Monday, January 12, 2015

Checking Off the Bucket List

The past year has been a year of growth. I've grown emotionally, spiritually and I've grown my business to something that I had only dreamed of in the past. But that's my point here with so many of my blog post. What we dream of; what we think of, if you stick with it, will become a reality. Today, I stunned my accountant with the numbers that I placed on her desk. And with current trends and projected growth, I am becoming more and more proud of what I have going.

Unfortunately, this blog has suffered as the business has grown. I seem to have less and less time to collect my thoughts and produce quality content. I know, this is my blog and I can do anything I want with it. Well, I want to produce quality content. I want to help people through the blog, much the same as I do in the world every day. Be it regular readers, casual visitors or the random stranger stopping by, if you are going to spend your valuable time reading what I have to write, then I feel that it is worth my time to write something worth reading.

Life is an adventure. And as hard as I work, I enjoy getting away from the work too. I am working on some ideas for future post. But, they are all going to have to wait a couple of weeks as it seems that another enchanted adventure has called my name and I must answer it. And this one's been on my bucket list for a long while. I can't believe that I've manifested it into a reality.

I'll catch up with everyone in a couple of weeks!
Bye for now.

Tuesday, January 6, 2015

I Slit My Wrist !

This past Christmas day, I slit my wrist.
Old cabinets with No Shelves inside.

It's true. Ed was 30 minutes away watching his dad for three days. There was no business for me to do because cemeteries are closed on holidays. I was home alone. With only my trusty dog Pugsley to keep me company and he sleeps most of the day in his old age. I was bored and decided to go into the bath/laundry room. Looking at the cabinets hanging on the wall above the washer and dryer, that served almost no purpose at all, I decided that I had had enough. I got out a screw driver, hammer and pry bar and started ripping the cabinets apart. When I came to a three inch long screw that broke off in the wall, holding a brace to the drywall, the pry bar became my best friend and worst enemy. With a quick push at one end, the screw came loose, the board went flying and the sharp edge of the pry bar found a vein in my left wrist. Before I even knew that the screw came out, the blood was dripping on top of my new washing machine. A steady stream started flowing and left a trail across the wood floor to the white bath tub nearby. A towel and tight pressure was very quick to follow. Running through my mind was, how do I explain this at the Emergency room? Home alone on a Christmas day and I decided to slit my wrist. Fortunately, the cut was not deep enough to continue bleeding more than a few minutes. I wrapped my wrist tightly and continued my project.

Sleek New Cabinets!

Lots of Storage Space

I had already purchased the new cabinets from IKEA and went ahead and put them together. I was proud of myself for getting them hung on the wall by myself as well. The cabinet doors had to be ordered and were delivered just today. I am quite proud of yet another project that I accomplished single handed. And most of this one was in fact, single handed.

I must also add that my wrist is healing nicely. Only a slight scar to remember Christmas 2014 by.
(My first bathroom selfie)

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Dawn of a New Year

The last few days of 2014 found me driving everywhere around southeast Michigan. Anyone who follows me on facebook has seen only a few of the many places that I have been lately. A recap of the years financial statement has proven 2014 to be my best year ever with the company and I am looking forward to more growth in 2015, without the compromise of quality to the funeral homes that I serve.

While the rest of the world celebrated the end of a year last night and ushered in a new year, I was able to finish up the evening's driving jobs and make it home before the fireworks started, and was able to enjoy some quality time with some close friends.

I've spent the better part of the last year focusing my attention on moving on from the past. Putting the haunting ghost of many things behind me. It was only in the last few days that I realized that by focusing on putting it all behind me, I was in fact, dragging it along into the future.

So today, as the sun rises on a new year, instead of focusing on moving on from the past, I am making the decision to instead, be welcoming of the future. I know it's a minor technicality to some, but I feel that it will be the difference that I need in my life. I will focus my attention on the good things, paying no mind to the evils from my past or any time for that matter.

So I start today, like many, watching the sun rise. It is a reminder for me to always look for the brighter side of life. Each day I am given the chance to do something. It is my choice what I do with all 365 days of 2015.
And I hope that all my readers can find time each day to focus on the things in life that are going right. It can only be a great year, my friend, if we make it a great year. If you are looking for a better year or even a better day, then welcome to the Brighter Side of the Grave.

