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September 18, 2014

Witnessing Love – Mary Frances and Dulce!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

… She’s a brawny girl, well built and tall and sturdy, and she will know how to keep her chin out of the mud with any knight errant .

— Sancho Panza, Don Quixote’s squire, says of Dulcinea, (namesake for the Dulce in this essay!)

 

Mary Francis & Dulce 2014

A beautiful intelligent vibrant woman adopts a beautiful intelligent vibrant dog and so it begins. A REAL love so evident that all who have the privilege of knowing this team are awed. Who are they you ask that seem to affect so many? Well simple and most important to me is that the woman, Mary Frances is my friend and Dulce was her companion … I hesitate to say her dog as that does not nearly describe how this relationship should be defined. Here I want to illuminate what I and so many others viscerally experienced in the company of this duo. I tell you without hesitation that my wonderful attorney gal pal Mary Frances and Dulce define the essence of love and you my many dear readers will be gladdened by reading their story.

Mary Frances Prevost is a talented California Attorney … Determined to defend those unjustly accused and one might say as Don Quixote tilt at windmills no matter the naysayers. One must not get the wrong idea here for my friend is equal part legal crusader and a woman both charming and full of life’s vigor – beautiful both in appearance and attitude Mary Frances can be that most effective of legal professionals in that the average individual full of misconceptions might think such a beauty incapable of REAL strength. Well that is the magic my dear readers. So it was that Mary Frances saw easily these same combined characteristics when choosing a dog to adopt – her name to be forever more Dulce.

Kind, watchful, smart, loving and full of  life Dulcinea “Dulce” Prevost was born 31 October 2002 and left us for heaven on 16 September 2014 as her Mother Mary Frances embraced this sweet being with the constant love that had been at the center of their relationship. Charm I tell you … Pure and simply there was charm in this sweet dog’s face and demeanor – evident in person and in photos there was no doubt Dulce had a presence that could captivate her audience. You see dog and owner alike here … Mary Frances and her beloved Dulce both charmers but there was more than just that which made Dulce unique. Soulfulness seen in Dulce’s eyes informed and instructed all who knew her that this being was full of that which G-d most loves – goodness in the deepest sense where only joy of living is the goal and therefore a gift bestowed on anyone who spent time in the company of Dulce.

Let me describe Dulce’s life … Well there was indeed the very best of everything. Home and hearth lovely and accommodating – with no expense spared. Daycare where Dulce’s other Mom as Mary Frances well describes to look after her and then weekends at the beach. The best health care, the best food, the best to be had in every single way is how Dulce lived – actually as well, if not better than many treat their human family members is the truth of the life sweet Dulce had with Mary Frances.  When illness came here too no expense nor option denied … My friend did not choose the easy way out – Dulce would be given many more good days because Mary Frances persevered at great effort and expense with treatment. These last days included extra trips to the beach and special treats and days where Mary Frances only focus was Dulce … I tell my friend that all of us wish for the same attention, devotion and care – complete and unselfish love as we face the end of our life here. We her friends all joined Mary Frances in prayers for Dulce – asking for miracles and comfort. I am proud to say that my friend made center to her life the love and concern she had for suffering Dulce these last few months … Yes pride I write because those quiet about love lessen not only their own importance but that which the world so desperately needs. There is some odd delineation – some universal dictate that fairly or not has G-d see those most cared for as a light – a gift – those who must be recognized as having special attention in life and there after. So it was and will be that Mary Frances gave such a recognition to dear Dulce.

I shared with Mary Frances a story about my Father and I during the last days of his life. This essay is about my friend and not me but for now I will explain as I did to Mary Frances that among other lovely and poignant conversations between my dear Father and I as he neared life’s end was when he looked at me and said: “To be loved as I have been loved by you my daughter, truly is to have seen the face of G-d!”  So too I believe it was that dear Dulce saw the glory and love of G-d as she looked into Mary Frances beautiful face.

