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September 11, 2014

My Personal 9/11 Story!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

“The Horror! The Horror!”,  proclaims Kurtz in Joseph Conrad’s Heart Of Darkness. Yes, we all thought or spoke those words as watching that day’s events on 11 September 2001. I watched the second tower fall as turning in my private hospital suite bed after breast cancer surgery. A dear relative surgeon had arranged a lovely private extra large room and to have my private nurse be sure cable news [as he knew I am a news junkie] was on for me when I woke that morning – never realizing or imagining my eyes would open to see that horror and hear Bryant Gumbel saying this was probably no accident after all.

After my first wonderful husband, David Colin, died in Spring 2001, I decided that doing a little – shall we say – sprucing up was in order. Being a life long runner, I felt my knees had become a bit chunky/muscular and that a breast lift might be nice as well. I had grown quite close to a distant relative [very talented] plastic surgeon and so I decided to ask what he thought – yes no problem but this dear man suggested that even though I already had routine yearly mammograms, another pre-op was required. So off I went – mammogram complete, organizing all in order to have a week or two recovery time where biggest task would be finally reading all those wonderful books on my night table. Being a wee bit compulsive and very organized I scurried to and fro paying bills, stocking up on necessities and taking a friend’s idea to arrange staying at the Philadelphia Ritz Carlton while recuperating in order to have REAL [yes I got a miscreant hint in even here, lol] concierge assistance 24/7. Now some shopping needed to be complete – a doctor gal pal explained that I would be needing loose fitting front buttoning tops for easy access after breast lift surgery. While driving in my new 2001 adorable amazing gorgeous custom champagne colored XKR Jaguar convertible – yes, in love with my car – my cell phone rang and seeing relative plastic surgeon number I assumed a quick pre-surgery get together lunch date was being offered. “Hello sweetie – are we getting together to break bread before you and I meet in operating room next week?”,  was my greeting. An unusually somber voice responded that yes but he wanted me to come to his office asap – I somehow knew instantly what was going on. I turned that sweet car around, headed across town, took the elevator up to the beautiful office I had entered so many times before to be greeted by a teary eyed doctor. No question now – something very bad was happening. Obviously, by now, you readers must realize they had found cancer – fortunately it was in duct situ carcinoma , which is a rather mild form/early detected breast cancer, of one breast and in my finally ready book Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! all that journey and more will be detailed. Suffice it to say that vanity saved my life and love of my surgeon friend made that journey much, much easier. Also, Ritz Carlton recuperation a very pleasant way to get back on one’s feet. Of course, the horrors of the 9/11 terrorism attacks not so easily remedied and that is why unlike many, when asked when my breast cancer surgery was – I answer precisely with day, date and even time – that day of national horror never erased from our collective world memory.

Well I fully recovered – knees, buttocks [yes had that lifted too] and breasts looking better than ever. The two years that followed however, just like our nation after 9/11, presented some serious and for me, unexpected challenges. I, as always, must remain vague here and simply ask for your patience as my book will detail fully the entire completed documented story – suffice it to say that there is much to be learned by everyone and I believe inspiration as well for those who read my story. I hope and pray that my complicated and triumphant journey will help others overcome and rally to their own great destiny. One of the main reasons my amazing second husband, Chester Michael Eliasz-Solomon agreed I should sign a book deal was how many folks we believe my story will give guidance to and that many will be made better for knowing that like myself, they too can thwart all enemies, fight against those who lie and hate and go on to find true happiness against the odds. My darling hubby has always graciously called me Teréza Triumphant ™ – in fact, among our now owned over thirty  trademarks/copyrights is that too. So here we are at my next 9/11 saga – meeting the love of my life.

