Wednesday, April 17, 2019

College Admissions Scandal and Lori Loughlin . . .

I sit here thinking. So many people are playing the lottery every day wishing for millions of dollars to change their lives. Years ago I read or saw a show on many of these winners whose lives were changed for the worse after winning all that money. It makes you think. Maybe money is the root of all evil. How many celebrities have died because they had the money to buy themselves small planes to fly and then crashed? And what brings all this back to mind is this Lori Loughlin scandal and everything about it.  

Here is a couple, Lori and her husband, who had more money than they could ever spend. Beautiful homes. Two very beautiful girls. Everything you could ever want in life and then some. But, at the end of the day, all that wasn't enough. They didn't teach their children to have a strong work ethic because, hey, money is pouring in and they didn't need to work hard in school to secure a good future for themselves like most kids with working parents. The girls knew they would always be taken care of and could basically live without a care in the world or follow their dreams to the ends of the earth. But, Lori and her husband had their own dreams for the girls. They would have both money and a college education at USC. No other college would do. So they used what they had . . . money . . . to "help" get their girls into a dream school and ultimately get the college degree that neither of the parents had. The 500K was just a drop in the bucket for them. They never considered the consequences or the moral and ethical lessons they were modeling for their children. And now, thanks to their lack of integrity, honesty and morals BUT plenty of money, they have turned all their lives upside down. The girls will not get the college education the parents dreamed of for them, instead they face worldwide disgrace and embarrassment. One girl lost her dream job as a social media influencer. Instead, she gets hate tweets and backlash for the actions of her parents and loses her sponsors, followers and money. Lori lost her job which kept her in the limelight in a favorable way. Yes, she is still in the limelight, but as the face of the largest college admissions scandal and looking at some serious prison time. Not a good look. And ironically, instead of helping her children, she ended up hurting them more than anyone else ever did.

Lori claims to have a strong religious faith, but somehow her religious beliefs didn't stop her from doing any number of illegal things necessary to commit these crimes. How does she reconcile her religious beliefs which are grounded in morality and her own actions? It's beyond me. There has to be at least a couple of commandments broken in all this.

Lori says God will get her through this, she did nothing any other parent wouldn't have done, she had good intentions and the judge will see that, and she is convinced she did nothing wrong. So instead of taking a plea, admitting guilt (for which there is plenty of evidence), apologizing and getting 6 months prison time, she and her husband now face a possible 40 years prison time. All of this thanks to their money and sense of entitlement. It really blows my mind that you could have everything you want in life AND peace of mind, and throw it all away. How can anyone do something so stupid and lose what's most important?



Maybe this is why I don't run out and play the mega lottery. We all think our lives would change for the better, but we can never know what twists and turns and temptations would be waiting for us if we were suddenly rich. I know, I can hear everyone saying it won't happen to me or they would take the risk if they could just win millions. I don't know. I always remember hearing, "as long as you have your health, you have everything." For my part, I am happy without hitting the lottery. We worked hard for all we have and we raised our girls to have a strong work ethic and good values. We are blessed and thankful . . . and we can sleep good at night.

Sunday, April 7, 2019

Empty Nest Syndrome . . .

The nest is empty. My  younger daughter has moved out. Yesterday was the first official day of the next phase of Act III of our lives. It's going to take some adjusting for me. In Act I of my life I dreamed of being a mother. In Act II of my life I was blessed to have two beautiful girls to love, nurture and raise. In Act III I am left with my husband and a small olive tree to take care of. The cycle of life. This is how it's supposed to be. I know it, everyone knows it. It's not that I am not happy for my girls. In fact, truth be told, I always prayed they would find young men who would love, honor and be true life partners. They have both found love and what more can I ask for? Nothing. But it's a bitter-sweet moment for me. I'm going to indulge myself with a little pity party today and then get over it.

I remember a scene from the movie, "Marty," where one of the old Italian sisters laments to the the other about her son moving out. She asks her, "What are you gonna do when Marty gets married? What are you gonna do? You have nobody to cook for, nobody to clean for. It's a terrible life, I tell you."  A bit overdramatic, but I'm sure many a mom has felt that way. We always know this day is coming and somehow we are never totally prepared for it. We can still be mothers, but from a distance.

My older daughter moved out three and a half years ago. I had a half-empty nest. That wasn't so bad. In fact, I found my own little ways to keep mothering without interfering. Every week, before I go food shopping, I always asks if she needs anything from the store. If I see items she uses or likes on sale, I'll pick them up and drop them off or wait till she visits to give them to her. If I cook something I know she enjoys, I'll make extra for her and deliver it. Today I am making her some egg salad that she can eat for breakfast this week. Little things like that make me feel like I am still doing something useful.  I'll probably do the same for my younger daughter.  Once a mom, always a mom.

In a couple of months my first grandchild will arrive. It's a baby girl. She's coming at the perfect time in my life and I know she will be the love of my life . . . of all our lives. I can't wait for her to get here and so I can relive all the moments and things I shared with my girls. I think I'll make a wonderful grandma and spoil her with just the right amount of indulgences. I am looking forward to watching my daughter as she raises her own daughter. I am curious to see her mothering style and how it might be similar and different than mine. I'll be ready with advice, if she needs it. My little empty nest may start to fill up with grandchildren, and I will love them all and look forward to their visits.

But today I miss being a mom. I miss the days when my girls were growing up. Every stage they went through was wonderful. We made the most of our time together. I treasure every moment of raising my girls and I always will.