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46 Mommas Shave for the Brave


46 Mommas

46 Mommas Shave for the Brave

Maybe you’ve heard of these inspiring women, maybe you haven’t – but we think you should hear about them. Their team name says it all – 46 Mommas. They are a group of 46 moms of children who have fought or are fighting cancer. Their goal is to make a solid difference, to get the message out there that kids get cancer too. What better way to do that than to shave their heads in solidarity with kids fighting cancer?

While the women on the team come from different parts of the country, different backgrounds, different occupations; there is one thing they all have in common, childhood cancer.

Take a moment and check out the children they are honoring –  the children they are mommas to and reason for doing this: KIDS HONORED

Please join us in helping spread the word and help them hit their fundraising goal. No donation is too small (or too big). If you cannot donate, you can still make a solid difference and help  by spreading the word via Twitter, Facebook, Blog, email – anyway you can. Take a few minutes, and do it for the kids.  Thank you.

Join them on Facebook http://www.facebook.com/46Mommas

To learn more about the St. Baldrick’s Foundation – please click here: History

Because life is short…


We made a solid video for you. Hoping it makes you smile, think twice and pause for moment. Because life passes us by in the blink of an eye. And we need to make it count.

Please feel free to spread the mojo and share our video on your blog, website, Facebook, Twitter, in emails etc.  Simply grab the link in your URL and share! If it helps one person to think twice about some things in life – it is worth it. 🙂

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What’s Your Favorite Quote?


Positive Mojo Water Bottle

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Good morning folks!

We feel like giving away one of our super cool Positive Mojo water bottles! To be entered, just post your all-time favorite quote here & help spread the mojo by posting the link to this post on Twitter, Facebook or your Blog! (Drawing Friday 9PM EST.)

C’mon and let’s get the mojo movin’! 🙂

P.S.  If you don’t win &  want to grab one of our Aluminum Mojo Bottles – you can snag one here! –>>MOJO BOTTLE

Solid Kindness…


Random Acts of Kindness

We’re looking for your best “Pay it Forward” moment or “Random Act of Kindness”!

We’d love you to share with us a specific occasion when you did something kind for someone or when someone did a random act of kindness for you. Whether big act or small, any act of kindness makes a difference not only in the recipients life, but in the giver’s as well.

And, here’s what we are going to do with all the stories shared: We’ll be drawing one of your names & “Paying it Forward” to someone of your choice with a LiveLifeSolid Positive Mojo Tshirt!

Please share this with others & let’s spread the positive mojo & kindness!

Have fun & let’s hear those stories!! 🙂

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High School Never Ends


After reading this post on a friends blog, we knew we wanted to share it with you. You may relate, you may become reflective, you may take pause and ask yourself, “Do I chose me?” Enjoy…

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The title is a great song by Bowling for Soup.   If you haven’t heard it, check it out.  It’s also been on my mind recently.

I have been watching movies while I quilt and I recently saw Sunshine Cleaning.  I won’t give the story away but I went into it thinking it was going to be a comedy.  It wasn’t so much a comedy as I had hoped.  In one part, the main character runs into some people from high school and is not exactly where she thought she’d be in life at that point.  It got me thinking.  Is anyone where they thought they would be when they were still in high school, oblivious to the real world, and making plans?  I almost think it would be boring to have everything turn out just as you expected as a teenager.  And I say this as a person who had been all around the world and seen a lot of interesting cultures and things by the time I got my diploma.

My plan was concise, ordered, logical, and perfectly timed right down to when I would marry or have children, as if anyone can really time those things ten or twenty years in advance.  My plan was idealized and simplistic, too.  And boring.  And safe.  I even had my back-up plans if this or that didn’t fall into place.  Those plans were boring, too.  The commonality was they assumed a happily ever after, no setbacks, nothing unplanned.  I would have had a better chance winning a lottery than I did of having all of my plans fall into place.

Real life brings the unplanned, the variables of other people, and the unthinkable.  Real life challenges you to grow, to become more than you were.  Real life is not safe.  It certainly hasn’t been boring, either.

Back in high school I never imagined the trials and traumas that life would bring.  Back then, I never could have imagined the me I have become by struggling through those things.  I never knew I could take so many hits and keep getting back up.  That person I planned was as boring and safe and simplistic as my plans were.  I think of the person I thought I would be now, and who I am, and I choose me.