Oh my, so sorry my darling readers and followers but vague again I must be about the exact circumstances of how and where I met my amazing second husband but trust me that as my self titled “team” [lawyers, advisers, publicist, family, friends, et al.] constantly say, it is definitely a REAL Oh My G-d love story – one surely to go down as great in the annals of timeless romances. What I will share in reference to the historical date this writing is about is that on 9/11 2003 my man proposed [in his Jaguar] with a magnificent diamond ring he designed and a poem he wrote that referenced the tragedy both nationally and personally for me that occurred on 11 September 2001  – his proposal speech included how he hoped that I would agree to make him happier than he ever thought possible by agreeing to marry him on this the same calendar date 2003. YES, YES, YES  I instantly responded seeing my new engagement ring through tears of  joy. WOW – what a guy – right? And so it is that each year on 9/11 we two thank G-d that our love has grown and that in remembering those who perished and all the heroes from the tragedy of 9/11, our coming together as man and wife and the children our blessed union created is a stick in the eye of those devils  that wanted to destroy this great nation – for we two and our children represent, as I believe my Jewish people do concerning the Holocaust, G-d’s design that good does REALLY triumph over evil!!!

P.S. My breast cancer experience was made much easier because of my insurance coverage, access personally to REALLY good doctors, funds for private nurses and yes being able to pay for staying at the Ritz Carlton to recuperate. In my blog post Why ACA Is Obama’s FDR Moment!, I discuss and even show my signed by President Obama framed certificate thanking me for my participation in passing that ground breaking health care bill. One of my plans is donate a part of my books proceeds to and continue to work for ALL women to have similar health care options – maybe I can not put you up at the Ritz but I surely, with other determined like minded individuals, get you mammograms and the best possible medical care that you can find. Both my husband and I are devoted feminist – committed to saving women from the draconian current crop of GOP cuts – PLEASE join us in November 2016 and vote out and against those who would deny any woman her rightful health care coverage!!!

August 16, 2014

Monkey Loves Fascinator Lady!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

monkeyFasBefore I begin this pointed tale, I want to confess that I to date own over three hundred hats and a few lovely fascinators. I have shopped at famous London milliners, been to the Kentucky Derby, New York Hat Conservatory Day Fete and more where hats mandated attire. Not wanting to age badly nor be a victim of skin cancers, I always try to wear large brim hats when boating or on the beach. In fact, sports being a huge part of my life and even though quite good at golf found myself playing less [more early a.m. and evening tennis] due to hours in the sun required. So you see I love hats and fascinators but ONLY when the right place and time. I fondly remember my late Mother directing me to not include a hat when going to this or that event as was too much shall we say – not in good taste – later realizing she was sparing me being mocked by others. Oh well, again my good luck in having a REALLY fashionable East Coast life one might say. As you my regular readers must know there will always be more about that later. For now here we go with the REAL life tale – with my usual not so subtle life lesson included – of how it has become apparent a monkey type has a bit of a crush on a somewhat attractive poseur lady with what seems to be a fascinator fetish:

A monkey named Jeff seemed enamored with a female human who was fond of wearing fascinators even at the most inappropriate times … Seems primates, unlike REALLY discriminating humans are smitten with exaggeration attire no matter the lack of good taste the wearer might be demonstrating. Now most surprising is the monkey was life mate to what all were lead to believe was his one and only true love … A best friend of sorts. Still Jeff made clear with affirmations “likes” and words printed out on the keyboard keepers had taught this monkey how to use that fascinator lady had captured his interest. Especially shocking to the humans seeing this was the monkey using words he never felt comfortable with – his usual choices being far more pedestrian in tone. All of sudden Jeff was emoting with “fabulous” and such. Wherever did such a nearly illiterate creature learn that sort of verbiage? The monkey even took to typing out compliments to seemingly deranged Mama of fascinator lady. What was one to make of such affection … Especially the monkey’s mate? A simple friendliness or a telling of REAL and deep wanting for something prettier than his life companion? After all monkeys are the evolutionary brethren of we humans … Jeff being male might simply be expressing what so many men do when after years of being with one person – despite his own insular world – become taken with another more alluring. Now I do not endorse this behavior in humans of course as one must find a way to see REAL beauty in that person who is their lawful [wedded] mate and if wanting a more pleasant appearance kindly suggest that person tidy up bit shall we say. Alas monkeys nor the less human types among us are not capable of grand thoughts as to what REAL commitment entails it seems.

