So I was sitting…

unashamedly taking up the whole “couch” at the car repair place playing a word game on my phone, feet propped up on the coffee table (that’s what they’re for right?) intermittently looking up at the news. With each story, there came a comment and a few chuckles from the couple sitting across on chairs.

I had noticed them right away as they walked in to the waiting area. She, in a cute pony tail and cap hanging on to the arm of,  who at first glance, thought was her father then quickly realized was her husband as I noted how they interacted. I had also taken note that there was something about her face, and then I saw the white cane and realized she was blind as well.

(And really? I still didn’t move off or over on the couch. ) Anyway, I thought them cute and quite a pair as he also struggled as he walked with a pronounced limp and a cane for support. (Later I found out he was a retired firefighter, hence the limp)

After a few stories,  I had joined them in chuckling as I heard their remarks and then they introduced themselves and after the usual exchanges, the husband went on to share the story of his blind wife and how she struggled through to survive a horrific accident years prior.

It was earlier in the week that I was already amazed at a news story of several people who had been given whole face transplants. I stared at the before and after pictures in aww at how a human being can still survive without much of their face.

Anyway, that’s what I was thinking as I was looking at this woman’s face. I was also thinking that whoever her surgeon was had done a great job as I had first thought she was a teenager with how she carried herself and how pretty she remained.

But,  the most amazing trait this couple exuded was joy, strength and a sense of humor about life. They smiled as they spoke and joked with each other.

They shared most of their story with me before their names were called that their car was ready. I called after them, “You should write a book!” to which he replied, “She did…It’s called Obstacles, Bring ‘Em

After hearing her story and how a law was passed for drivers to secure their load after her accident, I began thinking about why I may have come across this amazing woman.

I had been feeling down and depressed this week. The obstacles of life were beating me down. It wasn’t anything huge or traumatic as this woman had suffered,  but, I was down because my attitude had become negative. I felt stuck in my mood.

I know now it was no coincidence that I ran into this couple the day I needed a boost out of my dark cloud. It worked. It’s still raining outside, but I am smiling for now as I think about this woman. I also bought her book and am beginning to read it.

Thank you God, you have your ways. I got the message.

~Peace friends

 

 

My Monday update

Hello all,

I’m not sure exactly what gotten into me, but now, I’ve decided to stretch myself in a several directions.

  1. I’m still a writer and my story is finished, though unpublished and is awaiting a more exciting, satisfying end.
  2. I’ve become (along with and because of my cool hub) a somewhat party “animal”, not in drugs or too much alcohol, but in the number of parties attended in one month. I’m just about ready to crawl under a rock. (but it’s been fun, really)
  3. I, now, not only have a writing blog, a photo blog, but also a business blog as well. Yes, the educator side of me refused to die and is attempting to resurrect itself as an independent early childhood reading tutor.
  4. I’ve also just started to volunteer with Literacy Source . It’s a program to help adult students to read. (Cool!)

I’m soooo excited to have found some places to grow, learn and get to know people.

That’s it and enough for now…

~peace navidad

 

Monday Again

So, here it is Monday again. The good news is that my husband and I woke up early and worked out, so no matter what happens for the rest of the day, I can scratch off a large item on the to do list, and if I don’t accomplish much else, then I’m still ahead 😉

The bad news? There really isn’t any for me and I’m grateful. I truly am. I’ve tried to keep this blog focused solely on writing, but honestly the events of the world effect everyone and everything and I just need to face that reality, pray, absorb some positive vibes and move forward.

Today, I’m trying to ignore the turkey tasks and impending cooking and cleaning and enjoy the time I have with my daughter who’s here from school. It’s nice to catch up on the life of a 19 year old college student. I’m also trying to stay true to my goals with blogging and writing a chapter a day. Have a great week amigos!

~peace to all.

 

Psst…

I didn’t write today, and it’s okay…the world won’t end, no one is taking grades today. Relax, pull down your shoulders and breathe…

Yes, I’m talking to myself and anyone else who has high standards for themselves like I do.

No, I didn’t write, but I did do a “brain-cleanse” of sorts. I thought a whole lot about the world at large, my kids, and other random stuff. Sometimes that’s what I need especially after an especially heavy brain-load of information.

I had writing class last night and so today, I decided to put my energy into cleaning the bathroom tiles. How does that dark stuff accumulate in between the tiles? It’s so annoying! Anyway, manual labor like that helps me process thoughts, the news of the world and the details of my small life.

I’m coming close to finishing another draft. That’s what I’ve decided to call it. A draft and it’s liberating to call it what it is.  It’s not a complete book. Simon and Schuster isn’t knocking at my door just yet. But, it’s a goal completed, and that is an (or will be) accomplishment.

Until then,

~peace amigos.

Finding home

There’s plenty of hospitality and friendliness and smiles in Texas, that’s true. The visits with friends and family are welcomed fun and needed. The familiarity of what I once considered home, comforts my soul, like putting on a worn jacket when that first chill of fall makes it’s presence known.

I’m keeping my heart open to the realities of my life. There was a time when I struggled to find a place to call home. I longed to find a place to hang my hat, to grow roots, but no more. I’m not running anymore. I have found my places to be, my places to visit with the people I love and cherish. Home for me is my loved ones. The ones who make my heart sing.

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Downtown Fort Worth. My home town and where my son currently lives.

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Kansas City, where my son plans to move.
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Seattle is where my husband, daughter and I currently reside.