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I created Ramona’s Alzheimer’s Disease Daily when I was a caregiver for my mother Ramona Lea Le Pore. I made meals for her and helped her the best I was able and when her Alzheimer’s Disease progressed, she requires 24 care now. She will be 85 come June 19th. I couldn’t halt the disorder but by creating this informative newsletter, I can educate, and lightning, and lead others to helpful resources they ight not have otherwise.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Creator and Editor of Ramona’s Alzheimer’s Disease Daily

February 27th, 2016
4:00 p.m.

My mom Ramona Lea Le Pore has been confirmed alive when will buy the Moreno Valley sheriff in California. Corrupt Power of Attorneys and Nevada Playing God

Due to very a very malicious man Mike Bunker, who became my mom’s and dad’s power of attorney illegally in California where I used to live; he stopped me from seeing my mother for over two and a half years. Never is one person, family or not, supposed to govern the financial and medical affairs of a senior. Why is that?

If there is an abuse entrust then everything goes to hell that’s why as in my case and my mom case.

My mom was diagnosed with COPD 2 years ago and my stupid brother was bringing her cartons of cigarettes and dumping them on the doorstep how is that for stupid? I would not buy her cigarettes the mother she begged me to because I didn’t want to be have been in my head giving her lung cancer. I wanted to know that I just did good things for her I gave her my time, effort made meals for that I knew she loved and wanted to make during the time of my stay there from 2001 till almost 2 years ago I wanted to make sure I did my best for her.

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if it’s your mom and me couple years ago for Thanksgiving dinner when I took her out wearing around for dinner nice new outfit that I bought new shoes new everything and I figured that time little bit I know how much hell would be in store for me and I nearly would almost die, nearly strangled to death by someone i thought was a friend, because Nevada lowered my social security forcing me to live with others. A whole host of other things that happened and I’m still here to talk about it. But its pretty bad when the only way to see your mother is on the face of a mug!

Or on a 16 x 20 mural of mom and I before Mike Bunker abducted her from the Yockey address in Garden Grove, with no note forcing me to file a missing Persons report! Again, what a disgusting man.

She was so happy when I left…no goodbyes. He traumatized my poor mom…facts.

I would need to get paid megabucks to live in California or be hired for my abilities instead of denied because of my disability.

I was the only one to look after my mother’s welfare and cared about what she thought. As a person with Alzheimer’s disease live who doesn’t understand what’s going on, nobody explained to her that by signing this contract that Bunker was going to become a power of attorney of everything related to her.

You can’t hold someone that to sign a contract when they have Alzheimer’s disease cause they don’t know what they’re signing.

The attorney that did that should go to prison…..and I want to see him go to there so he cant draw void contracts on anyone else.

The repercussions that happened for signing that contract made my life a living hell and made my father’s life hell it made my mother’s life hell and I’m the only living one really to talk about it all. My mother but she can’t really fight, can she?

Mom was made to sign the contract making Mike Bunker power of attorney on all of her affairs. Dad gave him debit cards, bank account numbers and the works!

If I’d been there explaining this to her, instead of my brother Mike, the contract would not exist because she would have understood what her signature did. I did not know that.

One week after my dad died Bunker was in my mother’s house taking everything out of it ….everything from their plasma TV, stuff in the freezer, and he was laughing about it and thought it was a joke. It wasn’t a joke and after throwing me on the street, not caring if I lived or died the week before Christmas …I had to leave the state and live where it was cheaper….Survival it’s called.

I want just be served, and it will be.

I have so much evidence on him from photos of destroyed property, etc, to proof he had a family meeting at the Hyatt Regency on his birthday. Dad was dying at Chapman Care senior home then.

His sick, demented sense of humor will be coming to a halt very soon.

wasn’t hilarious nothing was funny about it all disgusting he took the stereo equipment he took everything he took a lazyboy recliner that my parents sad and everyday to watch TV together and it was hacked up thrown in the garbage can and I have photographs.

I have been in communication with district attorney about elevating the existing civil case to criminal level.

