Samara O'Shea

Archive for April, 2014

Second Marriages on Parade

Wednesday, April 30th, 2014

Last week my second write-up for Romance at Random was posted–called 6 Celebrity 2nd Marriages That Have Gone the Distance. While they’re not celebrities, I’d like to add my parents to the list. My mother married whimsically at the age of 19 and it was over by the time she was 22. At 29 she married my father and 35 years later they still get a kick out of each other. Here’s to the second time around!

The Circle of Life

Wednesday, April 23rd, 2014

This is a photo of my grandparents sometime in the 40s. My grandfather died in 1996 and we lost my grandmother yesterday. I adore this photo. This is before they had 7 children and umpteen grandchildren. They were young and in love with the world at their feet. Speaking of which, how great are my grandmother’s shoes? The whole outfit actually. I would wear the whole outfit today if I could. She was ever stylish and graceful.

Dave & Jean

My family was with her on Easter Sunday and my sister recited the poem “If” by Rudyard Kipling. It was one of my grandfather’s favorites. I share it to celebrate their rich lives.

by Rudyard Kipling

If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too:
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or, being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim,
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build’em up with worn-out tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings,
And never breathe a word about your loss:
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: “Hold on!”

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much:
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

Surprises and Stalking

Thursday, April 17th, 2014

I’m very excited about my first (there will be more!) contribution to a website called Romance at Random. It’s a short and sweet write-up called 5 Ways to Surprise Your Man.

In other digital news, my friend Rachel wrote a great essay called Why I Stopped Facebook-Stalking My Ex and kindly mentioned Loves Me…Not.

A Few Things

Tuesday, April 8th, 2014

The NY Times did their annual “letter writing is back in style” piece. It includes statistics on how healthy thank-you-note writers are: The Found Art of Thank You Notes

My latest contribution for The Huffington Post: Why Trying to Make a Guy Feel Guilty for Mistreating You Is a Waste of Time

Two lovely students have told me about a research project they are doing on letter writing. Consider filling out their short, anaonymous if you have time.