Surely my regular readers and those intuitive realize this is not REALLY about a monkey per se … Although my husband was asked to review a book with a monkey named Jeff as primary character and all here said YES do it and my husband did rather well as my review of his online post commented. What this essay is meant to instruct is that decorum and intention of words are to be taken quite seriously and no less than any other activity that represents a person’s character. In totality my husband and I have over 100, 000 regular blog readers in 170 countries – I have nearly 5000 blog subscribers and over 4000 Facebook followers and many on other social media sites. I mention these facts because often I receive quite complimentary comments from men … At times what I consider much too flirtatious as they know I am married and indeed many of them are too. My husband and advisers agree with me that these, while always polite and never vulgar, compliments are what we consider evidence of men not content with their own relationships and at times suggestive of more definitive facts that they are without REAL decency. What to gather from all this you might be thinking? Well simply that those among us without REAL intelligence or guidelines for behavior show their true selves through both deeds and words. Careful one must be and if inclined to do that which I describe monkey Jeff as having done with fascinator lady than pause and contemplate the why and intrinsic meaning of your thoughts.

Note: I am dedicating this essay to Koko the ape who it seems had a ongoing friendship and as her keepers explain REAL love bordering in her mind on romance with the wonderful late Robin Williams. When informed of the tragic death of Robin, Koko cried and became depressed but then again did not we all? Rest in Peace dear man … We all miss and love you, not just Koko!

September 19, 2013

Vacationing Reprobates

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

Reprobates_-_Stress-EPrep·ro·bate  (rpr-bt)

n.

1. A morally unprincipled person.
2. One who is predestined to damnation.

adj.

1. Morally unprincipled; shameless.
2. Rejected by God and without hope of salvation
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The gathering of evil – the coming together by the singularity of hate, jealous envy and thievery – all and more represents those who only joined together from their shared lesser status to those they misrepresent. Such strikingly harsh tonality Tereza, you must be thinking. Not at all my dear readers … proven true by REAL facts and timelines, documentation and affidavit the creatures to be disdained and one might even say pitied have forged a truly unholy bond. Not unique I am afraid you must know – just read the history books to find other evil doers whose sole impetus was hate toward a more accomplished fellow. Interesting is that they seem amnesiac or delusional in forgetting the REAL and true time involvement and source verification that attest to their [at least for 3 I specifically reference here] hatred of one another … no REAL contact between the others as well – no indeed not until they joined together in a obvious pathological unity against that which made them nearly insane with angst.
The legality of gatherings where previous threats, slander, defamation and harassment have occurred entitles their victim to watchfulness … the question obvious is why the reprobates have chosen to bond in venue removed from their day to day dwellings. No “oh you are making far too much of these loser types taking a budget vacation together” will not REALLY suffice in light of cult activity for one, criminal vandalism of her offspring, posed and suggestive stalking by another, etc., etc., etc.. Add to this factor the constant overreach and ” thou think they protest too much” display of family, marriage and children certainly not nearly admirable in REAL terms. Well now, many have suggested serious mental health issues at play in this unseemly narrative.
The REAL reward for those that caused the reprobates to gather is truth and knowledge that these creatures seek only the the most “middle of middle” status, achievements and acquaintanceship. They are and will remain insulated in their origins and fellowship – never to be elevated nor a powerful force in this world. The simple faux attempts at grandeur or good deeds no more than a faint poseur accomplishment. As one dear attorney friend commented years ago as no offense to be taken but mere reality stated: “Who are these legally disowned/disinherited and shameful persons now choosing to associate with of any REAL worth or value – no one the obvious answer”. So yes I am being intentionally vague – oh not REALLY for those who read my regularly and surely those who know me personally are aware and informed me often, in full agreement, must realize who it is that  I accurately describe as reprobates. These loathsome types guise in communities as acceptable frequently for they have hidden their own REAL life narrative and somehow delude themselves into a comfort of pretense are in all our lives; I tell you to do as my husband and I have chosen – fight back, do not retreat or fear the lie tellers and the pretenders for your story I assure you is no less respectable and probably even more so, than these the REAL enemies of truth!

P.S. In my soon book Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and follow up  Life Journey of Heiress Mommy all the REAL and very detailed true facts + documentation that will inform and enlighten the readers about my life exposure to disgusting reprobates, as well as G-d willing, offer tutorial that might spare you or at least help protect you from these horrors!

