the earth to make you happy. If you complimented something she might give it to you!
The photo I took from the wall that was cut from a 16 x 20 that survived a fire. Much like my mother, the photo was resilient and a survivor.
This photo that’s on my upright grand piano and a crucifix that belonged to Nanny my grandmother are all I took when I was told “take what you want from mom’s stuff.”
Mom was alive but with Alzheimer’s disease and if she didn’t put it in my hand I wasn’t going to take it. I wanted to be remembered for what I gave her instead of what I took from her.
Hearing the birds singing their morning song at 4:46 a.m. I am going to wrap this up by saying hug those around you who you care about. Live life so you have no regrets and give more than you take. I sincerely tried to do just that with my mother but I will miss her terribly. Her smile was like the sun to me.
Please pray for my mother and family and I. Thank you.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Photography Paulette Motzko
July 4th, 2016
Julianna Snow’s Light will never ever grow dim. I am saddened that the world will not be graced by her presence any longer. For never having met her, she touched my heart and soul in a way nobody has.”
– Paulette L Motzko
June 21st, 2016 at 8:37 p.m.
Love, not pity, was 5-year-old Julianna’s lesson
Paulette Motzko author/blogger at The Red Rock Resort recently
In my humble abode with books and teapots in view.
God bless your wonderful, sweet courageous soul Julianna Yuri Snow.
You touched my heart and I never got to meet you.
Your story touched me and because I am a caring lady, tears are streaming down my cheeks, which us not what you wanted, but I love tea parties too and only wished you could have experienced many MORE of them!
My most sincere condolences to the extraordinary Snow Family. You are as courageous as your sweet daughter, just in a different, supportive way.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
June 21st, 2016 at 8:20 p.m.
Updated on June 22nd, 2016 at 9:22 a.m.
Let’s pray Good Morning! by Kid’s Corner on the Abide prayer app https://abide.is/prayer/thsk7g
No matter what age you are bad boy, Delight put a smile on your face as you face your work day. If you have a child, by listening together, it’s a wonderful way to start the day!
Image created by Paulette L Motzko, Copyright 2015
Paulette L Motzko
APRIL 28th, 2016
What an awesome 25 minute video from the Believe channel by Evan Carmichael.
The first presenter speaks of the key points of communication and he uses an acronym “HAIL” which stands for Honesty, Authenticity , Integrity and Love.
Very well done! Those are huge things I value in life. ALL THE PEOPLE I ASSOCIATE WITH MUST possess those qualities. That is a prerequisite with me.
If they do not, I simply don’t associate with them.
Life is too short to hang with crows or buzzards when you can soar with the eagles instead.
After YOU ARE 18 years old, you have the right to choose who you associate with.
If your family member is malicious or doesn’t have your best interest in mind, or is just psychologically messed up and causes havoc in your life– you simply don’t need to be around them.
I have a few family members like that. You can’t exchange family members like a bad poker hand, but you can simply walk away from the game and let them play by themselves.
When I was about 6 years old I remember mom saying ” who you are around is what you become.”
So, when looked at things in that context, becomes very easy to weed people out of your life and be more selective.
For instance, when I used to do gardening in my last house in Orange before my divorce, I remember putting this stuff called Preen my flower box with the geraniums, gladiolus, daffodils and Lily of the Nile. It helped to prevent weeds. Yes prevent them. It made it so I didn’t have to sit there breaking my back tending the soil the next day. Even though the stuff cost a fair amount of money, all I had to do was put it on once a month and it saved me work.
Bad people are like weeds and they can infiltrate your life with snuggled edges, and pollute your mind with bad thoughts, colorful language that you really shouldn’t be using, because when you’re around someone that does something over and over again it tends to rub off on you.
If you set high standards in your life and associate with flowers who help you bloom too, the garden called your life will always bloom.
If you compare bad people to weeds- people who possess the opposite of the qualities outlined in the acronym HAIL, it becomes very easy to not let them take over your pretty flower garden… otherwise known as your world. Your life, like a flower garden, blooms in direct proportion to what you plant.