~Posted with permission from @PauseRefresh

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Hear The Music


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There is very solid wisdom in this story, take it to heart and enjoy it…remember it…share it…

Too many people put off something that brings them joy just because they haven’t thought about it, don’t have it on their schedule, didn’t know it was coming or are too rigid to depart from their routine.

I got to thinking one day about all those women on the Titanic who passed up dessert at dinner that fateful night in an effort to cut back. From then on, I’ve tried to be a little more flexible.

How many women out there will eat at home because their husband didn’t suggest going out to dinner until after something had been thawed? Does the word “refrigeration” mean nothing to you?

How often have your kids dropped in to talk and sat in silence while you watched ‘Jeopardy’ on television?

I cannot count the times I called my sister and said, “How about going to lunch in a half hour?” She would gas up and stammer, “I can’t. I have clothes on the line. My hair is dirty. I wish I had known yesterday, I had a late breakfast, It looks like rain.” And my personal favorite: “It’s Monday.” She died a few years ago.

We never did have lunch together. Because Americans cram so much into their lives, we tend to schedule our headaches… We live on a sparse diet of promises we make to ourselves when all the conditions are perfect!

We’ll go back and visit the grandparents when we get Stevie toilet-trained. We’ll entertain when we replace the living-room carpet. We’ll go on a second honeymoon when we get two more kids out of college.

Life has a way of accelerating as we get older. The days get shorter, and the list of promises to ourselves gets longer. One morning, we awaken, and all we have to show for our lives is a litany of “I’m going to,” “I plan on,” and “Someday, when things are settled down a bit.”

When anyone calls my ‘seize the moment’ friend, she is open to adventure and available for trips. She keeps an open mind on new ideas. Her enthusiasm for life is contagious. You talk with her for five minutes, and you’re ready to trade your bad feet for a pair of Rollerblades and skip an elevator for a bungee cord.

My lips have not touched ice cream in 10 years. I love ice cream. It’s just that I might as well apply it directly to my stomach with a spatula and eliminate the digestive process. The other day, I stopped the car and bought a triple-decker. If my car had hit an iceberg on the way home, I would have died happy.

Now… go on and have a nice day. Do something you WANT to do… not something on your ‘SHOULD DO’ list. If you were going to die soon and had only one phone call you could make, who would you call and what would you say? And why are you waiting?

Have you ever watched kids playing on a merry go round or listened to the rain lapping on the ground? Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight or gazed at the sun into the fading night? Do you run through each day on the fly? When you ask “How are you?” Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed with the next hundred chores running through your head? Ever told your child, “We’ll do it tomorrow.” And in your haste, not see his sorrow? Ever lost touch? Let a good friendship die? Just call to say “Hi”?

When you worry and hurry through your day, it is like an unopened gift… Thrown away… Life is not a race. Take it slower. Hear the music before the song is over.

~Author Unknown

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“The Best Teacher Ever”


A solid story in compassion. It will move you. It will make you think. And maybe, just maybe, it will cause you to believe in someone today & make a difference. We all have a story…

There is a story from many years ago of a primary school teacher. Her name was Mrs. Thompson. And as she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children a lie. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same.

But that was impossible because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.

Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he didn’t play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. And, Teddy could be unpleasant.

It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X’s and then putting a big “F” at the top of his papers. At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child’s past records and she put Teddy’s off until last.

However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise, Teddy’s first grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners…he is a joy to be around.”

His second grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.”

His third grade teacher wrote, “His mother’s death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best but his father doesn’t show much interest and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren’t taken.”

Teddy’s fourth grade teacher wrote, “Teddy is withdrawn and doesn’t show much interest in school. He doesn’t have many friends and sometimes sleeps in class.”

By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful paper and tied with pretty ribbons, except for Teddy’s. His present which was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag.

Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children’s laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, “Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my mom used to.”

After the children left she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, and writing, and arithmetic. Instead she began to teach children.

Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her “teacher’s pets.”

A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he’d stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had in his whole life.

Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor’s degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer – the letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.

The story doesn’t end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he’d met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit in the place at the wedding that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course Mrs. Thompson did.

And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. And she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together. They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson’s ear, “Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.”

Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, “Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn’t know how to teach until I met you.”

~Author Unknown

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