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 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!

July 28, 2013

Prince George Marries A Nice Jewish Girl!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

The following is – at least to date – a royal fable … perhaps, we will see what the REAL future holds, shall we?

Royal Jew daughter blog essayA unique East Coast, America family decides to add a daughter to twin sons who themselves were birthed in later years of the new millennium’s first decade via expensive and time consuming fertility treatments. This precious addition – the only daughter of a loving and successful Jewish Mother and Christian Father, is raised in the Jewish faith as are her two brothers. So much of her hereditary biography is quite special … to start, her very accomplished feminist Father legally took her Mother’s family last name and agreed that their children do the same. The inherited exceptionalism does not stop there – oh no, indeed it is long suspected that her brilliant learned genealogist Father’s Paternal Grandmother is a descendant of Polish royalty. No other Paternal family, except for a few distant cousins, exist [all legally disowned and disinherited by her parents]. On her Jewish side, the highest and most royal tribe is her lineage and probably the oddest fact here is her Maternal Grandmother is thought to be a distant relative of Albanian Muslim royalty. Yes indeed a rare and unique biography for this girl child born 2015 to an accomplished and quite well known couple. So it is that Morgan Rose comes into the world just two years after third in line to the British throne, first son of Prince William and Duchess of Cambridge Kate Middleton, Prince George Alexander Louis.

Morgan Rose is a trust fund baby and as such wants for nothing – still there is nothing taken for granted – not by her nor her older brothers. It seems the devoted parents of these three much adored children believe life lessons equally valuable to give their children, as are the private school educations, world travel and lovely multiple homes that they have been able to provide as parents. In this and some other distinct manners, Morgan is raised very much similar to Prince William, the late Princess Diana’s son and as he and his wife are raising their son, George. Yet another commonality is the public persona both Morgan and George’s parents and subsequently they have needed to deal with – secure in their own REAL truths, these children grow strong, happy and confident – determined, as were their parents, to be productive members of society. Now of course, both also enjoy the perks and luxuries afforded them by their families exalted stations in life – nothing wrong with that as long as good and balanced attitude maintained. So it is these two people grow up healthy and happy – then meet and fall deeply and forever in love. You ask how  – well is was actually a rather easy happenstance that brought them together.

Education always an important part of a Jewish upbringing, Morgan and her brothers are all headed to the the oldest university in the English speaking world, Oxford and unlike both his parents that met at Saint Andrews, Prince George being a very studious and scholarly young fellow choice is also University of Oxford. There it is – the meeting of a privileged American Jewish young woman and the British heir to the throne – he two years older being the more seasoned of the two and thus the more sophisticated in all things romantic pursues Morgan Rose with elegance and determination.The year is 2033 and his Father, King Charles has been on the throne for nearly thirteen years now – so young Prince George is currently second in line to ruling Great Britain and is mostly nonchalant at age twenty about that prospect considering the longevity that runs in the Windsor family. Never considering  the historical or political difficulties their union would present, George and Morgan decide to marry after a four year courtship – announcing it a few short weeks after the young lady graduates with honors. Oy veh moment for sure – but is works out quite well  and I will explain exactly how.

You see my dear readers the Act of Settlement of 1701 ONLY prohibits the monarch from marrying a Catholic – as Morgan Rose is 100% Jewish in faith and upbringing, even through her beloved Father is Catholic, there is no REAL legal obstacle to this marriage. Now of course their children being Jewish and not members of the Church of England is of great concern to Monarch and Parliament alike but liberalism rules the day here too – it is decided that a decree will be established allowing for any children born to Prince George and the now Princess Morgan Rose to sit on England’s exalted throne. After all, Jewish royalty goes back to King David and the great King Solomon – as such there has always been Jewish blood in the castle!