So I end with what my Jewish faith teaches about eternal life. We are always here – a energy forever existing as the scientist concur matter never dissipates and dwells endlessly within the Universe. More immediate is that eternal life is given by remembrance – Dulce will never be forgotten – certainly not by Mary Frances nor we who were privileged to see these two together. Here I am going to ask my readers to do themselves a favor … Think of it as Dulce’s gift to you. Open your minds – see REAL love – witness in honest ways and without prejudice that which is love in whatever form it takes. When you view others and those they love – those they would do anything for then in honor of Dulce and to make your life better, understand that is the glory of G-d here present among us!

 

R.I.P.   Dulcinea “Dulce” Prevost … Thank you for your presence in all our lives. We who love your dear Mom Mary Frances will look after her for you – you can find comfort now among the angels!

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June 15, 2014

Remembering: Abraham Marches on D.C. !

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

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Wake up Dear – father needs to speak with you“,  was how I was awoken in the dark to see my father, Abraham H. Solomon, sitting on the side chair near my bed late  August 1963. Fifty years ago this month my civil rights activist father wanted me to know that he was leaving our Philadelphia home to join Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.   for the 1963 March on Washington D.C. .  Being very close to my father,  I asked if I could come along and became concerned when the response was ‘no’  as father felt these were troubling times and he could not assure my safety. We shared a prayer and bid farewell – even at nine I knew my father needed to leave to pursue with others justice for those suffering and I was proud.

Well now, that day was not REALLY unique in the Solomon household – father having gone to other such demonstrations, etc. .  Often the infamous and famous sat at our dinner table in deep and serious discussion concerning important national and international topics relevant to the day”s news – frequently involving the pressing civil rights of this nation”s minority community. As a Jewish American family there was always the imperative impetus to further rights of other minorities and those oppressed. My Father always walked the walk so to speak – Abraham H. Solomon supported the  NAACP,   Voting Rights Act of 1965  and more. His legacy leaves we his family proud and enlightened … each of us continually striving to be just a small fraction of the great, moral and decent REAL man he was.

When I campaigned for Barack Obama the first [and second] time I knew and others close to me realized that I felt it my duty to fulfill my father”s REAL destiny by seeing an African American reach the highest office in this land. Actually, my husband shared that many of our dear family, friends and colleagues told him they fretted over my feelings should we have lost the 2008 Presidential election. Yes that is how deeply I felt communication with and responsibility to my late father – knowing this was REALLY the right thing for America.

 Free at last, free at last, thank G-d almighty …

— I Have A Dream Speech

Those words are not yet a fully realized ideal,  but that iconic historic speech is finally becoming a truly achievable possibility – this I promise my father, Abraham who is still dearly loved and always missed by many. I must conclude today, as each, on Father’s Day 2016 that I know my Father is honored by my amazing husband Chester M. Eliasz-Solomon in his choosing to legally take our family last name and as such assuring an even greater legacy for generations to come!!!

 

May 24, 2014

How Memorial Day Was Created (2014)

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

blacksoldierscivilwarFreedmen that were African slaves become gladdened by the prospect of Lincoln’s vision for life in America and so decided to commemorate their Civil War fallen comrades in Charleston, South Carolina on 1 May 1865. Calling this day of remembrance a May Day celebration and marking it with flowers and song – cleaning up unmarked graves – telling America that freedom had come from this second revolution of sorts all lent idea to what we now acknowledge as Memorial Day. Societies have been commemorating war dead throughout recorded history – my own Jewish faith deems necessary remembrances as a way to define who we are and to give eternal life of sorts to those gone. Not to be confused with morbid nor sullen grieving, the memorializing of brave citizens who gave the ultimate sacrifice for an ideal is seen as both honor and lesson for that nation they died to save. Such service to ones community remains unequal in valor, which is why days of recognition abound around the globe.

There is surely a need for continuity that promotes year after year efforts as we attend to the memories of those lost in battle – who we were, are and will be as a people made clear in some way through this activity. Of course, for the immediate family and friends that a soldier left behind this shows a much desired communal recognition that appreciation and value is denoted for that loss. Years pass – generation after generation attempt awareness of history and so until this day, each and every service person’s death throughout the history of the United States is included in Memorial Day ceremonies. Pride is foremost and a knowing that duty was served even in controversial battles like Vietnam – for those we ask to fight are not to be ever sullied by the politicians or leaders choices. Without question many have been too easily forgotten and marginalized – I began this post with mention of the African-American slave who fought beside others in our nation’s Civil War. There is no question that it took many more years – even post WWII for these REAL Americans to be treated with full and equal honor for their heroism in battle.

