Hello Daddy,
I feel good and strong. Im a winner, a champ. I AM your daughter, not giving up but living up to be the best me I can be. All aches are now becoming what Im turning into my strengths. All the struggles is what I will turn into my fortune and all the failures are making me feel closer to the road of success. Finding out what its all about, what you have aways shared and gave is positively possible. Love one another is as simple as it gets, everything else doesnt matter. You gotta love yourself to love and once you got you done, you can share in that!
I miss you and I love you!
Your Pamela Ann
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
TEAM BUILDING
Hey Daddy. I'm good, busy team building sharing knowledge and receiving as well. Team building is developing and I'm able to see clearly those who true leaders. They stand out like fresh broke wood floating in the ocean. They are full of potential and hardly deal with negative energy and things that are shallow. I'm able to recognize a team to unite and stand strong, grow and make progress with. They have the passion of making seeing and doing what it takes to make a difference instead of just get by.
Thoughts you have shared with me long ago remains in my head about being productive. I share how your words made me able to see the difference in following the crowd rather than following the leader. Its easy to see now why the crowd was also so much bigger than the leader. Most people are not willing to do what it takes even with step by step instruction. So they back away until their neighbor or family do follow suit and succeed with the process, then follow. They later to realize that's when everyone decided to follow and found themselves in the crowd again.
I'm connecting with people of the same set. It feels so comfortable, yet it still isn't easy. I guess if it was everyone would be doing it. Building a team is like a muscle you have to constantly work at it. No one knows the hard work if they hard never had the muscle before. The muscle constantly wants to be feed properly, it don't have time for junk. The muscle burns to build, it needs a certain diet to fuel it and it attracts attention when its developed. The end result is rewarded with strength, confidence and a disciplined mind to accomplish a better lifestyle in health. It burns away the negative waste and restructures nourishes itself.
You have inspired me to do many things and want to inspires others to be the best them and DRoP everything else. I want to build what matters. What matters is good health, it matters that your kids are being feed mentally and wells as healthy minds and body. We want to teach our children's mind to want know how to build, instead of trying to save. Knowing how to build first will allow our children and their children a stress freedom life away from the crowds. In the crowds you have many stressed out, medically dependants, lost in negative energy, uninspired and just plan ol tired. Daddy, change gotta come and Im gon DRoP IT and wont STOP IT!
You worked many jobs providing for us. I sure appreciate that you made sure we spent together all the vacations, trips to the park, drive-in, pictures, family reunions, gathering and holidays. People want that. They'll do anything for it, how about if they knew that in working together as a team it wouldn't be as hard. What if they knew that an organized team can do more in one year than they can do by themselves. What if they knew that they can turn their cable bill and a manicure visits into a paycheck that will allow their families more promise. You think that it will make a difference if they knew that they can make a living from investing in things they need and encouraging others.
Time to look at life a little differently, because less stress works best. From a business point of view, when you have a store, location is everything. When you want a position, presentation is everything. What I do know is that even in this organized product business, timing is everything. I see the leaders and if I just gather them up and we become many drop, this team will become an ocean. First I must create a puddle, then we create many puddles ...step by step, team by team gotta DRoP IT!
Thoughts you have shared with me long ago remains in my head about being productive. I share how your words made me able to see the difference in following the crowd rather than following the leader. Its easy to see now why the crowd was also so much bigger than the leader. Most people are not willing to do what it takes even with step by step instruction. So they back away until their neighbor or family do follow suit and succeed with the process, then follow. They later to realize that's when everyone decided to follow and found themselves in the crowd again.
I'm connecting with people of the same set. It feels so comfortable, yet it still isn't easy. I guess if it was everyone would be doing it. Building a team is like a muscle you have to constantly work at it. No one knows the hard work if they hard never had the muscle before. The muscle constantly wants to be feed properly, it don't have time for junk. The muscle burns to build, it needs a certain diet to fuel it and it attracts attention when its developed. The end result is rewarded with strength, confidence and a disciplined mind to accomplish a better lifestyle in health. It burns away the negative waste and restructures nourishes itself.
