Simply sharing POSITIVE thoughts, feelings and advice...

6 months ago, I created a wonderful Facebook page, "Simply sharing POSITIVE thoughts, feelings and advice", which is a safe place where we, women only, can share whatever is truly on our minds, receive positive feed back and helpful insights without judgment nor negativity.

In doing so, we share many of our positive thoughts, feelings, advice and pertinent quotes/sayings/stories. I explain to the women on the page that we are beautiful inside and out. There is absolutely NO judgment.

And, we are there for each other.

I have been asked by many why did I start this page? In all honesty, it was what I was seeing in my newsfeed on my Facebook. As I have mentioned before Facebook has kept me sane and alive. I needed a place where I could freely express myself and be heard or maybe not. But it is MY wall in which I have control over in one or a few parts of my life. I can write whatever is on my mind. In other areas of my life, I am powerless of what will happen in my future...I can only resolve that THIS is the place where I can feel liberated and happy!

I began noticing that there were alot of my female friends and friends of friends who were either posting or commenting very sad stories of their lives...breakups, family conflicts (spouses, mothers/fathers, sisters/brothers, daughters/sons, work related woes, BFF-best friends forever- relationships and etc.) the ups and downs of all areas of LIFE and etc. I, too, was going through alot of painful challenges and growing. AND, it seemed that the frustrations and anger were building and increasing over time.

I thought to myself, "Why not start a page where women could truly express themselves and NOT feel judged or scorned?" I only looked at one other page on Facebook to this similar idea I had in mind and decided that I would start one with just my circle of friends. This is one of those situations where you wonder, "Why didn't I start this sooner?"

Ahh a ~ sweet ~ sigh I'm letting out here.

I am amazed, impressed and in awe of the beautiful women who have come to join together in such a way that I am truly blessed to witness such wonderful bonding and trust being established. The open-mindedness, the honesty, the respect for one another is nothing I had seen nor experienced in my life...and this is all online on Facebook. Sigh, yes...online.

We have all come together finding such a warm and wonderful place of comfort. It has a sorority feel to it...a sisterhood of spirituality has formulated here. We all feel so blessed to have found each other through this group of empowering and beautiful women through and through. It started with just my circle of friends and then somehow grew from outside interests looking...more like peeking in here! I had no idea how the dynamics of this group was going to change so quickly.

The interaction is lively, upbeat, refreshing and most of all down to earth! At first when I saw the group growing I was really nervous...it was like having a whole new classroom of freshman starting in high school. I didn't realize that I had the settings on the group page to allow everyone (the current members) add whomever they felt like inviting. So, all these personalities overwhelmed me. Now I have it set for the administrators - that being me and another designated administrator - who are the only two to be able to accept "to be added to the group" requests.

Now, I feel there is a sense of keeping the group at peace and in harmony.

Each day I wake up I so enjoy seeing the activities that have occurred while asleep. That is the fun of this page as we have a group of ladies from England and Hungary with the time difference being 8 hours. Then there are members on the East Coast with 3 hours difference. And then there is the West Coast group! So there is constant flurry of sharing, laughter, tears of both joy and some sadness ( a reality of life), issues discussed and just a array of conversations passed between each other.

It's simply and positively pure magic!

THIS is the group of friends that I hold so dear to me. I feel I have a better sense of purpose- as a friend so kindly pointed to me that I LOVE people, especially the special women here, and am a TRUE friend. My positive attributes that I possess are listening intently with great focus; sharing with honesty and open mindedness; to be humble when listening and advising from the heart; to love unconditionally and most of all showing integrity with compassion.

When I look at the fantastic personalities that have come into this group, I see all of these women with such natural beauty both inside and out. To me, not only do they have a heart of gold each...they are ALL simply and positively "Beautiful in My Eyes"...




Each beautiful lady in this group knows how I deeply think about them AND feel for them...we are positively united and empowered.

I will leave you on this note with a great BIG grin...