For myself and all Jewish families those that fought in World War II are especially close to our hearts for there is no confusion that we would not exist had those heroes not fought to keep safe the world from Nazi destruction. There is no hyperbole in my stating that humanity only survived because Americans and our European allies destroyed the enemies of G-d during the 1940’s. Tears come easily to me when thinking about those killed while fighting against Germany in order to prevent the world and my people from ultimate annihilation  Every time I meet a family that lost a fighting soldier in WWII or a veteran I tell them of my REAL gratitude, shake their hand, request an embrace and express my REAL belief that I owe them my life. Not all wars are as honorable in purpose as WWII and not all the resulting scenarios as glorious in tone but most are at least for America purposeful and with decency at the core; mistakes and miscalculations have and will happen as long as people fight but we must learn and attempt betterment if REAL gratitude is to be expressed for those we remember on Memorial Day and so that they shall rest in eternal peace!

 Note: I want to make mention of my pride that my first father-in-law [widowed 2001] was a decorated WWII Air Force Colonel, Oxford & George Washington University Professor, Hall of Fame Senior Tennis Player & so much more … now laid to rest at Arlington National Cemetery. Also there interred is my paternal Uncle Milton Solomon, a decorated Army Officer & later International Business Entrepreneur. While of different faiths, these two wonderful men not only share being an important part of my family history but in common this great nation and its gloried history of the struggle for REAL freedom throughout the world. Amen I say!!!

December 6, 2013

My “Personal” Relationship With Mandela

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

mandelaDid I ever meet Nelson Mandela? No sadly but have been close to and spent time with others who have … and I have, like my own late Father, been involved in the struggle against apartheid. This essay might seem egocentric as it is more my story then a tribute to this great man. Not at all I assure you – the truth is most will be writing obituary type biographies to honor Nelson Mandela and as such I decided to tell my REAL life part in that which meant so much to this great individual. I hope that my readers will find it both interesting and an informative tutorial – me, a nice Jewish woman from Philadelphia, being in a very tangible way part and parcel of a special man’s life.

In previous blog essays I have written about my late Father’s social and political activism – so it was too with the struggle against apartheid. As such my parents participated in letter writing, meetings, aide and divesting themselves of any investments they might have unsuspectedly held from South Africa in protest. I as their daughter therefore was no stranger to the battle and as a family knew many personally and about more Jewish South Africans fighting with life and limb to defeat this horror. As a young married woman I turned down on account of a busy schedule joining a favorite doctor Great Uncle and Aunt one snowy evening for a coffee visit with a Jewish physician couple that had been forced to leave that troubled nation due to their own involvement in the anti-apartheid movement. Made more poignant is that there was an accident that evening which killed my Aunt instantly and gravely injured my Uncle, of which he succumb to a few months later.

In 1982 my dear late father-in-law, Colonel Harold [my first marriage; I was widowed in 2000] had asked if David and I would join him and my mother-in-law at the dedication of the Vietnam Memorial in 1982. Allow me to explain that my in-law family were WASP – Conservatives in the old fashion sense of that word but while not as active as my own parents on social issues, still concerned about human rights around the world. The Colonel was involved with the Pentagon, taught at Oxford in England [where my first husband and his sister grew up] and I am proud to say is a ranked senior tennis player in the Newport, Rhode Island Hall of Fame. What do all these lovely facts have to do with Nelson Mandela you must be thinking? Well it is simply to suggest that these fine people were not deeply thrilled that their daughter-in-law (me) had decided to attend a anti-apartheid demonstration at the D.C. South African Embassy prior to happily joining them at the Vietnam Memorial event. So you see front and center was I in my own small way concerning that which Mandela gave his all for.