P.S. Now all of you my darling readers and followers must surely realize the template for this tale is a wee bit autobiographical in details of children and our family REAL history and circumstances. Do I hope and husband and I planning to add a daughter to our family ? The REAL answer is yes we would love and are attempting to have a daughter if G-d so blesses us and would I wish her the first Jewish Queen of England? That too is an affirmative answer of yes but only if she REALLY loves the King and would be willing to go through trial and tribulation and he for her – as my husband and I were for each other. In my soon collection of blog essays memoir HeiressMommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and follow up tell ALL life story, Life Journey of Heiress Mommy! REAL detail of all both of subtle insinuation and pointed fact here will be included. Until then, Cheerio Good People – at least until my next blog essay that is!

July 1, 2013

The Year of SCOTUS

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

DC_IMG_0825-IMG_0853_Supreme_Court_at_NightThere is a 1960’s song “I’m Your Puppet“- a romantic song of the ups and downs of a relationship. Last week I felt like that about The Supreme Court of the United States of America. They pulled my strings and played with my emotions. First tears and frustration as the Court announced the tearing down of the Voters Rights Act of 1965 – something near and dear to me as my late Father had worked for and been made triumphant in its passing. This law prohibited states that historically had been found to impose ” … to deny or abridge the right of [any] citizen of the United States to vote on account of race or color.”. What world are the five justices living in who found this no longer  problem is beyond me – in fact during the last two election cycles proof positive of this still being a problem was documented. People died for this right to vote as equal citizens and now I saw that being once again possibly denied – tears I shed and felt my own dedicated civil rights activist Father dishonored. So it was that I mourned this 2013 case Shelby County v. Holder decision.

Typical of many relationships, SCOTUS yanked my chain during the very same week by striking down DOMA and Prop 8 – issues my husband and I cared deeply about as we are supporters of REAL equal rights for all Americans, including the LGBT (Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual and Transgender) citizens. Justice Kennedy joined the Liberal wing of the Court in deciding that this was a matter of equal protection under our constitution. I told everyone that I was having a party in my heart knowing that under civil law no one could be denied the rights and benefits of marriage. Now do not get upset dear conservative friends – no one is going to force your place of worship to perform same sex marriage ceremonies – no, no, no, but the civil ceremonies are to be made available to any two legally appropriate age Americans. Lets not forget that in Nazi Germany my husband who is Catholic and myself, a Jew could not wed and in this nation neither could individuals of different races until quite recently in many States.

I have been asked why do I care so deeply about either of these issues – after all, I am neither African American or gay. Simple really – all injustice frightens me. Surely the history of my people – the Jews – have taught that the serendipitous and spontaneous decisions by a majority to marginalize a group for factious reasons can become and are dangerous to the society as a whole. No peace would I find if having an insouciance toward my fellow citizens’ plight – fond of saying me/they today and you/yours tomorrow. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!  and follow up life journey book I pray and am hopeful many will come away with a REAL sense of why justice for all is justice for each of us!

P.S. I dedicate this post to my friend David Shaw and his husband – as he feels about that marriage, I feel about my own. That is for both David and I the emotion that our mates are those people that both of us can not imagine having lived other than married to … we share the feeling of  “Oh my  – what if I had not met you my dear husband?” Now that is REAL love!!!

June 4, 2013

Lucky Feminist Me !!!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

MRS_NWHMSomewhat difficult to determine all the reasons why – the blessing of good fortune, happenstance, circumstance, right place at right time or just possibly what I reap, I have sown scenario but the men in my life are feminist. Yes my darling readers either REAL feminist or at the very least respectful of my being one. Come to think of it, the men that I feel the most closeness to allow for the full scope of who I REALLY am – at times completely in charge, other moments very much in need of support, still others where – well not often – I throw myself into their arms [real and theoretically] for protection and directive oversight. Best of all worlds is what I seem to have. Asking why or how moi got so damn lucky? Hmm … probably a combination of there being no other option, a bit of plain old luck and putting out there that which I expect to get back.