One of my members posted this on our wall and it resonates how this group feels for each other; our perspective on how we see our lives that have been changing in a positive way; increasing our self-esteem; lowering our expectations; reveling in great strides of self love and loving life!



May you all find a group of friends who can share such a beautiful and mutual respect for one another with such wonderful compassion as we are experiencing here.

NOTE: Men...you would benefit being a part of a men's only positive thinking group! ;-)

Everyday is actually Mother's Day for me...

Note: I've posted this on my Facebook wall but am adding more for my blog here.


Happy Mother's Day!


Last night, as I was watching my mother look at my "homemade" Mother's Day card, I had to hold back my tears of happiness as we were with my daughter, Amanda and her boyfriend.


Everyday is truly Mother's Day for me...

My mother has been there for me through thick and thin in my 41 years I have been here in the United States. I owe her everything and more. The last ten(+)years have been a true testament of her faith and belief in me to get my life straightened out. I could not have done it without her, and of course the rest of my family and friends - included!

I have had the best support team and as I write this I am full of tears and joy to be blessed with Mom and ALL OF YOU in my life!

She has been my rock even when I treated her badly. That's what mothers are for, I've been told. Those times are no longer...thank GOODNESS!

She taught me so much...baking (my greatest passion!); encouraging me to write (another great passion!); volunteering for her HALO humanitarian cause - working with the special needs children - in the school library and etc. (yet, ANOTHER great passion); being a true friend by listening; to love life and people from the bottom of my heart; to be true to myself - not letting others have a negative effect in my life; to know that I am INDEED a good person...mother, wife, sister, aunt and etc.

Most of all...Mom has given me...HER unconditional love. AND, the true meaning of living and to respect it.


You only live once so live it to the fullest.


So, when I recently removed all the drama and chaos that I allowed in my life, it really came to me that I can now truly begin to live. I can breathe. I can see. I can hear. I can talk. ALL this I can do clearly and with a clean conscience. The things I do NOW is done with an open mind, honesty and with gratitude. Thank you, Mom, for showing me this.

Thank you Mom for everyday I live...I get to have another chance of living with you along my side cheering me on here.

This is the song you remembered us as little girls singing in the back of the car...IT was really me who started this singing as I was in the Brookstone School choir with Mrs. Summerall. Wink!



Mom, "You Light Up My Life"...everyday through the good times and the challenging times...always.


I, also, thank you...Amanda and Jack for being here for me and allowing me to be a better Mom...growing in love with you all over again - stronger and healthier.

Everyday is INDEED a Mother's Day for me.

AND...thank you again, Mom, for being my mother and best friend.

I love you always and forever, Mom. From my heart to your heart.

A Time for Reflecting...

As I sit here at my desk on the computer, I hear and watch the rain quietly falling against my window. The photo of my office space off from the kitchen up above looking out was taken when it was snowing.

This is my time for reflecting...of how much stronger and more determined I am NOW to getting back my life. I had something that has forever affected my life 18 months ago. What it was is not important to share here BUT the dire consequences and impact it had on my life is immeasurable to my inner growth and spirit to live rather than die.

My health deteriorated into near death, my mental state was questionable and my judgment was clouded. I couldn't function. At that time, I did NOT want to function. I really didn't want to live. I asked myself alot of questions and beginning with this one...WHY? Why do I want to live?? Who cares? I just screw up left and right. No one should care about me as they all have their own problems to take notice.

I didn't eat. Well, I did eat but very minimal amounts. In fact, I remember from my childhood, I detested eating. It wasn't because I wanted to be skinny. I simply did NOT want to eat. Even to this day, IF I didn't have to eat I wouldn't. Yes, THAT is the truth. I eat to appease those who love me even now. I still don't like to eat.

It's strange to hear this from a person who relishes in cooking and baking. Strange, right? Yes, IT IS. I cannot pinpoint when this came about in my life. I just dislike food. There. I have said it and am sharing this.

So, when I was going through what I went previous to these past 18 months, eating food was a HUGE struggle. It got to the point where I weighed 80 pounds standing at 4'10 1/". Yes, this was alarming to others around me and especially to myself. I was all bones...disgustingly skeletal...very scary to even look at without a doubt.