Images photographs and created by Paulette L Motzko, PLM Studios, Las Vegas, Nevada Copyright 2015 and 2016
Let every one of the people in your life bloom on their own. People who share a common denometer with you, naturally help you bloom to the most of your ability…because they are blooming themselves and are happy with where they are in life. Conversely, people who aren’t happy in life, and who only bring negative things to the forefront, are people who will usually try to drag you down to their low existence.
Don’t let them do it.
The most important things to me are honesty, integrity, tactfulness, of course- because you don’t just want to say anything that comes to your mind in the sake of being honest to somebody.
All these things put together build your reputation. Your reputation is what you’re going to leave when you’re not here anymore and that’s what people will remember most about you.
It’s not how many cars you have in the driveway, it’s not how fancy your Gucci bag is, but simply how you treat other people and how you made them feel when they were around you.
Those things form who you become in life and who people know you to be.
That really is what matters to me in life. I hope you enjoy this YouTube video I’ve got to find out how to reach Evan Carmichael that does all of these extraordinary “Believe” YouTube videos because they are the best I’ve ever seen.
You have my Paulette Le Pore Motzko Seal of Approval on that Mr Evan Carmichael.
I’ve would love to meet Evan Carmichael one day and congratulate him on an outstanding collection of YouTube videos.
I don’t know how he does it but the finish product is pretty extraordinary.
With my blog Totally Inspired Mind I wanted to contribute something extraordinary and put it out of the universe and then get other like-minded people to join it. It started with a vision and then it became reality in a few hours when I created the blog in a hotel room. Now five years later about a hundred countries read this and now I am going to monetizing it. Currently my payment is sharing what I feel us quality content that is remembered and shared.
I aspire to communicate using the HAIL principles outlined in this YouTube video of honesty, authenticity, integrity and love always.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
April 27th, 2016
James Corden, Gwyneth Paltrow perform hilarious dance skit
If you want to laugh or smile watch this. I was born in 1961 and so I grew up watching cartoons with Mel Blanc and his extraordinary voice, but I didn’t realize that all the voices on Looney Tunes it came from him!
I didn’t know him or see his face until much later on interviews.
This was hands down the best thing I’ve seen on YouTube in my life in my humble opinion.
Parts of this brought tears into my eyes and in other parts I marveled at how he built the characters and the animators animated around his voice.
He acted out the characters which I didn’t know, which explains why they sound so incredibly true to life when you hear them all on the old Looney Tunes cartoons.
If you’re a kid in this day and age and you haven’t heard one of them, go find an old Looney Tunes cartoon done in the 1960’s, about the time I was born, at the nearest movie store.
Also on the old Looney Tunes shows the musicians in the way it was produced with the orchestrations was a big part of it too because they orchestrated the cartoon adding drama just at the right times. The producers were geniuses on those Warner Brother cartoons. Nothing I’ve seen today impresses me as much. There’s no cartoon in history that’s ever done like the Looney Tunes was.
It was really more of an adult cartoon when I look at it.
I’m going to be 55 years young come August, (I am one of these women that doesn’t care about saying how old I am because I’m holding up pretty good and I don’t care.)
What an extraordinary human being Mel Blanc was and I applaud him for going to burn centers and giving joy and hope to countless children.
in the words of Mel Blanc don’t do anything for work unless you really love doing it and if you do love it won’t even be like work at all.
image search on Pinterest from Cracked.com.
I grew up at a time in the sixties when CGI didn’t exist, when cell phones didn’t exist, when you had to look something up in the Encyclopedia Britannica to really look it up, and you had to go to the library and look up books using the ISBN number or the Dewey Decimal System. And in regards to Google, we’ll it just wasn’t invented yet.
The Internet hadn’t been invented or the satellite systems that would make it a realty. It was something out in the cosmos waiting to be invented by ITT computer scientists so people like my ex-husband the rocket scientist would help send satellites up with Boeing on the Delta rocket putting satellites in the sky that made it work.
Here’s to simpler times and two extraordinary voices and extraordinary people like Mel Blanc women animators really drew the animation that you saw on the screen frame by frame.
So carve out a little over an hour and enjoy!