Please do not think this post is going to be another blah, blah, blah tutorial others of my ilk often write in an effort to dictate the life plan of women and their guys – nope, it is my REAL and honest descriptive self analysis and a portion of my own  hopefully inspiring life story, along with what else is relevant in historical and current terms, that will somehow help the ladies and gents reading this get to that perfect balance where REAL respect is achieved. Here is an aside – both myself and my REALLY feminist husband, who if you read me regularly or know us personally, are aware legally took my last name and agreed to have our children do the same – are angry about the state of women here in the great U.S.A. and around the world. In her new novel The Woman Upstairs [a MUST read], Claire Messud writes about “the furies” – that being simply the furious tone we women should have concerning the still oppressive and often dismissive attitudes toward us despite education, earning capacity and such. Pissed off is what her main character is and hubby and I think most women should be – if not about ones own individual circumstance, then toward the other women less fortunate and certainly undeniably oppressed status to various degrees. We women are far too often the worst enemy of ourselves and others of our gender – less supportive of another woman is much too usual the posture seen in the work place, politics and community. Is it jealousy or fear? Not sure exactly but the lack of REAL connective and unified presentation against misogynistic attitudes is daunting to me. Of course, there are the absolutely amazing efforts by women to continue that which my beloved feminist Mother’s generation began … Still fighting to pass Equal Rights Amendment here in U.S.A., working for decent wages and health care here and around the world for women and girls, those striving to elect more American women to political office and even to get the National Women’s History Museum finally built in Washington D.C. – to name just a few of the ongoing and long sought after items involving women. Additionally, there are famous and well placed women attempting to enlighten and raise not only awareness but funds to help our gender – just this past weekend Beyonce, Jennifer Lopez, Madonna and other entertainers performed and sponsored the Chime for Change event in London to raise the consciousness of the world through song about justice, health and education for girls and women everywhere. All in all there is a REAL effort but we gals need more definitive action by everyone to get it right – to the place where gender REALLY does not matter any longer.

Being our own worst enemy surely applies to women’s current problems – if you want it all, then do it all – that is if like myself, fortune has smiled on you through education, etc.. There are our sisters with no REAL choice … place of birth and other factors rendering them incapable of having choices and so the rest of us must step up and do it – yes, make not only our circumstances and successes doable but be sure legislation here and government actions around the world insure the well being of all women. Dear G-d … when I hear women spout nonsensical things like “I am not a feminist – I love taking care of my husband and children” – well me too and he for I but that does not in any way excuse ignoring the REAL problems of women being denied choices in all areas of life and without any equivocation does not pass for reason to claim ignorance about the growing apparent recognition of things like sexual assaults in the United States military and more similar ongoing egregious actions against women. Listen folks, I bake, I love my family, I am a bit of a high maintenance Princess type but I also handle business and finance for my family and often friends, I am involved in politics, am a writer, athletic type and many more things but what I am not is foolish enough to allow society to define me – then why would I ever allow that to be the case for another women? I ask the ladies reading this to remember that all are affected by laws and tenor of community – her today babe, you and your daughter tomorrow in an oppressive world. To the guys reading this, my hubby is a REAL man who is not afraid to look after the homestead quite well, being a researcher and brilliant writer while doing so – and when someone offends or attacks his woman [me] he is a lion defender of his brood – no question about his manhood, trust me on that. What matter is it if man or woman does this or that task – we are each the better for the others accomplishment and only by working in unison will a family, community, country and the world get better, healthy and more equal for all!

P.S. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life!  many details about my late Mother’s feminism will be shared – how she told me it began as her personal outlook on life, etc.. For now please take a look at the picture connected to this blog – it is a dedication that my husband and I are endowing for her at the National Women’s History Museum, which I hope you all will consider making at least a small contribution in honor of a woman you REALLY love and visiting once open.

May 28, 2013

Why My Dear Mama Thought Machiavelli Was Misunderstood!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

MachThe Socratic dialectic form that Machiavelli’s The Art of War  presents is often mistaken for a diatribe on brutish and pejorative direction concerning military actions within and among nations. Nothing of the sort  REALLY – as the ideal suggested is to be conditioned on fairness, inclusiveness and civility but not at the sake or risk of and to ones own well being. You see that like Machiavelli, my own quite erudite late Mother thought that the correct template for a life REALLY well lived. I often quip that my strength must surely be in part owed to being gestated by such an amazing clearly in charge woman. I and family, as well as friends who either knew personally this grand lady or simply have heard so much about her, all agree that which I act on daily would make her REALLY and deeply proud of me. I am humbled by any slight comparison to either of my parents – for theirs was a life REALLY lived with the fortitude of giants and the graciousness of angels. Now back to analysis of my Mama’s affection for Machiavelli and apparently that of our Founding Father Thomas Jefferson too ; this American hero kept a copy of Machiavelli’s tome in his library and referenced it often during our then young nation’s struggles against REAL enemies … good enough for him and Mother, then I must ask why not me and you dear readers as well?