I gave up on myself. I lost self-respect. I lost hope. I felt I had nothing at this point in my life. I felt very sorry for myself. I this. I that. I (me)...that's all I was thinking about then.

When my health deteriorated to the point that death was just around the corner, I came to a realization that I was being VERY being selfish.

On October 6th, 2009, I lay in bed with just a cup of water by my bedside wondering WHAT the hell was I thinking. WHO the hell was I to be doing this to my family - wonderful Amanda and Jack, my husband, Damon, my mother, my siblings - AND my dear friends?? I couldn't get out of bed for my weightless body could barely move.

I am NOT a religious person at all....and goodness knows I am surprised that I still am not now. But, that is another entry for a later time. Anyway, I laid there in bed and DID say to my Higher Power..."IF YOU will give me a sign that directs me to the will to live, show it to me, please?".

In all honesty, there was NO sign. If there was and is, I suspect that having memories flash before me would have been one NOT the sign. I decided RIGHT there and then to live.

I WANTED TO LIVE.

I asked Damon, my mother, family and friends for help in a way I never asked before. THIS time it was genuine. I really wanted to get better...health wise and mental wise.

As I was getting better, my attitude became more positive NOT completely but it was getting there. Growing up is never easy...we are constantly growing until the day we die. At least that is how I see it and feel it now.

In the past I hid behind humor that really wasn't funny. It was MORE like sarcasm than it was humor. IT was not appreciated nor welcomed...and rightly so. Sarcasm, lack of respect of my friends feelings and thoughts, lack of judgment calls and etc...lost me valuable friendships. I have since continued to constantly learn to do the opposite.

In fact, my recent bout of pneumonia last month (February) which had me on bed rest gave me this time to truly reflect on my life. Being selfish was the foremost on my mind. I was NOT being genuine. If it took to being sick to come to this realization about myself then I am glad I was sick for those first 3 weeks in February with the pneumonia.

For the last 9 months I worked at our local Shoreline (Washington - USA) Costco as a demo sampler.



It was a great job for the interim of my personal time off from my job with the Shoreline School District as a substitute paraeducator working with the special needs children. This experience gave me an insight of what it takes to work with the general public. I worked at Nordstrom a long time ago and though...wow(!) that was hard BUT this brought my confidence level with the public to a whole new level.

The stresses of what people are going through nowawdays is enough to marvel how most of us are able to survive. I was amazed to see the dynamics of the members and us, the demo samplers. Again, that will be another fun entry at a later time.

My hat is off to those who endure the ups and downs with the general public. I have never had to SMILE so much in my life and you all KNOW how I love to smile. Smiling here...truly! I wish my former co-workers and boss all the best and thank them tremendously for the wonderful experience I had when I was working at Costco there. I will cherish every moment I had there NOT a one goes without my thanks.

It was hard to decide to move on to a newer path in my life. I LOVED my job, my boss, my co-workers and of course, the Costco members (the lovely ones AND the not so lovely ones). BUT, it was time for me to focus on what I want to achieve the rest of my life...and being at this was no longer a part of this change. I will forever grateful for the opportunity I had.

I want to give back to the community what I have been given...a LIFE. And want to help those who need or want to be shown that life is worth living. IF I can survive a life threatening situation and come out of it a BETTER person, so can you. Just believe in yourself...YOU HAVE TO in order to survive.

Having been adopted by my parents here in the United States in March 1970, I have truly been blessed with all that has been given to me that I, otherwise, would NOT have had I been left at the orphanage, An Lac, in Saigon, Vietnam.

As I leave you here until I write again, this is the basis of my book I am writing...giving thanks for the life I have been given as I see "people walking, people talking". I nearly lost my life because of my dire situation I was living and am ALIVE to share what I experienced and how I am overcoming the consequences and impact of the direct selfishness and lack of respect for others in my life. AND, I want share more than what I have shared here...this is a continuation of my life as it is in the present. AND with the wonderful moral, caring and loving support team that I have now...I can do this sharing with you.