You have inspired me to do many things and want to inspires others to be the best them and DRoP everything else. I want to build what matters. What matters is good health, it matters that your kids are being feed mentally and wells as healthy minds and body. We want to teach our children's mind to want know how to build, instead of trying to save. Knowing how to build first will allow our children and their children a stress freedom life away from the crowds. In the crowds you have many stressed out, medically dependants, lost in negative energy, uninspired and just plan ol tired. Daddy, change gotta come and Im gon DRoP IT and wont STOP IT!
You worked many jobs providing for us. I sure appreciate that you made sure we spent together all the vacations, trips to the park, drive-in, pictures, family reunions, gathering and holidays. People want that. They'll do anything for it, how about if they knew that in working together as a team it wouldn't be as hard. What if they knew that an organized team can do more in one year than they can do by themselves. What if they knew that they can turn their cable bill and a manicure visits into a paycheck that will allow their families more promise. You think that it will make a difference if they knew that they can make a living from investing in things they need and encouraging others.
Time to look at life a little differently, because less stress works best. From a business point of view, when you have a store, location is everything. When you want a position, presentation is everything. What I do know is that even in this organized product business, timing is everything. I see the leaders and if I just gather them up and we become many drop, this team will become an ocean. First I must create a puddle, then we create many puddles ...step by step, team by team gotta DRoP IT!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Happy Father's Day
I remember you as my King. My King of everything.
You are who I set as the type of man I would want my son,
husband, partner or friend to be like.
You are my King of every memory growing up with values,
vacations, laughter, joy pain and lessons learned.
You are my King of hard work, personality and positive
communication skills. Your ...strength and stubborness has
been passed on and I love it.
No one can ever walk the walk, talk or replace my King
nor will I want them to I just wanted to let you know your
my eveything. I appreciate you Daddy and I miss you,
soooo much!
I Love Love you. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Your, Pamela Ann
Happy Father's Day
You are who I set as the type of man I would want my son,
husband, partner or friend to be like.
You are my King of every memory growing up with values,
vacations, laughter, joy pain and lessons learned.
You are my King of hard work, personality and positive
communication skills. Your ...strength and stubborness has
been passed on and I love it.
No one can ever walk the walk, talk or replace my King
nor will I want them to I just wanted to let you know your
my eveything. I appreciate you Daddy and I miss you,
soooo much!
I Love Love you. ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Your, Pamela Ann
Happy Father's Day
Monday, December 28, 2009
Hello Daddy. Momma and so many of us miss you so much. Your birthday bring on so many good times and memories. I remember this one like yesterday. We were at TJ Peppercorn and the eats, desserts, drinks and surprises were second to you keeping us smiling and laughing. You loved your girls. All of us. Look at you and Momma. She loves her some Arthur.
I ran the marathon again in honor of you. I carried your drumstick and were hand in hand. Whenever your name was mentioned or ask about I kiss the stick too. Im forever feeling your love and I miss you so deeply!!!
Love love you,
Your Pamela Ann
Monday, June 8, 2009
Fear Showing Its Ugly Little Head Again
Friday
What happens when your fear runs your heart rate up your breathing becomes out of control, your panic censors are beyond danger and you just wanna give up? It's called swimming in the nasty --- lake! Okay I thought the ocean was bad, but no the lake. It was nasty!
I went for my first swim in the lake, since the swim location for the triathlon has been changed from the ocean to a lake location. So I don't know where it's going to be. (picture that, you know where you are going to run when you enter a race right?... anyway.)
So we get to this lake and it looks so nice, with smooth water and nice trees surrounding it. "Great." I thought, "I can do this." Now here comes the 'things to cautious of list: Small fish swimming around you, sea weeds and plant may touch you and the slimmy ground below you, but you'll get use to it (disgusting!)
The water was only my chest deep and waist deep in some areas. But the bottom of the water was so nasty, I did all I can to avoid touching it. From the start of landing my feet in the lake I was grossed out. I couldn't imagine putting my face into this nasty, slimmy feeling ----! (This ---- will make you constantly cuss!) So, it took a long time before my eyes saw what it looked like under water, by this time everyone is so far ahead I couldn't see them anymore (I don't wear contacts and my glasses are on the dock.)
