Yesterday was Thanksgiving Day. But let me share with you an experience that I had a couple of weeks ago. It was our usual hectic busy week, the grand kids had been over all week long. So we were on full time grandparent duty. We drove the kids back and forth to school. We supervised homework and prepared dinner. We Insisted on baths and all the rest. When the Kids left our house on Saturday evening, I was especially tired. I went to bed and slept in a deep sound sleep. The kind of sleep that you can’t get when you have to listen out a busy two year old who will walk the floors, even in a dark house.

Sunday morning arrived. I was laying there enjoying the quiet. My husband came into the room and popped on the light. I raised my are to shield my eyes. “Thank God I can cover my eyes from the light. Thank God that the light bothers me.” I thought, as I continued to lay there. By now I had lain in just a bit too long, so I got up to hurry to the bathroom. No pain in my feet. My knees did not hurt. I can get to the bathroom all on my own. So I Thanked God, that I was able to walk. I did my bathroom routine and exited from the warm shower. “Thank God for warm water, some people don’t have that” I thought as I continued on my way.

I headed to the bedroom, sans bathrobe, the house was nice and warm. Thank you Lord for the heat.” I said out loud. I got dressed and changed my mind about the outfit. I changed blazers to make a brighter ensemble. “Thank God.” I thought, “I have a closet full of clothes.”

As it often happens with Michigan weather, my lightweight jacket was insufficient. So I reached into the back of the closet and pulled out my long wool coat. Another “Thank God “was whispered. Because I had a coat for the colder weather. My husband and I headed out for Church and locked the doors behind us. Again, a wave of gratitude come over me,”Thank God that we have a secure home.”

We got into one of our three cars; none of them are new but there are three just the same. What a blessing to have three cars. Just at that moment, I thought how grateful I was to have a Man of God as my husband. We drove to the local coffee shop and ordered coffee and bagels. Again, I thought what a blessing to be able to spend the Five dollars for coffee and bagels.

It sounds like a lot Thank You Lords and Oh how Blessed I am’s, but, on that particular day, for no reason at all, I found myself in a state of Profound Gratitude.Thanksgiving is nice, but Gratitude is much more fulfilling.

Always be grateful.

Pamela Moultrie

The Village Mother


Fun Times With Dad

my dad

I just finished a term paper, for a class that I am taking.

The topic was, How a fathers care and attention impacts a child’s life. It was based on a research article about a Fathers’ Warm Care giving.

It stated all of the obvious data, and a few new things to consider. A child fares better when there are two parents in the home. A child in a single parent situation is more likely to face poverty and the troubles associated with poverty.

A child who does not have a father in the home is more likely to become a teenage parent and more likely to indulge in drugs, alcohol, and cigarette smoking. A child without a father in the home is more likely to engage in delinquent behavior. You get it.

That is not to say that, because, a child is in a single parent home, the world is going to come crashing down on him or her. There are many fatherless families with children who turn out to be just fine, and in some cases spectacular.

This is the result of powerful parenting on the part of the mother or single father.

Sometimes there is support from friends family and the larger community.

Every now and then things turn out great because they were wonderful children anyway.

Warm parenting is described as nurturing, responsive, positive, interactions by the father.

You know, the kind of stuff you see on TV. The report studied how a father’s warm interactions with his child, between the ages of birth and age 3 affected the child in later life.

The children who had the warm interactions, whether the father was in the home or not, did better on every measure. The did better in preschool, 2 grade, 5th grade and on into adolescence and early adulthood.

This got me to thinking about how it was growing up in my nearly perfect two parent home with a stay at home mom and a kind dad who made good money and did not run the streets.

It was great. We had simple fun, if my dad mowed the lawn, I was walking in his footsteps. If my dad fixed the TV, I was hanging over his shoulder and requesting that he take out all of the scarey stuff.

When my dad put up a picket fence, I was right there, of course, the picket that I cut was totally backwards. It was so backwards that you couldn’t flip it over. So my dad used that as the interest piece on the gate.

Friday was ice cream day, it didn’t matter how many kids were on the sidewalk, we all piled in and rode to the local diary queen or we made these fantastic grape soda ice cream floats in the kitchen.