I am here NOW. I am LIVING. I love LIFE. I love you ALL.

I have a saying that I have chosen to use for my signing off here each time I leave you.

Have a terrific day...most of the day if you can...everyday! :)

Thank you, Mrs. Gwen Hart, my Fifth Grade English teacher...for my passion to write.

I know that it has been awhile since my last entry. The last one was an emotional one that words cannot express how deeply I felt and was affected. I could not write after that entry. Now I am able to return to writing.

Thank you for waiting. Many friends and family have encouraged me to get back to writing. SO here goes...



As I sit here on my computer in my kitchen/office listening to my favorite music, I find this quiet time here at the house an excellent opportunity to write without any interruptions. Therefore, I am here to try and write all that I am feeling and thinking...to my heart's delight.

So, please make some time to read this. Sit back, grab a cup of coffee, tea or other favorite beverage and enjoy ...!

When I write, it is from my heart as I have been told. I am beginning to see and believe it. I feel that there is no "right" style here in my blog. IT is MY personal blog for me to share what it is I want. AND, what I want to share is laughter, smiles, my joys, my sadness, my desires, my challenges...whatever my heart feels...it wants to truly share.

First, I want to share HOW it is that I came to love to write. It was my Fifth grade teacher, Mrs. Gwen Hart from Brookstone School in Columbus, Georgia. Mrs. Hart took me under her wings to teach me that writing is the powerful key to communication. If it is success you want in life, writing is one of the many paths to take.

I, also, want to say a big thank you to my mother, Betty Tisdale. She has made a copy of each and every e-mail she has received from me. And, as she has read each one of them, she has told me that it would make for a great book. There in lies the inspiration to my writing this blog and my book. A BIG heartfelt thank you, Mom! You truly have inspired me as well!

A wonderful sigh here...I will never forget what Mrs. Hart said to me.

"Don't HOLD back, Lien...share what you feel and are thinking. People will want to hear what you have to say. Your yearning to learn and to share are ultimate gifts you possess. Lien, just keep writing and let the words come out. Everything will come together in sentences, then into paragraphs, then into chapters and then so forth. It will all flow into something...a book, who knows?"

Those are the words she shared (in her fabulous Southern drawl) with me long ago yet feels like it was just yesterday. Writing has always been a passion of mine more so than ever. Writing a book back then never entered my mind. It has been through the urging of my family and friends as of late that I finally decided to start with this blog being the foundation of ultimately writing my book.

It took one person as I was growing up in Columbus to make a difference in my life, Mrs. Hart. There were so many times that I felt inadequate in some of the ways I tried to communicate with people and on paper because deep inside I kept thinking that English was my second language and would not be able to master it. Mrs. Hart's passion and desire to help me (and/or anyone in my class) to succeed in writing , spelling and grammar made that huge difference with my outlook in my own life.

I remember those afternoons after school with Mrs. Hart. All day during the school day I kept my excitement of getting the one on one lessons with Mrs. Hart. No interruptions...just us. Albeit, there were a few occasions that was not the case. Mrs. Hart was so patient with me which gave me more determination to show her the same respect by truly learning English - writing and speaking correctly. I listened to her. I did the extra homework that was given to me in addition to the regular homework she gave in class. Later in my life I am learning that you need to really work at it as you are indeed worth it!

I was DETERMINED to succeed in writing! And, I wanted to finally have something in my life that meant something dear to me...writing!

English is a HARD language. I still don't get alot of it but I am able to use resources that was not available to me back then such as "Googling". Back then, we used a book called, The Webster's Dictionary for spelling and grammar. NOT sure how often it is used as we now have online spelling check and places for grammar. I am wondering as I write this IF Mrs. Hart uses the online spell check like the rest of us? I bet she does! Wink!

I do not wish to bore you with all the details of the dangling sentences, NOT ending sentences with a preposition, using the correct verbiage and ETC.! It's from the heart that is the basis in writing which is what I am conveying here.