Copyright April 11th, 2016
Video shared from YouTube.com
Check out the latest issue of Ramona’s Alzheimer’s Disease Daily, if you haven’t looked at prior issued, this one has 16 contributors!
Prevention is key here with dementia and Alzheimer’s disease.
Always stay involved with things you love, learning, becoming and growing as a person. I speak from experience and watched my dad slowly die because he refused to get involved with social interaction activities that would have helped him cope with the congestive heart failure and severe, crippling osteoarthriris that would end up nearly totally paralyzing him! He will be gone a little over a year now and mom-Ramona- is 82 and is responsible for my existence and me accomplishing all I have in my life.
I want to have the “Use it or lose it” mentality my Nanny had, who lived with us when I was a child. She was my dad’s mother and also had both rhematoid arthritis and osteoarthriris. I suggest we all adopt the “use it or lose it” way of thinking and apply it to staying lucid, strong mentally and not letting our minds and lives become mush sitting around a television set, (which is the worst thing a senior citizen can do with himself or herself!!!) It uses nothing upstairs and is a passive activity.
If they are in a senior home, as dad was in the saddest last year of his life, he at least was watching a nice movie on a plasma TV with 20 people, which gave him friends to associate with…also in wheelchairs.
It is important that if your loved one is severely crippled to get them out and about involved with activities they enjoy. If they need counseling to accept their imposed limitations and boundaries of being confined to a wheelchair, then by all means get them to a qualified professional.
ATTITUDE is everything, and as a persion who has been diagnosed with complex partial and simple partial epilepsy since I was 9 years old, I know what boundaries and limits are.
The trick is to adapt to live in spite of them.
Dad and Mom at Mike & Kathy’s wedding…my brother and sister-in-law….when dad had legs and could walk and was happy. Mom before she took care of dad didn’t have the stress she did dealing with dad’s health problems later in their marriage. God bless them both for they gave me life, encouragement, love, taught me right from wrong and taught me the meaning of honesty and integrity.
This is a bit longer than what I thought I would write, but I am pleased with this.
If I help someone in the world with a parent with dementia or Alzheimer’s disease, then it was worth writing it.
Also, contact your local Alzheimer’s Association. Tune in to every resource and program they have. I volunteered my time for them when I was married years ago and used to walk to their office, getting materials for my mother and I for her mother who also had Alzheimer’s disease. I prayed mom wouldn’t aquire it, but as in many things in my life, God didn’t see fit to answer my prayer but give me something else instead.
Mom (Ramona Lea) when she was 16 years old
I pray my mother always recognizes me and knows who I am as long as we both live. I want her to see my books when they’re printed and I miss our talks and tea parties and the many dinners I cooked for her during the 13 years I chose to live in the duplex, nearly paying my parent’s mortgage. The property was sold recently by my brother-in-law in June 2013. I need a great, hard hitting lawyer that deals with property and senior/elder abuse in Orange County, CA. The attorney can bill my sister and Mike Bunker-who evicted me and abducted mom from her own house with no note, destroyed my parent’s belongings and I have photos on this.
I look forward to seeing mom soon and looking into her emerald green eyes, giving her a big hug and telling her the news over the last year. Just seeing her smile is enough to make the sun come out on a rainy day.
I want peace of mind. I just want to know that while everyone was going through mom’s things having a field day, I took one picture of her and a crucifix that belonged to Nanny. Mom was alive and unless she physically gave me her things it wasn’t right.
I called the Garden Grove police dept when they were hauling her stuff in a trash dumpster but they did nothing, the same as the Riverside Adult Protective Services. We need to change the Power of Attorney laws in CA. Mom didn’t know what she was signing and my dad had no right to sign for her.
Mom and dad’s $1000 leather Lazy Boy chairs someone hacked up with an ax so the trash man would take them! After all it wasn’t Bunker’s or my siblings…they didn’t care. I am the one kid that stands for principles. It was my mother’s who was alive and is alive now and that was hers. If her property or possessions needed to be liquidated, there is an appropriate way to liquidate something, (which I could have done and gotten top dollar and given the proceeds to my mother), and there is a way you do not do things. They all chose unwisely.