Our fun came from long rides exploring the country side. The challenge was to see how many fox you could spot. We would drive over to Drayton Plains and Watch the parachute jumpers. And we would spend long days at the state park.

It was all so simple, but so much fun. Dads, whether you are in the home or not, make it a point to spend warm, quality, simple time with your children. You can’t underestimate the impact of that.

My dad is still alive today, I am 55 he is 84.

Thanks Dad for a Wonderful Life.

It Takes A Village To Raise A Child, This Is My Village Project.

Take Care Of Your Village,

The Village Mother

The Things We Take For Granted

I opened the fridge to get a glass of juice. I turned back to put the juice away. Oh no! Panic set in. The fridge was dark. Flip the lights, fuse okay. Open the door again, still dark. Push the little light button, but nothing happened. I close the door and whisper a silent prayer.  HMMMMM, just then the fan kicks in. Thank Goodness, it is only a blown bulb.


I never realized the importance of that little bulb in the back of the fridge. So I began to think, what other mundane things do we take for granted? Tissue in the bathroom? Soap in the closet?





What about the things that make our lives easier or more interesting?


Here are some things that we would all miss.









television since the 30’s Color TV cable TV since the 40’s VCR DVD MP3 electronic download







microwave they cost around $500 in 1967


The Car. The best development of all times. The keyed ignition you’ve seen the hand crank on old movies. Automatic transmission Everything was a stick shift.











Cell Phones





computers copy machines


the furnace, beats the fireplace or iron stove.


pre packaged food Jiffy mix shake N bake and hamburger helper, were the start of it all.


Vanilla Flavoring not widely available before 1900



Remember, it all started somewhere. We are thankful that it all exists. Let’s not take it all for granted.




Are you living life or letting life happen?


Sometimes we get so hung up in just surviving, that we forget how to live life. We don’t make any plans for the future. We don’t dream big, we don’t dream at all We don’t hope. We just get up in the morning, have our coffee and let life happen.

This is no way to live. The old saying goes, Plan like you will live forever and Live like you might die tomorrow.

So tell me, what plans do you currently have for 2014, I’m not talking resolutions and life improvement stuff. Real Plans, one thing that you intend to do no matter what.

Do you have a bucket list? A wish list? Do you have a list of any kind?

When was the last time you played outside with the kids, the neighbors kids, the nieces and nephews. Jump Rope, Hoola Hoop, Frozen tag with funny poses. MR FOX!!

When was the last time that you went anywhere on a whim? Even at $3.50 a Gallon you can still take a 1 tank car trip.

Do you hate that you never took that art class, music class, camping trip?

Wat is taking so long for you to shoot for that dream job?

I once told a friend that we have 5 or 6 lives in our lifetime. You are a child until 15, you are a teenager til 20, they call you a young adult until 25 and then you are expected to get serious about the business of life. Get a real job, buy a house, settle down, have kids. UUGH!! where is the fun in that? Then you become an ADULT a Senior Citizen, after all of that you become grandparents.

If you don’t have a plan you will wake up to a stiff back, achy knees, and glasses that you can’t do without. So get a pencil make a list. Plan something and live life to the fullest.

Use the comment box to share your list with us, you might inspire someone else.

The Perfect Cure For Boredom

 Everyday after school, I pick up my grandson.   When I got to the school, on Friday,  it seemed that all of the kids were extra excited about being out of school on a beautiful fall afternoon.

We were home exactly 2 minutes when he announced,; I’m bored, shzshzshz .   Bored? How can that be? There are a hundred toys, a thousand books, a dozen puzzles, and TV.  But, the child was bored.

Because it was a beautiful day, we sat on the porch.   When his dad arrived, my grandson discovered an empty juice bottle in the car.  The bottle instantly became a football.  He threw that bottle, and himself all over the yard for the next half hour.

If an empty juice bottle can be the cure for boredom, why do I have a hundred toys, a thousand books a dozen puzzles and TV in the first place.

I suppose, that it is just as true today,  as it was when I was raising my children;

There is nothing wrong, with exercising your imagination.

The next time one of your children comes to you and says I’m bored, find them an empty juice bottle, it will keep them occupied for at least half an hour.

It takes a village to raise a child and this is My Village Project.

Take Care of Your Village

The Village Mother.