Rediscovering Tina

There is life outside the pulpit

The Loss June 6, 2014

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“Oh no! I’m never going to make it to work on time now!”

I just left the hospital on a Sunday afternoon to find that someone had parked horizontally behind my car and two others in the parking lot. I frantically called my Dad and asked him to take me to work and then go back to the hospital later and get my car from the parking lot. I emphasized to him that the lot was a private doctor office that would tow cars left there on Monday morning. He assured me he would take care of it and dropped me off at work.

Later when he picked me up, he told me he hadn’t had a chance to get the car but that we would get it in the morning before the doctor opened his office. As luck would have it, we were running late that morning, and we didn’t make it then and I had to go straight to work after classes. After work that evening we drove by the hospital and my car was not in the parking lot! I was beside myself. I was working two jobs to get myself through school. Paying the tow was not in my budget at the moment! I would just have to bum rides for the rest of life!

After three days of sulking and worrying and whining, my Mom finally walked me out the front door, down the sidewalk, stopped and said, “Tina, what do you see?”1978_Oldsmobile_98_Regency_sedan

My car! My beautiful, 1978 Oldsmobile Cutlas was sitting in front of the house. THE WHOLE TIME!!!!  I had been walking in and out the front door for three days and did not see that big hunk of black metal in front of the house!

They say love is blind… so is gullible.


The Sound of Music June 4, 2014

Filed under: Writing 101 — Rediscovering Tina @ 11:54 pm
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Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you?

These songs are a mishmash of seeming weirdness… but what else would you expect?


“O Holy Night”- sung by Mahalia Jackson

Not only is this an iconic Christmas carol, it is the one Christmas song that I associate with my Mom. She used to sing it in church at some point during the Christmas season almost every year. I’ve heard people liken Mom’s voice to “angels singing”. I remember always crying at the point that she hit the high note because it was perfection.


As she got older, she struggled to hit the higher notes, but her voice was just as beautiful to me. Now Mom is singing among the angels, and every time I hear O Holy Night, I end up practically a heaving heap on the floor, crying because I miss those notes… and because I can’t hear her voice any longer.


How I long to hear her belt out, “Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices!”


Billy Don’t Be A Hero by Bo Donaldson and Heywoods-

Although it is a remake of the Paperlace original and is supposed to be an anthem against war, this isn’t why this song has become one of the important songs in my life.


When I was 9-10 years old, Bio-dad ran a pizza parlor across the street from his house. On the weekends that we were at his house, after Marie and Jeff were asleep, my step-mom Candy would watch me cross the street to the restaurant and I would get to hang out in my pj’s until Dad closed the store, sometimes at 2am!


When I walked in Shrout’s Pizza, I was the star of the night. Dad let me help make pizzas and wash dishes. All the regulars spoiled me rotten, buying me sugary soda, sharing their pizza and breadsticks, and giving me rolls of quarters for the pool table, pinball machines, and the jukebox. And I danced around the room in my footy pajamas.


My favorite songs in the jukebox were “The Twelth of Never” and “Billy Don’t be a Hero”. The night I used an entire roll of quarters on that song, Dad threatened to have it taken out of the jukebox!


Years later, Bio-dad and I had a strained, distant relationship, but that song always reminded me of how special I felt on those nights with the jukebox blaring in the pizza parlor with my Dad.


You Are My Sunshine– (Johnny Cash & Bob Dylan/ Johnny Cash & June Carter Cash)

While I was growing up, any trip in our car meant that you would be required to hear this song sung by Mom and Dad, at least once. This was “their song” and they sang it often. As LeeAnne got older, she learned to harmonize with them, so they become a trio. I could only sing the melody, so they would end up singing circles around me!


I don’t hear the song as much anymore, but I see the words on plaques and wall hangings all the time and it reminds me of those special times in the car.


Learning from Lynzi August 12, 2011

Filed under: Family Discoveries — Rediscovering Tina @ 10:39 pm
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I just got off the phone with the wisest and funniest eight year-old I know. I always pray that the time I get to spend with her (and any of my most awesome nieces and nephews) will be opportunities to talk about God and life and the art of being silly. What blows me away is when God uses the awesome nieces and nephews to teach Aunt Tina lessons about God and life and especially the art of being silly!

Here are a couple of snippets from our conversation:

Lynzi- (Telling me about King’s Island and going up to the top of the “Eiffel Tower”)- It was so awesome to be up that high and looking down!

Tina- Yikes! I am afraid of being up that high! I’m a scaredy cat!

Lynzi- Daddy is a scaredy cat too! But it was so awesome! I kept thinking how cool it would be to jump off!

Tina- Jump off? Are you serious??

Lynzi- No silly! It would be fun to jump but not so much fun to land! 


Lynzi (telling me about how she hates going to daycare in the summer)- I created a daycare upstairs with my stuffed animals.

Tina- Are you the teacher or the student?

Lynzi- Oh no! I am the student. Stuffed animal teachers are much nicer than real teachers.


Lynzi- (telling how Emma doesn’t play fair)- We were playing house and because I was playing the Mom I was the boss of the game so I told Emma she had to play the big sister, but Emma wanted to be the dog and I told her NO DOGS IN THE HOUSE but she wanted her and Grady to be the dogs so I made them a cage and they were the dogs. *she really did speak that in one breath!*

Tina- It sounds like that was a great decision. It can be good to let Emma be who she wants to be sometimes.

Lynzi- She can be who she wants to be when she is the Mom!


Lynzi- (Telling me about the toy horse she got for her birthday)- It’s the horse I always wanted! You can feed it a carrot, put on a saddle and a blanket, brush her hair, and I  named her… uh… I forgot.

Tina- That’s a weird name for a horse. Giddyup I Forgot!

Lynzi- (Laughing) That’s not her name!

Tina- I think you should name the horse Aunt Tina Is Awesome.

Lynzi- Whatever. 


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