My other shall we say rather brazen – actually REALLY brazen personal Mandela event came when my first husband and I attended an IBM dinner [his employer] where high up executives were present. As it so happened this particular dinner conveniently took place exactly when news coverage was plentiful concerning United States corporations, including IBM being guilty or at least less than stellar in fighting the apartheid government in South Africa. Bet you can guess what happened over cocktails – yes I did bring the issue up and everyone was gracious, the chat was interesting and I remained a lady throughout the whole time. Next day my husband told me the the gentleman I confronted actually were impressed – thought I was “feisty“. In all fairness and for full disclosure, I need to state the IBM did eventually do the right thing by turning over operations of various offices and production facilities to black South African business men and women.

All this an important part of my REALLY varied and interesting life. Still the fact that as a Jew seeing the great Mandela meet and embrace Yasser Arafat, a sworn enemy of Israel was hurtful to say the least. Especially when one realizes that the extremist white South Africans  that Mandela fought against were admitted Nazis sympathizers. However, one must consider the totality of any man or woman’s life and so today I write with love, honor and respect of this individual who changed the world and from who much can be learned by all people. Nelson Mandela often said he was no G-d, not perfect and only a man … not nearly true – he was special and unique and the world is better for having known him. May Nelson Mandela be granted eternal peace  – the same which he fought so hard to bring his people and the entire world!!!

P.S. In my year end (2013) book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and the more detailed Summer 2014 Life Journey of Heiress Mommy much will be explained about how my life became so REALLY full and rich. My hope and pray is that all who read these books will be inspired to seek all possible – go for it as the saying goes. Who knows? Maybe you can change the world or at least make waves like I have!!!

September 21, 2013

Doggie Paradise on the Main Line!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

JavaWaterPoloYou’ve got all the arrogance of your class, haven’t you?” says the Jimmy Stewart character to Tracey Lord, played by Katherine Hepburn in the 1940 film The Philadelphia Story. That says it all about my hometown of Philadelphia famous Main Line area. REAL historical class defines the atmosphere of our spectacular suburb that was simply named that because the railroad’s main line ran through it. Wealthy folks did and still do reside there, as well as the professionals and others who seek to dwell within the quaint and pleasant atmosphere. As Miss Lord later explains REAL class is not defined  by money or property but style, decency and love. Still being elite has its place ,,, even for our sweet pets, Elite no more than a place and attitude that benefits its participants and that is where our dear canine Princess Java Argus retreats, has vacations and is REALLY well cared for – it is The Wagsworth Manor.

I know what you must be  thinking – just another expensive place to pamper pooch. You are wrong my darlings for Wagsworth Manor provides a healthy and safe home away for our beloved pets – they offer the usual bath, grooming, play and swim time but more important are their concerns for health and well being of the animals in their care. Full service to say the least is what you can expect from this amazing facility – as much a family as your own to care for your beloved companion, No medical issue left unattended nor safety situation not addressed for the pets boarding there. The day care a G-d sent for busy folks and the overnight or even long stay a REAL blessing considering the confidence such a place provides devoted pet owners.

Speaking of owners – well now, Wagsworth Manor takes REALLY good care of us too. Oh yes, they take my many calls, send hubby and I updates via emails and even include almost daily pictures of the mighty Java swimming and such. Trust me that if they tolerate a Jewish Mother like myself, they are pros at human interactions as much as animal relationships. Important that I tell you how REALLY amazing those who work there are … especially compassionate and cooperative when a family needs to leave their pets during babies being born, moves or even more upsetting times families deal with. For all these reasons myself and  my husband have found it necessary to have our Java be pampered like the Princess she REALLY is at Wagsworth Manor;  We have celebrated births, moves, trips, holidays, events and needing to have our pet in a safe place as we dealt with unseemly types in a way that would not have been easy without  a place like Wagsworth Manor being available. My family has advantages and blessings that make travel with our pets often possible and still there are those times when the knowledge that people who REALLY will care about our canine’s well being exist make our tasks possible.

No hyperbole – only REAL gratitude, appreciation and admiration from my family when asked about the place we allow to look after our beautiful Labrador, As we contemplate expanding our family even more – no matter what other States we decide to include as home, Wagsworth Manor will always be our first choice for Princess Java Argus and the other pets we plan to add to the Eliasz-Solomon realm!