That was where I chose to live after my divorce to the rocket scientist I was married to for 15 years. Mind you, I could have bought a house with cash, but chose to help the folks out, pay their house payment, basically, and I saw it as a good thing at the time. I would have never believed it would become the house of horrors with continual drama from people visiting my folks or paramedics and ambulences coming to get my dad every other day.
People turn right down ugly when you dangle money on a string. Mike Bunker was given debit cards, bank cards, social security numbers by my father who trusted him. He ended up TRASHING THINGS that were NOT TRASH, including the mismanagement of my dad’s care when he was overseeing it.
I did what was right and what was needed, not what was easy or cheap. I can like myself and I should…lots of others do as well. I have no regrets when I look back, but I know they will one day when someone who is not me-points out how stupid they all were and lazy and callous. I guess INHUMANE sums it up in a nutshell.
I bought the song “Stronger” on my iPod yesterday and I must say the words are me. It is as though I wrote it.
I think I might have PTSD but I hope I don’t. Regular income that meets all my needs with no more counting pennies or sacrificing anything. I feel like I sacrificed myself for years and now I want to just LIVE.
I am not sure how this reads to someone else, but I feel better after writing it. I am not depressed but optimistic.
I am going to send the link to this story to Oprah Winfrey. I think she would care about my story.
Paulette Motzko at age 52 in Orange County, CA where she has been living most of her life and where she’d like to keep living. I need either a HUD Housing Voucher to stay though, or another kind of subsidized housing program for disabled people. My disability is invisible (as are most disabilities). Epilepsy is a developmental disability which is classified as a neurological disorder and mine is treated with two very expensive medicines that work.
I have sent multiple faxes and letters to the director of the Urban Housing Authority and Housing Authority & Urban Development, the Mayor of Los Angeles who only cares women with multiple children from many fathers instead of someone who tried to do things right and prevent tragedies like that from happening in the first place.
I feel like a Pheonix Rising out of the ashes. The place I lived was taken from me, I haven’t seen my mom in nearly a year and my sister won’t give mom the phone or arrange for me to see her. All my belongings are in storage vaults and I am trying to get a place and a job at the same time.
I am three years short of being a senior myself, so in my opinion we have a power attorney run amuck and elder abuse dual fold-against my mom and myself. Total apathy and callousness was exhibited on behalf of my mother and I. Nobody and I mean nobody will ever break the two of us apart.
Mike Bunker has been malicious in intent and I want to mandate an outside party to look after my mom who would look out for her that I trust.
Reply here if you know any lawyers who would read this and take my case.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
If you know of a congressman or congresswoman who could change my story to one with a happy ending, or a damn good attorney or someone in the public eye email
Allowing Families to Know Be the Boss of How Many Children They Have
(Removing the Stigma that Birth Control is a Sin)
I hesitated printing this piece in fear that I would outrage too many people. This is America though, and I have discussed this with people all over and gotten many supporters of this view-point. In life, you can worry about how many people you outrage and never do anything, feel anything or speak your mind. This is mine, and I believe that no matter who you are, you should be accountable for what you do.
The Catholic Church is not the only one that makes people feel like they are committing sins for using birth control; many other “religions” do that same thing. As you know, religions were created by men, and women have the babies! I don’t think one “religion” was created by a woman, was there?
I placed education first, couldn’t have kids for medical reasons and knew that when I was a kid. I grew up quickly and knew the real facts of life at nine years old. I taught children for 20 years and love children and stand up for their rights all the time. You don’t have to give birth to a child to care about them as a whole, any more than I need to give birth to dolphins or whales to care about the sea and clean water.
I hope I get more supporters than nay sayers. I hope that people think about the crux of the problem with our welfare system and how it taxes our country. By going to the root of the problem, or at least one of the biggest ones-the guilt trip organized religions (Catholicism etc.,) place on families who might otherwise make wiser decisions for themselves if they weren’t made to feel guilty.