We all know that retreat does not work. In my own life many who REALLY care sincerely and without selfish motive about me were of the thought that my husband and I ignore our often referenced in my blog posts nemesis. The thinking was that they would just wither and be defeated by their own loathsome character and REALLY insignificant lives. Oh no, I and  without any equivocation my husband knew better – for as my Mother thought, we do as well – one must reproach actively the enemy so hell bent on your destruction. For myself  and my dear husband, there was no clear reasoning to define the impetus from our attackers and definitely no REAL relationship or may I somewhat snobbishly put forth, conceivable realistic platform that these kind of people could ever be a part of my world – now I mean that yes in status, lifestyle choices, education and the class that is defined by not only material surroundings – oh no, but by the class that comes of REAL decency and finely evolved intellect. Machiavelli postulates that frequently it is without REAL cause and then minus retaliatory response that the lesser proceed against one better or of higher place within that society. Proof of all this for my personal recent battle was that at first my husband and I attempted ignoring these creatures we cared so little about – so unimportant to our life that it was made easier to be unconcerned with their ridiculousness. We then legally and carefully responded in writing  and through law enforcement, attorneys and Courts. Yet, even though it was without prompting from us, they began and continued what one of my advisers describes as a “reign of terror” against me and mine. Much hard and deliberate work by us and those supporting our battle thus began … detailed in other of my posts are the hours of meetings with attorneys, advisers, law enforcement and such, the saving and the constant documentation of each rant and threat, the legal actions in Court of disowning and disinheriting the related members of this group, etc., etc., etc.. With a specific and declaratory fashion [which included review by those advising us] we responded as much as defined to be reasonable to all social media lies, erroneous suggestions and threats/attacks by our enemies.  No choice was left open to us  – we worry that others so willfully attacked have neither the resources, energy or without equal, the devoted supportive community that we were blessed with to thwart such evil. For this among other reasons we are looking forward to making public our journey and G-d willing help those less able or fortunate than my husband and I , to do likewise in effort to protect themselves and family from what can in the end be aptly described as adult “bullying” – still not to be thought of than any less dangerous in mode nor contrast to physical attacks [which we were also concerned about as there were phone threats and vandalism involved, along with posturing on social media in REAL threatening styles]. On the advise of professionals, my husband and I developed REAL and concrete worries about the safety of ourselves, our children, homes and even pet Labrador and so much effort was given to making all secure. Of course, much more and REAL details about all this will be included in my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! and in interviews and articles related to ongoing litigation – for now I plead that all of you take head to not be the victim – seek legal recourse and state your case wherever and whenever possible … in this you too will find REAL justice and peace and make my Mama in heaven REALLY proud!!!

P.S. Curious about my frequent use of REAL and REALLY? Well – you will REALLY understand once my books are published and subsequent interviews given – trust me, my darling readers and followers, it will give a guffaw moment or two, plus I hope, pause to understand that many among the multitudes are not REAL but merely usurper poseurs that will use their faux narrative to attempt demise of us REALLY honest and open types. Hmm …got you thinking about this – right?

May 19, 2013

Last Minutes That Matter Most!

by Teréza Eliasz-Solomon (HeiressMommy™)

From the standpoint of eternity, there is hardly any difference between a “long” and a “short” life. Therefore, it’s not whether one’s life is long or short, but how one lives that is important. It is what we accomplish, the degree to which we develop our state of life, the number of people we help become happy—that is what matters.

