Launch of "The Living Room" TODAY!!

thelivingroom_031I’m beyond excited to laugh, learn, and let you know about The Living room! Join me and six fabulous women, wives, and mothers for this online “radio” show that shares value-based thoughts on being a woman, wife, and mother. We’re women of various ages and stages of life with a common desire to do good and support each other in our ordinarily but really extraordinary life roles.
We’ll be doing a live “Google” video from 10 a.m. to 10:30 a.m. MST, sharing thoughts on how we got started with our monthly get-together morphed into radio show experience. After that it’s a mix of downloading our 30-minute radio shows on motherhood, marriage, and self-care. We’ll be Facebook chatting in between to add more thoughts and connect with your insights.
Throughout we’ll also be doing super giveaways for fun books and gifts!
Join us from 10-12:30, TODAY, Tuesday the 16th, at www.facebook.com/fromthelivingroom, or on any of these social media sites:
Instagram: www.Instagram.com/livingroomsocial
Facebook: www.facebook.com/fromthelivingroom
Twitter: www.twitter.com/livingroomshow7
Hope to chat with you there!
Hugs,
Connie

Launch of “The Living Room” TODAY!!

thelivingroom_031I’m beyond excited to laugh, learn, and let you know about The Living room! Join me and six fabulous women, wives, and mothers for this online “radio” show that shares value-based thoughts on being a woman, wife, and mother. We’re women of various ages and stages of life with a common desire to do good and support each other in our ordinarily but really extraordinary life roles.
We’ll be doing a live “Google” video from 10 a.m. to 10:30 a.m. MST, sharing thoughts on how we got started with our monthly get-together morphed into radio show experience. After that it’s a mix of downloading our 30-minute radio shows on motherhood, marriage, and self-care. We’ll be Facebook chatting in between to add more thoughts and connect with your insights.
Throughout we’ll also be doing super giveaways for fun books and gifts!
Join us from 10-12:30, TODAY, Tuesday the 16th, at www.facebook.com/fromthelivingroom, or on any of these social media sites:
Instagram: www.Instagram.com/livingroomsocial

Facebook: www.facebook.com/fromthelivingroom

Twitter: www.twitter.com/livingroomshow7

Hope to chat with you there!
Hugs,
Connie

Sneak Peek at The Living Room show!

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What happens when you get seven women, wives and mothers with fabulously different personalities, fierce core beliefs, various life stages, and a whole lot of humor?

You get The Living Room.

It began so unexpectedly. We had been among those invited last year to participate in the Listen to Your Mother celebration of Mother’s Day—an evening of monologues about loving and living the daily walk of motherhood. Afterward, I invited these six women to meet, connect, eat, and encourage each other in our roles.

What happened was magic.

During our impromptu chats, we’d bring up a subject—i.e. teaching our children values—and within minutes the conversation would spark with profound thoughts, book resources, time-tested practices, and hilarious experiences. We shared good things, hard things, and ways to solve things. We agreed about the lack of value-based helps in the media for moms. We wondered how we could make a difference in our small ways as everyday mothers. We laughed, we cried, we pondered, and after it all, we went home happier and ready to take on the next phase of the day.

Though we only met once a month, and with our kids swirling and playing around us, at one of these meetings the idea was born—“Hey, this could make a great radio show.” It hit home–Why, yes, it could!

All of us—Michelle, Kate, Heather, Jodi, Jana, Christie, and myself—realized something fabulous was happening, and maybe could make a difference. And we could make that difference once a month, with our kids in tow, and in our pajamas if needed.

Bingo.

Utilizing everyone’s amazing unknown talents, we found all the needed aspects covered—tech, content, organization, treats, and of course, humor (that would be Kate.) We recorded several shows, got the website going, and said big time prayers that all planets would align as needed along the way. And they have!

So dear friends, I’m beyond thrilled to bring you this internet radio experience. We test the waters with our three-hour morning launch on June 16th, offering you an uplifting alternative to everyday media. Enjoy a show, chat, and connection with real women, sharing life stories, in our new show, The Living Room. Launch time is from 9 a.m. to 12 p.m. on Facebook and all social media, featuring live and recorded shows that morning.

Come in, get comfy, and join the conversation. Get ready to give yourself and your family a little more Living Room.

Hugs,

Connie

Launching June 16th 10am MST at www.FromTheLivingRoom.com

Insider Scoops on The Living Room!

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What do you get when you mix seven women, 27 kids with 2 more on the way, modern technology, and a desire to do good? 

You get The Living Room, a sparkling radio show that’s a value-based answer to negative-based media.

Do you ever wonder if you’re the only mom who feeds her kids raw cookie dough? Drives the kids to school in her PJs? Or “cooks” her husband cereal for dinner? Do you need more laughter and less loudness, more self-love and less self-loathing, more joy and less judgment?

You’re not alone.

Come to The Living Room, a place we get comfy, candid, and confident together. Come seeking sanctuary and sisterhood and leave feeling renewed. We’re saving a seat for you!