Thank God another kayak, she was able to tell me "Hey your going the wrong way" A new direction I went, right into some type of plant or seaweed. I felt tangled forever, I tried to swim hard, to swim fast, to just get the ---- out. My heart and stomach are moving and beating at an uncontrolled pace. I put my face under water after getting away from the yucky and start to think "calm down, relax. I gotta get outta here." it was too late, I had already panicked.
I couldn't see or hear any other swimmers but the kayak was still there. I didn't feel well at all "Can I throw up out here?" is what I thought. My breathing was very panicked so I turn over on my back and talk to Dad. I started to think, how to get out, my thoughts were "To swim like if I was in the pool, make a game of it." So I started counting my three strokes and breath, every time I got the 15th breath I would rest. After the second set I could hear voices "We are over here!" The kayak guide constantly redirected me. The current in the lakes seems to push me in another direction.
At one point when I was in the water one of the directors asked was I okay. "Yeah, I'm just scared, but I'm okay." Scared wasn't an excuse, I was not liking being in there. By the time I reached the dock everyone was well rested and ready to go again. My breathing was rapid I was not happy and I felt like I needed to throw up. I took off my goggles and swim cap and looked at the others mouths move, but I couldn't hear or wasn't really listening to what they were saying because I had my own thoughts that were dominating my heads like "I'm not going back in there, they crazy, relax, breath, stay in control."I watch them swim, they were graceful, controlled and fast. I didn't want go back there...EVER!
Sunday
Yes, we are back in the ocean. At this time I'm glad to see the ocean. They had big, bright orange buoy's that I can see from the shore without my glasses. The temperature of the water never bothered me. Not warming up in the water is what we haven't done during the whole training. I guess that just don't happen with this event, but that's okay. I went to get wet, to feel the water before starting. Rocks and pebbles were below my feet after about three feet. I felt sand... it was pleasant, it was tranquil.
I returned to the group and the workout was explained and we went. Still staying to the back of the pack so I wont get kicked, elbowed or in the way of the other swimmers. I made my way through the crashing waves, it was fun. Like being a kid again playing in the ocean. We went through a number of these waves before getting to the buoy. There I was, confident in the ocean water. Relaxed just making it to the next big, orange buoy. It no longer matter if anyone was there or not I knew where I was going. That defines security.. knowing where you are and knowing where you are going!
We finished our workout and the director wanted swim some more. Believe it or not I wanted to go also. I didn't want to hold up this small group being that I'm speed challenged. Most everyone had enough. I talked to the others that were slower, but not as slow as I into going one more round. A small group of us made our way back out one more time and I ended up doing it again and my last lap was faster than the first and second!
My conclusion: Fear can trap you. Security is confidence.
What happens when your fear runs your heart rate up your breathing becomes out of control, your panic censors are beyond danger and you just wanna give up? It's called swimming in the nasty --- lake! Okay I thought the ocean was bad, but no the lake. It was nasty!
I went for my first swim in the lake, since the swim location for the triathlon has been changed from the ocean to a lake location. So I don't know where it's going to be. (picture that, you know where you are going to run when you enter a race right?... anyway.)
So we get to this lake and it looks so nice, with smooth water and nice trees surrounding it. "Great." I thought, "I can do this." Now here comes the 'things to cautious of list: Small fish swimming around you, sea weeds and plant may touch you and the slimmy ground below you, but you'll get use to it (disgusting!)
The water was only my chest deep and waist deep in some areas. But the bottom of the water was so nasty, I did all I can to avoid touching it. From the start of landing my feet in the lake I was grossed out. I couldn't imagine putting my face into this nasty, slimmy feeling ----! (This ---- will make you constantly cuss!) So, it took a long time before my eyes saw what it looked like under water, by this time everyone is so far ahead I couldn't see them anymore (I don't wear contacts and my glasses are on the dock.)