He made his bed but its just pathetic someone could be so lowly to do that for a cash payoff.

Whatever he promised two brothers and my sister, that they would sell out family that they would basically betray me and throw me away like I was garbage. I went on in spite of it all.

My mother is my only family I will claim, the rest I am ashamed of for one reason or another.

He forbid me even talking to her on the telephone. He lied to me, told me I didnt count and evicted me from thr property in Garden Grove the week before Christmas 2 years ago. Is that a winner?

He thought I never come back and insulted me with names that aren’t G rated.

First things first.

What kind of monetary settlement would you charge if someone stops you from seeing and talking to your mother for two and a half years?

What would you want to do that person what if they destroyed personal property of your parents?

I’m asking the world this because right now I have pictures I have evidence I have enough evidence written in photographs that I could put him in prison for the next 25 years.
Not to mention not seeing I got what my dad wanted me to have when he died.

art of me wants to but I’ve got to go and examine the situation and see how she’s being treated. I want to see in writing where almost half a million dollars went, which was the proceeds from my parent’s duplex.I want to see it in writing.

When my dad passed away over 2 years krosis and stroke several years ago as told by three probate attorneys absolutely without a doubt I’m old some money for my dad well I didn’t receive that because god knows how much of it the power of attorney embezzle. Even if it was one cent my dad had, I want it and by CA state law I am listed as the youngest child of four dad had. The state should have seen I was awarded something by CA law. The state didn’t the sherbet which is why I’m kind been contacting the district attorney in Sacramento.

Three attorneys lied to me and let’s just say I don’t want to pay money to pad some shiny shoes guy with a fancy brief case, like I did when I divorced in 2001.
How would I handle it myself and if we would’ve gotten lawyers involved in the case when the going on for 12 years! I probably could have written in the insurance policy in a really big only settlement because of the best of times the ex husband was a pretty damn good guy and he is a real rocket scientist if we did it ourselves that would have been much better.

This is some of what I been goin through today and throughout the week been really trying one of the most abilitati weeks I’ve gone through in my life I’m very happily relieved to know moms okay and that I finally have corporation from getting ready and they take me really seriously now.

When I lived in Orange County I went to the Garden Grove police department contacted Riverside protect Adult Protective Services didn’t do anything garbage. I called Riverside Adult Protective Services and I told him his moms dead I’m going to hold you liable because so help me God I was calling over and over they never did nothing I wanted to move her to another power of attorney and I wanted to move forward I felt it was better for her and nobody listens the only people that took what I said seriously with the Alzheimer’s Association of Riverside County.

Thank you for to support and your prayers and kind words all over the world. About  100 countries read Totally Inspired Mind now after two and half years.
CONTINUE PRAYING I STAND UP FIR THE PRINCIPKE OF THINGS. I AM MY MOTHERS VOICE BECAUSE SHE CANNOT SPEAK FOR HERSELF.
I WROTE A BLOG POST BY THAT TITLE.

PRAY FOR MY HEALTH, FINANCIAL STABILITY AND LOVE IN MY LIFE.
ENVISION ALL THAT FOR ME AND IT SHALL BECOME REALITY SOONER.

I WILL BE MEETING  with Senator Dina Titus here in Nevada SOON. I SPOKE TO HER ADVISOR TODAY. $549 IS WHAT THEY LOWERED MY SSI CHECK TO NOW! WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT?