Give yourself and your family some Living Room today.

Launching June 16th,10 a.m. at www.FromTheLivingRoom.com

Europe Rewind #1 Mom & Me Moment

Throughout that once-in-a-lifetime experience of visiting our old home roots of Great Britain, it was hard to choose the top most meaningful moment.
However, I think it had to be the series of incredibly fortunate events that led to us finding a Scottish grave.
This was a loving pursuit on several levels–her grandparents were more like parents (her grandmother raised her) and had been buried without a marker. Then another person had been buried on top of that grave with a marker. Having only been there once as a young child, she had just found out the name and gravesite and wanted to get closure, as well as get a headstone made for her grandparents.
Before leaving, my mother had retrieved the key information to lead us where we needed to go. However, on the one Scotland morning we had to find the grave, the information paper was gone. We both looked at each other, had a prayer, and in essence said, We’re going on faith, but we’re going.
At first we spent our time finding the wrong cemetery (who knew there were two completely different St. Kentigerns in two completely different places?) But once there, we located a tiny building, maybe the size of a park restroom. As we opened the “front” door, we were greeted with tables and chairs and file cabinets, all stacked in the way so we couldn’t get in.
After waiting we connected with a worker, a kind young man, and shared our situation—we needed information back to 1983. He shook his head and said truly apologetically that their records only went back to 1985. Were we going to miss this whole thing by two paltry years? Saying an internal prayer we asked if he could at least check. He seemed a little doubtful as he told us they were fixing up the building so everything was out of place, but he went in and checked.
Literally not more than five minutes later he comes out with a worn handwritten book with “1983” written on the front. We all sat down on the steps as he turned the pages—all in pencil or cursive ink handwriting—and by page three, there it was. We thanked him profusely and he then added it was a ways onto the property (a huge cemetery) but they were working down that way today and could give us a lift. Once there, we actually found the stone because of mom’s remembering “a big oak tree” nearby—which there was!
The next several moments we spent there, I honestly can’t express. They were so tender, sacred, and emotional. A feeling came to me: this experience, this particular experience, you needed to be here to share with your mother. That ultimately, the whole trip came down to this moment.
As the gentleman returned us to the entrance of the cemetery to wait for a taxi, my mom and I sat on the park-type bench. It was an atypical sunny day—peaceful and quiet—and we were of the same feeling. She turned to me and said, “I have to tell you that I felt like you were supposed to be here today.” We both felt it, knew it, and were emotionally connected by it.
From that moment on, we had beautiful, marvelous, and memorable experiences in Europe. But the tender mercies that led to finding the grave, to sharing those moments with my mother, to connecting three generations of strong Scottish women, was truly the most memorable of all.
Thank you for sharing this journey and these special moments with me. I’m so grateful to my Heavenly Father above and my fabulous family right here for making that incredible experience possible. My hope is for you to enjoy a memorable Mom & Me or family connection this year–desire it, envision it, and just do it.

Best,
Connie
[To view all of the Top Ten Mom & Me Moments, simply go to Instagram, #Europerewind.]

Europe Rewind #1 Mom & Me Moment

Throughout that once-in-a-lifetime experience of visiting our old home roots of Great Britain, it was hard to choose the top most meaningful moment.

However, I think it had to be the series of incredibly fortunate events that led to us finding a Scottish grave.

This was a loving pursuit on several levels–her grandparents were more like parents (her grandmother raised her) and had been buried without a marker. Then another person had been buried on top of that grave with a marker. Having only been there once as a young child, she had just found out the name and gravesite and wanted to get closure, as well as get a headstone made for her grandparents.

Before leaving, my mother had retrieved the key information to lead us where we needed to go. However, on the one Scotland morning we had to find the grave, the information paper was gone. We both looked at each other, had a prayer, and in essence said, We’re going on faith, but we’re going.

At first we spent our time finding the wrong cemetery (who knew there were two completely different St. Kentigerns in two completely different places?) But once there, we located a tiny building, maybe the size of a park restroom. As we opened the “front” door, we were greeted with tables and chairs and file cabinets, all stacked in the way so we couldn’t get in.

After waiting we connected with a worker, a kind young man, and shared our situation—we needed information back to 1983. He shook his head and said truly apologetically that their records only went back to 1985. Were we going to miss this whole thing by two paltry years? Saying an internal prayer we asked if he could at least check. He seemed a little doubtful as he told us they were fixing up the building so everything was out of place, but he went in and checked.

Literally not more than five minutes later he comes out with a worn handwritten book with “1983” written on the front. We all sat down on the steps as he turned the pages—all in pencil or cursive ink handwriting—and by page three, there it was. We thanked him profusely and he then added it was a ways onto the property (a huge cemetery) but they were working down that way today and could give us a lift. Once there, we actually found the stone because of mom’s remembering “a big oak tree” nearby—which there was!

The next several moments we spent there, I honestly can’t express. They were so tender, sacred, and emotional. A feeling came to me: this experience, this particular experience, you needed to be here to share with your mother. That ultimately, the whole trip came down to this moment.