Wagsworth Manor Pet Resort

27 Spring Mill Drive, Malvern, PA 19355
phone: 610-251-WAGS
website: http://www.wagsworthmanor.com/html/index.htm
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P.S. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and following expanded biographical story Life Journey of Heiress Mommy many heartfelt details of how exactly our dear Princess Java Argus comforted and protected our family will be shared … trust me when I tell you there are REAL surprises in this story. Now go call Wagsworth Manor – take a tour and as everyone who goes there proclaims, “Can people stay here too?”, so will you. By the way, you can thank me later!

August 27, 2013

Does Miley Cyrus REALLY Matter?

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

mileyVMAMy husband and I are both feminists – each deeply concerned about what we believe is the REAL growing war on women, both here in USA and around the world. Our philosophies in no way means either of us want to dictate choices to the female gender … Free to be as one wishes should rule the day. This includes expressions of beauty and sexuality for women; however, as my wise husband stated after seeing news reports about the Miley Cyrus VMA performance:This is a case of women making their position in our culture more vulnerable and diminishes women’s values therein !”   [see why I adore this man].

I am frequently reminding folks that business comes after the word, ‘show’ in reference to the entertainment industry. Profit is the assumed motive for any product – so if it sells, well now then it makes perfect sense to do it. The faux outrage about moral standards in reaction to vulgarity is frequently misplaced – shut the television off, do not go to see the film, do not buy the music, etc. is my standard advice. As far as role models for our children – my husband and I are that   and only those we decide as such for our children – not stars or sports figures. True, I worry about those youngsters without parents to guide them and insist the one common denominator of school take up that task.

My REAL fear is that young women are defining themselves singularly by appearance and sexual desirability. This syndrome can be delineated as a consequence of movies, television and magazines representation of the female ideal. We feminists struggle mightily to teach an alternative as possibility for life where all aspects of life prove a healthy and fulfilling direction. Having it all means attending to and developing all parts of your person. Mind, body and soul need tending to and females are lessened by suggestive demonstrations like that of Ms. Cyrus this week – not because it was sexy but instead because it was simply not entertaining, just offensively vulgar. True art that includes a grown up woman being desirable must combine respectful and tasteful representation of the full female gender. This “twerking” behavior has the potential to put young women at risk when they try to emulate Ms. Cyrus and the young women are not in a committed relationship. In today’s world, sometimes even a committed relationship is not enough protection for a woman who is attacked based upon her sexuality. Ms. Cyrus do you really want to be the root cause for another young woman’s misery when she attempts to emulate you in these public outlandish vulgar expressions?  I wish it did not matter.

P.S. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life ! and follow up book, Life Journey of Heiress Mommy, all the REAL details of why my husband and I are so supportive of women’s rights will be shared. In the mean while, remember your mother was a woman!

August 25, 2013

Mr. & Mrs. Eliasz-Solomon ™

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

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By now everyone knows my dear and most amazing husband legally took my last name and agreed our children do the same. Most have read or know personally the reasons were many … As our court application stated it was to honor my very special family, have our children carry that name and to permanently and legally distance ourselves from dangerous and vulgar persons my husband had the misfortune to once be related to. More about this in other blog essays and my upcoming books. I reiterate this fact to show that Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon ™ and I are REALLY one – united in all things now and forever. Both proud and determined feminist that willingly do as the L-rd instructed in forsaking all others for our spouses.

So it is that we live, love and even work together – created our own shall we say dynastic structure that has become inclusive to those wonderful and devoted REAL family, friends and colleagues supportive to our efforts. Important and instructive to state that our rather large world involved life also includes the mundane and very ritualized home life of prayer, family, work, exercise, travel, social events and such. Often exhausting but always rewarding are our busy days and nights. Of course, we were blessed with some worked for and a few unexpected opportunities like published books and proposed resulting movie and/or television venues – both of us tasking diligently in writing blog essays and more. Joined in all things as partners is the REAL source of our REAL success.

Undoubted is the fact that many of my dear readers and certainly those in my personal life are familiar with our REAL battles against those g-dless and even considered by professionals as dangerous. Triumphant we are and graced by protective people who join in the journey we two have been on toward REAL grandeur.