— Daisaku Tkeda

Last moment blog photoMy life has been amazing – full of the most serendipitous blessings. So much so that my book publisher suggests that unlike other clients, my life REALLY is too full and interesting to accurately describe on the written page – at least too complex to contain in one book. For my publicist and other REAL advisers,  my  magnificently  busy  life  means “Oy Veh” type of much work to do in order to continue directing me toward a safe and happy place. As referenced in many of my previous blog posts, I have had much to be grateful for in life … many times it was material wealth, REAL love and friendship, experiences of travel and such. More important is the REAL and true connection to other people – the moments of tenderness and support, as well as, gaiety and joy. Sure much is made of almost “new age” feelings – blah, blah, blah for your fellow man but my words here are intended to invoke a REAL sense of worth in relationship to those minutes where the glory of ones existence is felt down to the core of your being.

I have shared in prior posts the multiple friendships G-d has blessed me with – the gal pals there through thick and thin – the guys who support me and I them through trial and tribulation. So grand are my relationships that I often feel almost other worldly and an almost divine presence in the magnificence of those in my life. Of course, there are the ups and downs – the lessening at times on account of this or that perceived – or should I say – misconceived – grievance. Still never am I without REAL glorified human companionship – no never – not a day has gone by since I can remember that one or more persons has not rallied to my defense or been there to guide and attend to my needs. Now mind you, this scenario has also included those who should have been there, suddenly been missing in action for one or another reason … still just when I felt daunted, another amazing person comes to be my salvation. An embarrassment of riches is mine in relationship categories – I am humbled before the L-rd with REAL and deep gratitude.

An openness and willingness to embrace those worthy of effort is paramount to expanding ones life circle. Equally important is being committed to REALLY helping those in your life – possibly even sacrificing at times in order to make good that which is bad in another’s life. If you read me regularly or certainly know me personally, then you are aware of those my dear husband and I have needed to battle against – on social media and in Court. These faux individuals who like many you probably know could never know REAL friendship nor have REALLY worthy relationships – they lie to others and to themselves over and over again. No my dear readers, a relationship based singularly on a means to attack a third party is both without quality and unhealthy [at best].  Sharing of REAL time and wealth makes for a solid base to grow, G-d willing, a life long bond – that which will sustain and bring both sustenance and REAL happiness throughout your lifetime. For me it has been multi layered  … even including folks I met through social media that not only became REAL friends but took it upon themselves to protect and shield me from enemies and interlopers. I told you mine is a almost other worldly life full of such gloried relationships – yes I tell you even casual social media acquaintanceship have rallied in my defense – many to go on to be [now] close friends. Lucky me I say and yet it is because I had – as my dear late wise Mother instructed – the eyes to see and open mind to know who was for me. My equally wise Father taught that a relationship is like a savings accounts with joint ownership .. at times one or the other deposits and at other times each or both make withdrawals and then there are those times when the process is unequal but still maintained.

The title of this post is “Last Minutes”  – I choose those words because for many years that was how I explained to those dear to me and the children in my life as a tutorial what is to be optimally the, shall we say, end game in life. Now I do not mean the feel good pop culture mantra “if only I spent more time ___, than at the office” cult like diatribe  Nope – I mean that along with all the other wonderful life experiences and achievements, you and I must attend well to the people in our life for in those last moments that is what will be of REAL meaning. So now to how I see the end game scenario – just this past week, I shared with two recent additional most amazing new friend colleagues in my life, as I have in the past with others, my life philosophy concerning this matter. It is that if G-d is so gracious to grant me a moment or two as I leave this life in order to contemplate my journey here, it will without doubt be thoughts of those I have loved – husband, children, friends, colleagues  – even pets and likewise of those singular moments when someone saved me – when a person in my life made that which was wrong and hurting, better and manageable. Those touches, words, gestures that inspired and comforted me in life will be that which is my last thought if I am lucky. If you are not religious nor believe in G-d’s REAL presence, as I do, then simply try to use REAL gratitude to define what your last conscious remembrance will and should be. I REALLY believe that if we live each and every day with that thought in mind, REAL value will define the day to day of living !!!

P.S. In my memoir, Heiress Mommy … A Modern Super Woman Life! I will share REAL details and names, places times of those persons and circumstances worth a “last minute” remembrance – for now, you know who you are  – at least I hope you do as I try to let each of you, in some way, know that is how grateful I REALLY am for your presence in my life, plus my promise to work each and every day to make your lives better too for my being in yours !!!

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