A FRIEND OF MINE AND ANOTHER WHO IS BLIND GET OVER DOUBLE WHAT I DO. THE SENATORS CANNOT PLAY GOD WHEN returns to a disability, be at physical mental neurological is in my case or otherwise. You can say that one is better than the other it’s not right common it’s against my civil rights for somebody to play God.
I was there with her made meals for her by her clothes because he squandered the funds that she had and I tried to do the best that I could do instead of being disabled and on a very limited income with SSI. I just spoke with the head of the Moreno Valley Sheriff’s Department and he assured me she’s fine and I will have total cooperation from them to see my mother anytime I want from here on out and that is the best news I got for the last week. And as you all know who read this blog for over two and a half years she kind of means a lot to me you know without her, I wouldn’t be the courageous, artistic, compassion lady I am. She was my cheerleader, MY ANN SULLIVAN I was a sickly kid diagnosed with complex partial epilepsy at nine years old, choose my cheerleader, we laughed we joke a lot of good times I miss that for two and a half years my bunker and bring a bunker were so vindictive hateful and hurtful but they would even put the phone up to her ear to let me talked to her by phone! Can people be so cruel yes am i cruel now do I ever want to be like that now and I’m gone all it takes is one person to care and because of me my father live much longer than he would have otherwise cuz I’m going to call the paramedics then went up and down the driveway for a good 5 years I’m the one that made sure mom have clothes to wear when my sisters room all the way I tried to give instead of take and I feel good about that. My self respect and that’s huge commodity and very hard to come by they don’t have as much money because I didn’t happen to her bank account but that’s alright have a conscience and peace of mind is what I wanted and to know she’s OK and well taken care of and I can see here for here till the end of time until God allows us to not see each other anymore until she joins dad in heaven….is wonderful to me.

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The Alzheimer’s Reading Room- Helping Caregivers and The Community

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Flower photographer Paulette L Motzko, PLM Studios

It was on Twitter this evening since I’ll post for the Alzheimer’s reading room common couldn’t resist sharing it with all my readers especially those who read Ramona’s Alzheimer’s disease Daily.

So here it is and I hope you enjoy it.

Paulette Motzko
Friday May 29th 2015
9:21 p.m.

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A painting of the sea my mother painted…Ramona Lea Le Pore. …the one who gave me life, opened the world of reading at four year’s old, taught me how to play piano at nine year’s old, taught me compassion, integrity, values, confidence, and was my Anne Sullivan when I was a sick child diagnosed with epilepsy.
She is responsible in large part for the person I turned put to be.

I will always remember the many creative works she did.
Her 85th birthday is on June 19th and though I won’t be able to see her in CA in the 24 hour acute care Alzheimer’s group home she lives in, I am making her famous though she doesn’t know it.

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I want to monotize this newsletter and have the proceeds go to finding a cure for Alzheimer’s disease.

I knew I couldn’t prevent the progression of the disorder, but I could help others prevent it and work towards the cure.

Paulette L Motzko.
May 9th, 2015
3:18 p.m.

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There 119 contributors in today’s issue. if you know someone who has Alzheimer’s disease or know someone who is a caregiver of someone as I was with my mother Ramona, share this newsletter.

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Text Gram by Paulette L Motzko,
Copyright April 2015
3:21 a.m.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

Healing Hands of Hope

Healing Hands Of Hope by Convergence House of Prayer at https://abide.is/prayer/kkfhpe on #abideis

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Healing Hands Wallpaper Image from Zedge

Paulette L Motzko
March 20th, 2015
9:25 p.m.

If you have epilepsy like I do, and even though your medicine works most of time, but you’re not feeling that great because you overdid it -like I did today….
Say this prayer.

If you have cancer or some other life-threatening disease….say this prayer. You will find strength and hope.

If you have osteoarthritis or other crippling ailment…say this prayer.

If you have Alzheimer’s disease or any other didability- physical or hidden- say this very short inspiring prayer I found on the app ABIDE.

You will feel better and I hopr you find strength, as I did.

Paulette Motzko

Ramona’s Alzheimer’s Disease Daily 177 Contributors in Oct. 3rd 2014 Issue!

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Monday, Nov. 11, 2013 – Ramona’s Alzheimer’s Disease Daily

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Prevevtative facts for dementia & Alzheimer’s disease as well as the latest breaking news. This is great for anyone wanting more knowledge on the subjects and all things related to the memory and our mind.

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Paulette Le Pore Motzko

Photography by Paulette Motzko
November 12th, 2013

4:17 a.m.

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For anyone dealing with those with dementia or Alzheimer’s disease, this is a must read! I created it in hopes that even though I cannot reverse the hell my mother has gone through with it, I can enlighten and empower others going through it, along with myself.