It should be a crime if you allow yourself to get pregnant and know you have no way to support the child. All of a sudden there is another life on the line, one too small to speak for itself.-a baby. Birth control is not a sin nor is planned parenthood. It is called intelligent, responsible and what needs to be taught at early ages to decrease teen out-of-wedlock pregnancies and reduce abortions, which I do not agree with. THE SIN IS NOT USING BIRTH CONTROL AND LIVING LIKE ANIMALS WITH NO MORAL CONSCIOUS ABOUT WHAT YOU DO.
When my ex husband, who is a rocket scientist didn’t pay me alimony for 2 years and made it impossible for me to find him, I was introduced into the welfare system and when I saw how many children were being raised by children, and I saw how the CHILDREN WERE LOSING. IT WASN’T FAIR TO THEM. We need to address this on a broad scope in terms of family planning classes held within various churches. It is part of life and to avoid it is like burying our heads in the sand, any more than dodging sex education is an important part of being an adult.
Imagine instead that every family could choose how many children they had, without guilt, or being made to feel evil for being responsible and doing what they know is right for them. I think the Church medals in areas they shouldn’t. My mother and father were married for 63 years and it would be been 64 if my father had lived to see it. The “church” didn’t recognize their marriage because my dad was married to another lady and she cheated on him when he was in the service. Was that his fault? He was only married a few months and mom was the wonderful lady who he married after and had four children with and yet they acted like he wasn’t good enough. It was not fair to him or my mother who was like a saint-rearing his children. She wanted to become Catholic and wanted to go to communion together, but the “church” ruined that goal. Why would they do that?
Where children are concerned, I want the churches of the world to think QUALITY RATHER THAN QUANTITY. Having a dozen kids that the parents cannot afford doesn’t make it right. I don’t think God thinks that is a good thing, when they have to rely on government assistance to feed them. That isn’t how it is supposed to work.
I would rather the parent have one or two that they can raise, teach, clothe and show values to, spend time with and make proud one day-that they can afford financially to support. That child will thank his or parents when he becomes an adult that they did that because it allowed him to be the doctor or engineer or nurse that they did.
Removing the stigma of making birth control a sin has to go because it is stupid, out dated and was created by people who don’t live in the real world. Those who created those laws were men, because NO WOMAN WOULD MAKE A LAW THAT WOULD NOT GIVE HER THE RIGHT TO GIVE BIRTH OR PREVENT HERSELF FROM HAVING ANY MORE. WHEN A WOMAN GETS TO BE 30 IT BECOMES DANGEROUS TO HAVE CHILDREN AND BIRTH DEFECTS ARE INCREASED. A WOMAN IS NOT A HORSE THAT YOU PUT OUT TO PASTURE OR A “BABY MAKER” THAT JUST KEEPS ON GIVING. Thinking in this way goes back to the dark ages, and in 2013 we are very sophisticated people and I hope that my words ignite a light bulb of understanding that wasn’t there before on this.
I mention that because the Pope is simply a man who wears a big hat and outfit and gets really great meals each night, but he is human and makes mistakes. The Church makes mistakes and has made thousands of them through the years. As the years change and people become enlightened, things change and I hope I put this story in the hands of the heads of The Catholic Church so they can think in a way they never thought before.
I make some valid points here that cannot be denied and children are not like gifts under a Christmas tree-in the same way they are always called “Gifts from God”. They are gifts but each child earns the right to have two parents and be raised with not only love but the funds required for clothing, education, and other important considerations.
Birth control is a very needed thing in that it allows parents to do what Planned Parenthood has known all along-control how many children one brings into a family. Many women like myself had health conditions stopping them from having children. If they would have had kids it could be fatal and caused great health risks and also caused birth defects. I am not the only woman in the world who is can say this, meaning the Catholic Church in general needs to re-examine their stance on parenting and what it means to be a good parent. Also, what is a parent’s role? If a parent’s role is to crank out as many kids as possible like some kind of contest, at the risk of all, then by all means forget birth control. However, if a parent’s role is to raise the most intelligent young people who are raised in a positive environment, with role models that urge them to further their educations, then the fewer the children, the more attention can be given on the few the parent has.
I believe the parent’s role is to bring out the best you have to offer in that child’s life. A parent is a lot like a gardener nurturing that little bloom to one day blossom with love, tender loving care and hopefully imparting every positive element in the two parent’s personalities.