Look back over my previous blog essays to see many where I detail other historical couples that have persevered against evil and usurpers to reign happily. Not necessarily to be sitting on thrones or famous for achievements are all these pairings – for REAL family unity is equally a proven wealth when created against the tides of destructive forces. As always, I end too this blog essay with hope you will be instructed and inspired by my upcoming year (2013) book, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and recently decided Summer 2014, Life Journey of Heiress Mommy. For along with my REAL and detailed life story, these will include the without question exemplary love story of Mr. & Mrs. Eliasz-Solomon ™ … So help me G-d!!!

P.S. If you Twitter, then please follow us  @MrMrs_EliaszSolomon ™  as well as our individual pages @MrES   and @MrsES !

August 18, 2013

Abraham Marches on D.C. !

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

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Wake up Dear – father needs to speak with you“,  was how I was awoken in the dark to see my father, Abraham H. Solomon, sitting on the side chair near my bed late  August 1963. Fifty years ago this month my civil rights activist father wanted me to know that he was leaving our Philadelphia home to join Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.   for the 1963 March on Washington D.C. .  Being very close to my father,  I asked if I could come along and became concerned when the response was ‘no’  as father felt these were troubling times and he could not assure my safety. We shared a prayer and bid farewell – even at nine I knew my father needed to leave to pursue with others justice for those suffering and I was proud.

Well now, that day was not REALLY unique in the Solomon household – father having gone to other such demonstrations, etc. .  Often the infamous and famous sat at our dinner table in deep and serious discussion concerning important national and international topics relevant to the day”s news – frequently involving the pressing civil rights of this nation”s minority community. As a Jewish American family there was always the imperative impetus to further rights of other minorities and those oppressed. My Father always walked the walk so to speak – Abraham H. Solomon supported the  NAACP,   Voting Rights Act of 1965  and more. His legacy leaves we his family proud and enlightened … each of us continually striving to be just a small fraction of the great, moral and decent REAL man he was.

When I campaigned for Barack Obama the first [and second] time I knew and others close to me realized that I felt it my duty to fulfill my father”s REAL destiny by seeing an African American reach the highest office in this land. Actually, my husband shared that many of our dear family, friends and colleagues told him they fretted over my feelings should we have lost the 2008 Presidential election. Yes that is how deeply I felt communication with and responsibility to my late father – knowing this was REALLY the right thing for America.

 Free at last, free at last, thank G-d almighty …

— I Have A Dream Speech

Those words are not yet a fully realized ideal,  but that iconic historic speech is finally becoming a truly achievable possibility – this I promise my father, Abraham who is still dearly loved and always missed by many!

P.S. I am proud to have been invited to the 50th March on D.C. Anniversary, 24 August 2013. There will be more about that in my soon memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and even further detailed in the the follow up, Life Journey of Heiress Mommy! Another important topic in my two books will be why [only] one reason my wonderful husband decided to legally take my last name and agree our children do the same was his being REALLY impressed by my parents and honored to carry their name forever – trust me, they are equally proud to have him and our children be Solomons !

August 13, 2013

Mackenzie Bezos’ Husband Bought The Washington Post !

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

BezosI see the comparisons … Yes indeed there are quite a few between myself, my amazing husband and Mr. & Mrs. Bezos. Lets see – shall we? Mackenzie Bezos  and I are both wives, mothers and writers. Her and I are each blessed to be married to REALLY smart and creative men and both our marriages demonstrate REAL partnerships. Of course, like us, the Bezos are obvious bibliophiles. For myself, growing up in a erudite family where the New York Times, Washington Post and other such periodicals were the mainstay of our life being well informed was rather easy. For my husband sadly his upbringing did not afford the same intellectual opportunities; it was his own singular brilliance and impetus that allowed for similar learning and growth. As such we are in sync, despite such disparate backgrounds, that our family and household be like my own Philadelphia childhood instead of his back in Michigan. So how does this relate to Jeff Bezos‘   recent purchase of The Washington Post ? Answer is simple REALLY – it is my fear  of loss of REAL news and more.

Jeff Bezos has prevented the demise of a quality newspaper. I am thrilled, as the previous owners – the Graham family  – also seem to be. This is a man of substantial means, resources and innovative talents – all that can help the paper survive and thrive.