Thank God another kayak, she was able to tell me "Hey your going the wrong way" A new direction I went, right into some type of plant or seaweed. I felt tangled forever, I tried to swim hard, to swim fast, to just get the ---- out. My heart and stomach are moving and beating at an uncontrolled pace. I put my face under water after getting away from the yucky and start to think "calm down, relax. I gotta get outta here." it was too late, I had already panicked.
I couldn't see or hear any other swimmers but the kayak was still there. I didn't feel well at all "Can I throw up out here?" is what I thought. My breathing was very panicked so I turn over on my back and talk to Dad. I started to think, how to get out, my thoughts were "To swim like if I was in the pool, make a game of it." So I started counting my three strokes and breath, every time I got the 15th breath I would rest. After the second set I could hear voices "We are over here!" The kayak guide constantly redirected me. The current in the lakes seems to push me in another direction.
At one point when I was in the water one of the directors asked was I okay. "Yeah, I'm just scared, but I'm okay." Scared wasn't an excuse, I was not liking being in there. By the time I reached the dock everyone was well rested and ready to go again. My breathing was rapid I was not happy and I felt like I needed to throw up. I took off my goggles and swim cap and looked at the others mouths move, but I couldn't hear or wasn't really listening to what they were saying because I had my own thoughts that were dominating my heads like "I'm not going back in there, they crazy, relax, breath, stay in control."I watch them swim, they were graceful, controlled and fast. I didn't want go back there...EVER!
Sunday
Yes, we are back in the ocean. At this time I'm glad to see the ocean. They had big, bright orange buoy's that I can see from the shore without my glasses. The temperature of the water never bothered me. Not warming up in the water is what we haven't done during the whole training. I guess that just don't happen with this event, but that's okay. I went to get wet, to feel the water before starting. Rocks and pebbles were below my feet after about three feet. I felt sand... it was pleasant, it was tranquil.
I returned to the group and the workout was explained and we went. Still staying to the back of the pack so I wont get kicked, elbowed or in the way of the other swimmers. I made my way through the crashing waves, it was fun. Like being a kid again playing in the ocean. We went through a number of these waves before getting to the buoy. There I was, confident in the ocean water. Relaxed just making it to the next big, orange buoy. It no longer matter if anyone was there or not I knew where I was going. That defines security.. knowing where you are and knowing where you are going!
We finished our workout and the director wanted swim some more. Believe it or not I wanted to go also. I didn't want to hold up this small group being that I'm speed challenged. Most everyone had enough. I talked to the others that were slower, but not as slow as I into going one more round. A small group of us made our way back out one more time and I ended up doing it again and my last lap was faster than the first and second!
My conclusion: Fear can trap you. Security is confidence.
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!
I never posted the mural finished, so here it is!
Something else to celebrate.
They had a reception and explained the mural and its meaning. In the picture representing the sponsors, Regions Bank branch manager Christine LeClaire, Alicia Somers vice president of comsumer sales and Barbara Gubbin the Jacksonville public library director.
Here Barbara and talk about the mural
Here's almost a full shot, just about completed.Friday, April 24, 2009
I miss you but I still hear you, you are so loud, so powerful. I love you.
Update. Daddy here a newspaper article of the mural from January in
Times Union (click and add Pamela Miller artist in search bar)
I have been pretty busy not as many commission as I want, but enough
to keep me busy. I have been a little exclusive showing my running art
and participating in running expo
which has been good. I completed a t shirt design for the
Santa Barbara Half Marathon which is being held May 9th this year.
I am working on triathlon commission which I am also training for.
So much has been going on. We keep going on! Love you,
Your Pamela Ann
Update. Daddy here a newspaper article of the mural from January in
Times Union (click and add Pamela Miller artist in search bar)
I have been pretty busy not as many commission as I want, but enough
to keep me busy. I have been a little exclusive showing my running art
and participating in running expo
which has been good. I completed a t shirt design for the
Santa Barbara Half Marathon which is being held May 9th this year.
I am working on triathlon commission which I am also training for.
So much has been going on. We keep going on! Love you,
Your Pamela Ann
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