Many never think along those lines, and just succumb to animalistic sex for sex sake acts, bringing kids into the world who have kids for parents and due to the immaturity of the parent, the child is coming into the world at already a disadvantage.
It makes me sad to think of it.
The Church in general, no matter what faith, needs to teach and set better examples for the young men and women, who at sixteen already have two children when they are not even adults! I cannot imagine what kind of parent would allow this.
When the Pope Changes and Catholic Church Change So Does the World
Written by Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Copyright March 23, 2013
I was so happy to hear on Fox News about the church endorsing stem cell research. It is encouraging, as a Catholic, do hear that the church is waking up and getting out of the dark ages. Part of being responsible adults is to welcome evidence in science that can help us live longer, overcome disease like Alzheimer’s Disease-which my mother has and I care about finding cures for and preventative treatments for, among many others.
When the video played I began speaking this and then I opened up MS Word and the words I have been rehearsing about the issues presented here began flowing out.
Along with the new Pope Francis, I hope this is an omen or a sign that he is bringing with him a new more enlightened mind. He is the leader and the whole Catholic Church follows what he says and orders. I have been very unhappy with the pope going to third world countries and telling them to not use condoms when they are dying from being overpopulated. That is like telling them to kill themselves. UNICEF and other organizations invest their time and effort and send men and women to educate and show less educated countries about birth control.
Birth control is a necessary thing to employ to be responsible adults no matter where you live. I came from a family of 6-me being the youngest, two brothers and my sister the oldest. I learned what birth control was when I was nine years old and where babies really came from because I was too intelligent to buy the story about the stork dropping babies from the sky! I was diagnosed with epilepsy at nine years old and was a very sickly child and didn’t know what health was until much later at 14 years old when Tegretol came around.
The point I am making is, there is never a young age to learn about the body, what it does and also what things to prevent. I taught children piano for 20 years and care about their welfare, their lives and their futures. I couldn’t have children due to having epilepsy. It would have caused great birth defects on the child and the risk was too high. So, my husband and I knew having children was out. That is alright. Having children is a choice and not right for all. More people should be honest with this and know what kind of person they are, because many shouldn’t have them and the child suffers.
There are laws and a new way of thinking that I would like the Catholic Church and other Christian based religions to embrace: It is not a sin to use birth control but a gift to the child:
By not allowing parents to use their own common sense and making it a “sin” to use birth control pills or other means of contraception, you are forcing them to bring more and more children they cannot afford nor take care of for what reason? Does the priest take care of them or have them? I have seen countless women with 8 kids who look like they are nearly dead giving birth to children they don’t have the money to feed, the father has to work over time to feed and provide for them, and their patience is gone. The child is losing, they will never get a college education and it is a triple loss. All these children cost tax payers and other Americans $800 per child when they go on Welfare because they cannot afford them!
I know this because my ex husband didn’t pay me alimony for two years and I went to get temporary financial assistance to help me live and pay for my needs. I was told “I needed a kid to get money from the government and for me to get a kid!” I couldn’t believe how ridiculous that sounded and also how unfair it was and how it went against my civil rights as a human being. We should give honors to people who are responsible in this country and who care about doing the right thing for all.
Birth control, if not used responsibly, will force families to continue to procreate way past what they can afford, forcing them to be parents long after they should, setting a child up for failure with no funds available for education, and making the mother die earlier than what she would have otherwise. A woman should be in control of her body and should be able to say when she is giving birth. That is a basic civil right that no priest anywhere has the right to alter. I would get millions of fathers to agree on this and I have discussed this with families I have seen in the welfare offices and they would sign any documents related to this and vote for it.