I and many others fear a prejudicial editorial influence by owners of papers.. Surely Rupert Murdoch  is one prime example – when he bought one of the other papers that are a must read in my life – The Wall Street Journal  – many, myself included,  fretted that his particular slanted and most believe extreme conservative ideology would adversely effect the contents. Allow this Liberal capitalist to state so far WSJ is still a well written business oriented [with a bit of more personal fun stuff as of late] product. In other words, so far, so good.

In his letter to Washington Post employees, Jeff Bezos, shared his hopes for the paper to be a force of informative and worthwhile reporting. He also promised that neither his behemoth company, Amazon  nor other endeavors would play part in the direction taken. Of course, vigilance and ombudsmanship by the public and organizations formed for such oversight remain a must. For now at least, there will be a paper that G-d willing continues to produce REAL news instead of the much too frequently offered these days,  tabloid fare!

P.S. In my upcoming memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and follow up Life Journey of Heiress Mommy! more of the REAL reasons the  Bezos and Mr. & Mrs. Eliasz-Solomon are similar will be detailed – for now, join me in reading more well written newspapers like The Washington Post!

May 5, 2013

The Grateful Wedding Guest

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)
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Curly, full, straight or up?”  I asked my darling long time friend and brilliant hairdresser, Marina. Dressed and ready to attend the wedding of goddess gal pal Connie R. and her wonderful fiance Mike G., I left to get to the church on time. Yes,  me, a  Jewish lady spends a great deal of time seeing friends and colleagues wed in Churches – the gift of having been blessed with diverse groups in my life. So it was that I was, along with other invited wedding guests, witness to the joining of a man and a woman who waited many years to find a REAL soul mate. Grateful to be included at this lovely and intimate event, I prayed, I danced, I ate and I rejoiced to see my friend in the place of oneness with her chosen partner – which is how I, myself with my own husband, get to live happily with each day. The history of marriage throughout humanity is long and complex – still all the intonations of this union are based on betterment not only for the couple but equally for the society in which they dwell. When, why, how marriage became the foundation union of our species says much about its value – I want to share a few reasons that my heart and mind know marriage is not to be denied anyone who seeks it.

The wedding is a primeval and continuously observed human ritual … the unification of a man and woman in a joined acknowledgement of a higher being dates back to first written history. Morphing, changing and often accommodating to mores of society has produced many attenuated and varied wedding ceremonies around the globe. At the start and through the Middle Ages all that was needed is for the man and woman to state before community and family their intent to be married – no real contractual documentation required. In my own faith of Judaism, many marriage rituals are recorded as having begun and been well established in Biblical times – those also changing and developing into new forms in the Middle Ages and more so in the 19th century. Jewish marriage – like much in my faith – has REAL and specific rules and protection clauses – one might saw legal dictates, as instruction for this ritual. Christian weddings are mentioned in gospel recounting of their Messiah’s time among the people. Other cultures, nations and communities throughout written history describe practices and processes for the permanent relationship of two people in marital bonds. The celebratory aspect no doubt grew and changed in accordance with customs and desires of those involved. Grandeur, pomp and circumstance once only the purview of wealthy and well placed, came to be common place and even expected among all peoples entering into matrimony. In my opinion no one should be denied the legal right to marry and carry on the traditional sacredness that such a possibility allows – we make better the entirety of our world when two consenting adults make it REAL and known that they are united in effort to make a life worthy of recognition.

As I wrote in previous blog posts, my friends who married yesterday have gone through ordeals; likewise, these two generous individuals stood by myself and my husband through our own burdens, as we did them. To be invited – so honored to be in attendance as these kind and loving people, Mike and Connie became husband and wife, was a REAL privilege. Made more special in that they limited those present to bear witness at this ceremony … as those throughout history have done, I as a grateful wedding guest expressed praise to G-d and joyfulness watching the ultimate commitment of married life begin for Mr. & Mrs. G.!!!

P.S. In my year end memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! there will be much to share about my own wonderful REALLY amazing marriage, as well as, how my brilliant genealogist husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon, makes use of marriage records in many languages for his work – quite interesting, I assure you!

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