The passion I put into my writing I feel Mrs. Hart sitting next to me here as if she were my cheerleader waiting for the quarterback to throw that touchdown!

It took one person, as I was growing up in Columbus, to make a difference in my life. It was my Fifth Grade teacher, Mrs. Gwen Hart, who inspired me to do something I thought I could never do with English being my second language.

I had someone who believed in ME and valued ME as a person. SO, please never underestimate yourself because someone out there believes in YOU. And with this being all said I will leave you with this song, "Teachers Make A Difference" because Mrs. Gwen Hart did that for me.





This is a heartfelt thank you to ALL the teachers who have made a difference in our lives and for those who continue to make a difference now.

It is heartbreaking to see the successes of teaching being clouded by the struggles and challenges of budget cuts and other means that are undermining the strength of each teacher who IS trying to make a difference.

I would NOT be writing this had it not been for this teacher who believed in me. So, truly from my heart...THANK YOU to ALL the teachers...who make a DIFFERENCE.

AND, thank you , Mrs. Gwen Hart...I would not be here writing without your presence in my life then!

Embracing 2011 with a Newer Insight and Perspective of My Own Life

Happy New Year!


2010 was a very challenging and yet rewarding year at the same time.

I am, therefore, embracing 2011 with a newer insight and perspective to help me to grow into a better person as whole not broken...AND have a healthier attitude towards life.

The values I now put in my life has definitely helped me to grow this past year and build character that I did not realize was lacking. "I wouldn't trade it for anything" concept here rings true to me.

Each and every person who has come into my life, past and current friends and for those in the future, I truly cherish and honor them as they are intricate parts of my enriched life that I am currently living and experiencing wholeheartedly.

I am sending warm wishes of a beautiful New Year to all of my family and friends. Let us all experience the joys of constant bonding and friendships of everlasting love and continued respect for one another.

I love each and everyone of you with ALL my heart.

“To live you have to experiment, to have the ability to experiment you have to have confidence, to have confidence you have to be loved, to be loved you have to love” - unknown

Daily challenges we face: How does one cope??

There is often many times I have wanted to go on a cruise and NEVER come back when face with a challenge that is FAR too hard to handle. But, that would be an unrealistic and unacceptable choice for there are many family and friends who would frown upon my idea of an escape.

SO, HOW do you deal with the daily challenges?? More importantly a very BIG challenge like depression. This is prevalent to the subject on hand...making a good and reasonable choice to handle such a challenge.

Every challenge is handled differently and to the best of their ability by each person who is experiencing this challenge. I have been seeing so many challenges my friends AND myself included that one cannot fathom another human being to be in that person's shoes. It's NOT fair or right to make quick judgments to tell someone to get a reality check or have a wake up call when this challenge can be so overwhelming that realistic thoughts and feelings are not clearly well thought out.

I say this because I saw this in a post submitted by a popular radio host here in Seattle, Washington (106.9FM KRWM). The post was about a gentleman who said he was feeling ugly and unlovable. This brought tears to my eyes...this person is crying out for help - NOT professionally but for moral support.

The radio personality's question, "Are there any words of support?" received an array of responses, a good amount of wonderful supportive and kind words and THEN there were some just downright insensitive and negative responses. I could not help but want to show compassion...I strongly felt that was what he was needing and wanting so despairingly! Reaching out is the key to surviving in this world and facing your challenge(s).

SO, here is what I said:

I don't think that someone needs a wakeup call or a reality check when one feels ugly and unlovable. This gentleman is reaching out for help to deal with this insecurity.

It is a disservice to dismiss him in a negative way NOT saying it was mean of what Julie said above. What he does need is positive re-enforcement not a slap into reality. Support, love and care are important elements to compassion and that is indeed what this person is asking for here, as I see it.

Delilah is here to give supportive responses as a compassionate person. This gentleman must KNOW that or else he wouldn't have come here for her help. Life is already HARD as it is and to compound feeling ugly and unlovable makes the soul feel hopeless.