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Written by Paulette Le Pore Motzko
Photography by Nick Belman
Digital Photo Editing by Paulette Le Pore Motzko

Creator & Editor of Ramona’s Alzheimer’s Disease Daily

November 4th, 2013

I Am My Mother Ramona Le Pore’s Voice & Paulette’s Motzko’s Tragic Story

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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.

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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.

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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.

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Mom (Ramona Lea) when she was 16 years old

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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
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Ramona’s Alzheimer’s Disease Daily and Help Me Fight For My Mother

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Here is the latest edition of Ramona’s Alzheimer Disease Daily for your reading enjoyment.
This covers topics like memory, recognition, dementia, neuroscience, preventing dementia, exercise, and lots of other important subjects.

I love you mom and miss you a lot and soon I will be able to see you whenever I want again. My mother Ramona is 82 years old and my oldest sister & brother in law have been hanging the phone up when I call and making it near impossible to see her. The rediculous thing is they claim to “care about her” but took her from the house she and dad lived in with no warning, and never allowed her to go back into her own house to pick out things she might have wanted to keep….being that it is traumatic enough having to go into a senior home for Alzheimer’s disease.

It is bad enough dad died not even a year ago and the Mike Bunker, who was made power of attorney with a piece of paper that is void simply because mom didn’t know what she was signing! I have no idea what my sister and BUNKER HAD IN MIND, BUT IT WASN’T MY MOTHER’S WISHES THEY WERE TRYING TO CARRY OUT. I, ON THE OTHER HAND, HAVE BEEN MY MOTHER’s friend, my mom’s advocate and cheerleader. Just as she was mine.

I want to make this right.

Many reports to Adult Protective Services have been made with no avail.

We have lousy laws pertaining to power of attorney in this country. If someone is alerting everyone that the person has malicious intent and they don’t listen, what the heck do I do to end this horrid charade?

I believe funds have been embezzled.
Mom never got one dime of her social security checks and instead he spent it on my dad..when he was alive, or cartons of cigarettes as my brother Bob did, instead of buying her things with his own money and acting the role of a good son who gave his TIME to his MOTHER. That’s what mom really wanted.
I need the name of a high powered attorney who can remove Mike Bunker from power of attorney proving mom was mentally incompetent when she signed it.

Also a Bogus family meeting at the Hyatt Regency Hotel on August 19th 2012 was summoned by Mike Bunker who was given my dad’s credit cards willingly by dad himself. He gave him the power to be Hitler taking his so-called power to maniac standards. He must be stopped, especially since he sold my mom’s house and I have no idea what he did with the money.

If it plays out like all the personal possessions he threw in trash dumpsters that he thought nobody would ever tell or make him accountable for…he was wrong.

Help me hire a hard hitting, kick ass lawyer familiar with probate, elder abuse and criminal matters.

If any one can come up with how to make this right, let me know.
Email Paulette Motzko at TotallyInspiredPC@gmail.com

The Sun Saying Goodbye to the Day as I am Saying Goodbye Our House

Beautiful October Sunset-The Sun Saying Goodbye to the Day

I have always been open to positive change. When I got married in 1986 after I graduated college with my Associate Arts in Piano Pedagogy, my now-ex husband Mark was transferred with a raise and promotion to be the Chief Delta Representative for Boeing in Salt Lake City, UT.
I remember everyone being so sad but I saw it as a journey. Everyone made comments about being Mormon, but I knew nothing about the Mormons at that time. My ex and I learned about the Mormon church and what they had gone through to find peace. We wanted to know because there were more of them than use, and understanding paves the way to finding a common ground.
They appreciated our open-mindedness and welcomed us with open arms. I will never forget how young the people were who owned massive homes there. I told the relocation specialist “Why are you taking us down this street? We can’t afford any of these places?” He replied, “Yes you can!” It was as beautiful as I had ever seen a neighborhood and the Wasatch mountains were huge and the sky was clear and the very atmosphere inspired me to write long letters to my family and friends.
To think we could have got a 6 bedroom, 3 bath house with 3 levels and a huge back yard for $82,000 was beyond me. I loved how kind the neighbors were and how they were so willing to help us. (That was something I never saw in the busy southern CA I grew up in.)