As the gentleman returned us to the entrance of the cemetery to wait for a taxi, my mom and I sat on the park-type bench. It was an atypical sunny day—peaceful and quiet—and we were of the same feeling. She turned to me and said, “I have to tell you that I felt like you were supposed to be here today.” We both felt it, knew it, and were emotionally connected by it.

From that moment on, we had beautiful, marvelous, and memorable experiences in Europe. But the tender mercies that led to finding the grave, to sharing those moments with my mother, to connecting three generations of strong Scottish women, was truly the most memorable of all.

Thank you for sharing this journey and these special moments with me. I’m so grateful to my Heavenly Father above and my fabulous family right here for making that incredible experience possible. My hope is for you to enjoy a memorable Mom & Me or family connection this year–desire it, envision it, and just do it.

Best,
Connie
[To view all of the Top Ten Mom & Me Moments, simply go to Instagram, #Europerewind.]

#3 The Miracle of Paisley

As I do a pictorial and written rewind of my Mom & Me Europe Adventure, I have to spend a little more time on this one because of the amazing series of tender mercies we experienced.

After seeing Glasgow—my mother’s old “home” land—we spent the next and only day on the schedule going to Paisley (actually, we had only a morning). I hadn’t been there since I was a little girl and could hardly remember much. But the feeling of being back where I used to live over 40 years ago, right here in Scotland, I can’t describe. Like walking a winding path and continually looking around the corner to what was next—what would I see, what would it feel like, what would I remember?

The first tender mercy was finding the perfect cab driver. He pulled up to our hotel and we hopped in, not realizing he was divinely handpicked. We headed for a known landmark, my “primary” school as it’s called, Brediland as it was named, and found it still functioning (barely) after 50 years. Yes, I will say it—it was so SMALL. But as I stood in the corridor with the poster showing this year’s uniforms, I had to chuckle—theirs were CUTE. Mine had been a drab gray jumper with striped tie and thick black shoes (THAT I remember).

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As we left and began driving, I mentioned to the cabbie that I had lived there (without my mother at the time) but lamented I didn’t know more about where. Out of the blue he asked what I remembered. I said, Nothing really. Then I added, almost laughingly, “A stinky creek, lots of dense foliage, and a white house. That’s it.”

Incredibly, he pauses, thinking, then looks at me in the rearview mirror and says, “I think I know where that might be.” Because it turns out he used to drive a bus years ago, IN THAT VERY SAME EXACT SPECIFIC AREA (30 minutes from where we had hired him). After a few minutes, we crest a hill and as we come down I see to the right a cobblestone wall with a white sign and black lettering: CROSS ROADS. And I start to cry. I remember seeing that sign every single day as I walked home from school (and yes, it really was miles and miles, uphill both ways, as the cabbie confirmed). That one amazing detail confirmed we were on the right path.

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We turned onto the street. There it was, on the left, my childhood home—still there and still white. I jumped out of the car and ran to the side of the house to look down the back, ensuring it was the right house. Same sloped backyard, but best of all, the SAME STINKY CREEK SMELL! Who knew I would appreciate that 40 years later. We spent hours playing in that creek, imagination games and hide-n-seek, and all while in unknown desperate need of a Tetanus shot.

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What a moment. I can’t express the core tender place this touched. Sights, sounds, experiences came back to me that I hadn’t remembered in years. For a minute I stood still and took it in, knowing I might never be back.

Afterward, I wished but couldn’t express my gratitude to that amazing, perfectly appointed cab driver for being part of giving me this Paisley miracle. And grateful again to be sharing this once-in-a-lifetime mother-daughter experience with my Scottish “mum”.

Best,

Connie

Friday Goodies For You!!

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Best,

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Best,

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From a Mother in the Trenches…

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I have to pause and celebrate one of the neatest women I know who just did something hard, for something so very good.

My good friend, Quinn Silcox, survived the experience of helping her husband survive a rare form of cancer. It was the very same kind of cancer that took her father’s life.

From those experiences, I saw that she chose to give back by doing something hard. This admittedly non-techie, non-uber fundraising mother of three agreed to create her part for a national cancer fundraising campaign. This video is just one aspect of the time, energy, and effort that went into the months-long, daily dos and nightly sleep-deprivation campaign.

Her tireless efforts raised an incredible $60,000.

That’s by a MOM! A focused, purpose-driven mother. I’m in awe of what she’s done (she will hunt me down for saying these things). And by extension thank all amazing, focused, purpose-driven wonderful mothers this month who use the trials they’ve been handed to turn around and do great good, even if it’s simply but powerfully to comfort another in their time of need.

I invite you to watch this short video she made of her and her family’s journey. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v0QuVsfeF-U. It’s worth your time. I laughed, cried, and literally wanted to BE this family. Absolutely inspiring.

Then please thank a loved one for doing something hard, or inspiring, or outreaching. This is Mother’s Month and that means we get to pause and admire these women who make the world a better, brighter, more beautiful place.

Love,

Connie