I want this to be a place where we can all come to share the little things in life that are going right. Not to brag. But to share our thoughts about what makes this world so wonderful to be a part of this year.

It is going to be a great year. I've got lots of wonderful adventures planned and I'm looking forward to sharing them all with you.

Saturday, December 27, 2014

A Great Loss to the Community

Another great life has come to an end.

I first came to know Quinnie Cody when I was a young man.
He was the mayor of the town that I grew up in.
Over the years he did many good things not only for Mount Clemens, but the neighboring communities.
Mayor in our town is not a paid position and doesn't come with a lot of perks. But Quinnie had a passion for politics and a love for his city.

As he aged and stepped out of the public spot light, I, like most, lost track of him. But that's when I met Dawn. Dawn took care of my own father in his last year and simultaneously took care of Mr. Cody. When we lost my dad a year and a half ago, Dawn focused her attention on Mr. Cody. He has been her neighbor and friend most of her life. Dawn has also been working for me driving my funeral coaches for the last year and has been an excellent addition to our company.

When Mr. Cody passed, it was Dawn and I that had the privilege to transport him to the funeral home.
And Dawn and I will chauffeur him to church today and then to his final resting place.
At his visitation yesterday, it seemed that anyone who was anyone in our small town was there and we are looking forward to a packed house at the church today. It has been a great honor to serve this family, as it is all of the families that we work for.

Former Mount Clemens Mayor Cody oversaw city's comeback
By Chad Selweski
Tue, 23 Dec 2014, 06:40 PM

The gentlemanly mayor of Mount Clemens, Quinnie Cody, who served until 2005, died at his home Monday evening. He was 93.
Cody presided over the city when it began making a comeback in the late 1980s and again when it established an image as a popular nighttime hotspot in the early 2000s.
"We've always had our ups and downs as a city but most of the years when Quinnie was mayor we were doing pretty well," said incumbent Mayor Barb Dempsey, who served with her predecessor for six years on the Mount Clemens City Commission. "He was kind of the glue that held us together."
Cody served as mayor for 14 years between 1987 and 2005. His reign as mayor of the county seat was not consecutive but he also sometimes ran unopposed. A Mississippi native, Cody's hallmarks were his dapper dress - always in a suit and tie, often wearing a hat - and his easy-going manner.
"Quinnie Cody was a true Southern gentleman who treated everyone with kindness and respect," said Grace Shore, CEO of the Mount Clemens-based Macomb County Chamber of Commerce. "He really loved the city of Mt. Clemens. He was an asset to our community and will be greatly missed."
The mayor's community activities included 59 years as an usher and parish member at St. Peter Catholic Church in downtown Mount Clemens, and a longtime member of The Old Crowd. A World War II veteran, Cody was also a member of the American Legion Post 4. In recent years, his health began failing and he was less visible around town.
Mount Clemens City Commissioner Gary Blash, who first became friends with Cody many years ago while the two served in The Old Crowd, said the mayor deserved his nice-guy image but he also had a temper that sometimes reached its breaking point when someone crossed him.
"The city has lost a true gentleman. He was always very gracious, though he also was quite a character. I enjoyed being around him," said Blash the former city assessor, a post he now holds in Fraser. "But … you knew what line not to cross. He was definitely a man of conviction. When he was committed to an issue he would vehemently defend it."
Dempsey said Cody was fond of remarking, "dag nabbit" at commission meetings when he was unhappy with the way the proceedings were going. But he also had his progressive side, insisting that women play a role in city government.
He convinced Dempsey to get involved, initially by encouraging her to take a spot on the city recreation board.
"Quinnie was instrumental in getting me in politics, first by convincing me to run for the commission. That was 16 year ago. He said (former commissioner) Nancy Dedenbach was not running again and that we need another woman on the commission," said Dempsey, who just began her 10th year as mayor.
"And then, when he decided not to run for re-election, he asked me to run to fill his seat."
Cody is survived by his wife, Jeannette, four children, 20 grandchildren and a great-grandchild.
Funeral home visitation will be from 2 to 9 p.m. Friday at Will and Schwarzkoff Funeral Home, 233 Northbound Gratiot, Mount Clemens. A funeral mass will be held at 11 a.m. Saturday at St. Peter.