I remember when I was sick with a cold once. All the neighbors rounded up a wagon and came to my door!
I am heart-warmed to this day thinking of it! Each neighbor had made something different and prepared it then lovingly put in the little red wagon! All the women in the Deseret Industries were like sisters and did things together, and I never ran into anybody who had more than one wife in all the many houses I went to for Progressive Dinners and other events. I just found that they invested a lot in their children and I taught about every kid on the block piano, and I loved it all.

Here in Garden Grove, CA in a strange city now called “Little Saigon” my neighborhood is a mish mash of Vietnamese, Cambodian, Korean and a few Latinos and White people-Snow White in my case! I laugh and say I am like “Snow White in Vietnam” because I have been saying hello to the same neighbors who still know no English! Why is that? Why don’t they take the same mind-set my ex and I did in going to “Mormon Land”? It is called consideration for others and when you have that it paves the way to understanding.
I think that people who come to this country should learn about American Culture and Customs so they can at least know simple phrases like: “hello”, “thank you”, and “excuse me.” Imagine how much better we would get along if that were put into place?

Looks like my neighborhood which mostly consists of large mansions owned by Vietnamese who have constructed larger places to outdo the other neighbor, ever striving to reach the Face of God one day.
I don’t think they will ever reach the summit.
My neighbor used to have a ranch style house and was very down to earth and friendly. I found that the larger the house grew the less they knew how to be people any more. Why is that? Is that a lesson we learn in life that the more materialistic we become the less grounded we are and appreciative of simple things. That is where I derive my greatest joys, are in the simple and yet fantastic small but great things in life. These are not bought out of a store and not contrived or seen in a popular magazine, but in nature and in people I come in contact with who are extraordinary and I learn from.

I am staying in nice hotel in Huntington Beach for a few days to get what I call “TLC Time” or Tender Loving Care Time, where I can write, think and plan what is going to happen in my not-too-far off future.

I am hoping to assume someone’s house payment in Huntington Beach, Fountain Valley or some where equally as nice, with minimal down payment. I lived next to my mother Ramona, who now has advanced Alzheimer’s Disease and to cover the cost of her care we think will have to liquidate the property my dad-now in heaven-and mom got when I was 24 years old. It was supposed to be there for mom and dad and me, since I lived there for 12 years. If you are reading this and your are a private foundation or other entity our family hasn’t heard of, please step up to the plate and contact me.

People read what I write and I know words can change the outcome of time, so I am going to try here.
Interesting how Ave Maria is playing on Pandora.com on digital radio? Is that a sign that miracles are going to happen and we are going to find a great place where mom will have new friends and be happy? I surely hope and pray so, because she has become increasingly more needing since dad’s death a few months ago.
I am a very able minded disabled lady who doesn’t want sympathy but wants to be remembers for the gifts, talents and abilities I was blessed with. I am not one to look at closed doors but to look onward and upward much like my heroine Helen Keller did. It would be wonderful if we didn’t have to sell the house and if in one month a private foundation, housing program for disabled or we would find another way to pay for mom’s care in a senior home, which is expensive for dementia and Alzheimer’s care.
I am looking forward to my new neighborhood and I am not going to “assume I can’t afford what I want”, but as I usually do, I am going for what I know would make me happy.
I have even thought of being someone’s personal chef. My grandfather was a chef, my Nanny was a personal chef and had a guest house and loved it. If I cannot have Mr. Right yet, I can surely cook for a family, then I can entertain and play piano for them after the dinner is cooked!
I can dream, can’t I?
But then again the best things I have created in my life time all began with a dream or a vision, then they became a song, poem or a written work or a new dish or recipe.

Thank you Lord for this day of Inspired Words.

“In silence you can hear your spirit sing.”

You can quote me on that one.

Paulette Le Pore Motzko

November 27th, 2012
1:46 a.m.