I have seen this worst in the Latino communities with Mexican young women who should be in college and school and instead they are pushing a stroller with 3 young kids! To all the priests and religious leaders who don’t give birth to the children, nor do pay for them or raise them, open your minds to allow families to be free to decide how many children they raise. It is smart, responsible and fair to the child. The Catholic Church was man-made and men made the laws and in 2013 with our welfare system being taxed to the nines and in California we are going broke paying the $800 per child when simply people could use common sense learn to pay the consequences of what they do. It makes me mad when I see a child lose in this scenario. If you think on this, you will see that we have to stop this vicious cycle and make it a crime for anyone to bring a child into the world if you are not married. In order to do that, you need abstinence and birth control. Once married, you need birth control or every family will have 13 kids and that is ridiculous. The Catholic Church needs to wake up, grow up and enforce teaching about what it is, Planned Parenthood and other issues related to being a mature adult. Abortion is not the answer. It is all in prevention, and that is where birth control and also teaching to young adults what they are signing up to when they consent to have sex with someone. It is greatly needed.
I take the bus, due to almost being killed in a car crash from having a seizure behind the wheel 15 years ago. I see at least a dozen young women who have no idea how to treat a child, how to raise them, and they are about 16 years old with 3 kids. Mexicans are predominantly Catholic. The Catholic Church needs to address this issue, and on the broad spectrum, needs to open its minds and think and contemplate on the words I have said here, and strive for creating a TRIPLE WIN. THE CHILD WINS, THE PARENTS WIN AND WE CREATE FAMILIES THAT CAN TAKE CARE OF THEMSELVES WITH THE BUDGETS THEY HAVE AND NOT MAKE THEM FEEL THEY ARE COMMITTING A SIN WHEN THEY USE BIRTH CONTROL MEASURES AND INSTEAD APPLAUD THEIR RESPONSIBLE MATURE ACTIONS.
We currently have a Triple Loss:
Please read this and read it again and make copies and pass it onward.
I might run for office one day. I have had people say they would vote for me.
Paulette Le Pore Motzko
There are so many reasons to look back at 2012 and be thankful for what I have in spite of losing my father, who battled with congestive heart failure for many years and ended up a totally disable man. I know his prayers of “not being in misery any more” when he passed away in September 2012.
I still have my dear mother Ramona who encouraged me to follow my dreams, read to me when I was 4 years old, taught me phonetics and how to read any book and sound out the words, not needing kindergarten being totally ready for second grade.
Creativity was encouraged in my household when I was a kid and I think above all things they gave me the ability to think creatively and do what had never been done. Every night at the dinner table dad would ask every body, “What did you learn today”, and we would go around the dinner table, which was a painted picnic table.
Everybody would answer and we always would feel better, learn something and realize what the meaning of “family” was all about. My Nanny, my dad’s mother, was of course alive then too, and resounded honesty, integrity even more than my parents almost did and her very blunt way, is what I grew up with and what people respect most about me now.
What are your goals for this year?
What steps can you do every day to see you achieve them?
I wish my family would read what I write because they would change their selfish attitudes about life and living and if only one of them would operate their life on a Triple Win mentality, meaning thinking about what would be good for all rather than the one-things would change radically for the better.
I can always hope they will. I have been actually communicating in a positive way with my brother in law who is power of attorney on my mother’s affairs. If he would give me an additional two months to live where I am living, in a house my mother is the sole owner on, I could get into a place that would be better for me. It would take until March 2013 to get the place I want. I am simple going to write him and explain why I need it and hopefully he and my sister will find a way to take care of mom until I am situated and get a place with the state funded disabled housing program I have been working within the confines in for the last year.
I am hoping that God looks kindly on me and for all the meals and good things I did for mom and dad while they were alive and living next to me, I am able to now live a life with dignity and integrity on my own.
IT is amazing how much more you can get with kindness, as my mother used to say.
I know there are simply two ways you can take to life. You can be good to others and treat them as you would want to be treated or you can not. I would rather do the “spread good around” philosophy than the other.
I do know we need more Disability Advocates because as it seems I am the only one I know of when I did that as the CEO Founder of The Epilepsy Connection helping people all over the world who had the invisible disorder for 6 years. I didn’t get paid a cent but was working on getting a501c3 tax status in 1997, and then my ex husband developed a temper that no kitchen remodel was going to get me to stay around for.
I hope all who read this take time to write something positive and let me know what you feel about the things I write.
God bless and I hope God will create some miracles in my life very soon in regards to my housing situation because I need them.
January 4th, 2013