Not knowing how old this gentleman is...perhaps there is a place he could go to for support and build self-esteem. I haven't a clue for suggestions on places at the moment BUT someone on here may see this post of Delilah's and may have a place or suggestion.

To the gentleman who is suffering here...just know that you are a human being who deserves a chance to love and to be loved NO matter your physical attributes. There is someone for each person who is willing to love and can return that love...it does start within you.

I wish you all the best. And, I pray that you find happiness and joy as I have in my life having overcome similar feelings you have and are still feeling. May God Bless you. ♥

It is supportive words that can strongly make a difference in a person's choice with his/her challenge(s). It is compassion for another human being that makes humankind to continually improve this world.

Just take the time for another human being who is in a world of hurt...it takes a minute to start.

Life is too short and precious....take the time to care for another human fellow, BE there for him/her.

Trying to understand why people say things to hurt others...

I am either going through a metamorphosis or in a real need to change my thinking and actions. I currently am a member of the social networking group called Facebook.



Facebook has been a blessing in disguise for me as I have been going through some things in my life where I find this social networking group my therapy. It is free of service but there is some pay involved and that is the reactions of some of my "friends" (people whom I thought were friends) and their domino effect that they have made on and in my life.


Overall, don't get me wrong, I love my friends on Facebook. It's just the few I have come across who are socially inept with their own feelings that they lashed out on me. Or, they have had a bad day. Or, the list is endless on how and WHY they say things to hurt me and I wonder...do they really understand the impact they have on me (or had on me)?? Is it okay that they do this?? I am not in their shoes therefore I cannot read their minds. We all have ways on how we are dealing with life. Some positive and some not. Who is to know why people say things to hurt others...??

I am a very social, bubbly and genuinely happy person who wants to share...and share ALOT. Perhaps I post too much on my Facebook wall. But, as the status on my wall asks, "What's on your mind?" then I tend to go to task and write out what's on my mind. Does that mean I need to be mindful of HOW much and WHAT I write?? Yes and no.

Yes, I should be allowed to write what's on my mind. But write quality, healthy and caring sharing. My sharing is upbeat, happy and resourceful fun that compels me to write in that manner. My true friends have enjoyed and still enjoy my posts that I share on a daily basis. These friends have shown true loyalty and are fierce to voice their opinions and feelings about how at times how badly I am treated by those who do not appreciate nor care about my posts.

No, not everyone is interested in seeing what I write every day - in and out. It can be overwhelming. However, there are several options given to each and every one of us on Facebook. One can skim over my posts and go onto the next person's posts. One can block my posts. One can share in a message telling me they don't like what I write (which several have done). Or simply delete me from their friend list.

Common sense is to to DELETE them. It is the most viable solution. But, it doesn't feel good to either be the one to delete or to be deleted. It has left me sick in my stomach as I have done this twice now. It hurts because I want to be liked by everyone. That is an unrealistic dream for me or anyone else in life and on Facebook OR anywhere one is. Yet, this still leaves me wondering WHY do people say hurtful things?

Writing is a true therapy in addition to cooking, baking and volunteer work for me. I love to write and find it such a positive outlet. That is why I love Facebook. My family (not my immediate family), siblings, friends outside of Facebook and others in my life really don't understand the importance of Facebook to me. Everyone has a hobby or some call it an addiction that helps them get through with life and the everyday challenges (and successes) that we face. That is what Facebook is...a hobby. I should not be criticized for doing something that keeps me sane and allows me to share freely. I am NOT hurting anyone physically, emotionally or verbally. If I am...delete me. Otherwise, find some way to deal with my posts and move on as I have moved on after deleting and having been deleted.

I have kept this song, "Hold On" by Wilson Phillips, in my bookmarks online as a constant reminder that I am a good and decent human being who is doing the same as everyone else is..."surviving".



I am going to continue to be on Facebook and get back to being me - that happy, bubbly and vivacious person I once was when I first became a member of Facebook. I love people and that's THAT!