It was time…past time actually
He’d used me, my good nature, far too many times. He’d said the wrong words and caused me harm…without remorse…there never has been remorse.
He’s dug a hole for himself and lashed out at all around him, I don’t choose that for myself anymore.
I said my peace, my goodbye…
And I’m done
Not angry
Not sad
Done
What do you wish you could do more every day?
If I wish to do something…I do it
I would say I wish I could sleep more, however when I have the opportunity to sleep in or take a nap…I don’t, so I believe that would be a falsehood.
I enjoy painting, coloring, drawing, gardening, writing, singing and dancing….do all as it suits me.
I like to read and learn, I like people and love talking with people…do this every opportunity I get but I think I do all plenty.
What is one word that describes you?
Tenacious
What was the best compliment you’ve received?
A patient I had who told me how sweet every other nurse she had was, and that she was glad they were coming after me. However when it came time to extend her care contract part time, she only extended on the condition that I was her full time nurse.
This same patient, also called me nicknames that I found out later had been her daughter’s nicknames growing up.
This meant the world to me.
What movies or TV series have you watched more than 5 times?
Tv: Ncis, law and order svu, friends, big bang theory, stranger things, Gilmore girls, outlander, Yellowstone, 1883, 1923
Movies: French kiss, the notebook, a walk in the clouds, serendipity, while you were sleeping, sleepless in Seattle, you’ve got mail, under the Tuscan sun, autumn in New York, secrets of the Yaya sisterhood, the sisterhood of the travelling pants, Jesus of Nazareth, king and I, it’s a wonderful life, white Christmas, fiddler on the roof, my fair lady, Mr Mr blandings builds his dream house, seven brides for seven brothers
I’m sure there are a hundred more
Not sure what exactly compels me to want to write this one out, but I do feel like I want to write it out this morning.
About the time I was 13 or 14, I believe, my grandmother, scratch that, my step grandmother made me an Easter dress, she added crinoline to a secondhand dress, the secondhand factor was something I was used to growing up, however, this Easter dress in particular sticks out to me, because it was red with white polkadots. It would’ve reminded you of Minnie Mouse’s dress somewhat.
I rejected this dress in my mind at the time, all of my dresses, growing up for Easter, had been passed out and very light and felt like spring, there was nothing about this dress, that made me think Easter, or even spring. My mom did not get me another Easter dress this year. Grandma had made this for me, it was clear I was expected to wear this for Easter. It was Garish and did not fit in at all. So it made me unhappy.
Fast forward to nearly 30 years later, I’m now orthodox Christian, and is not an uncommon colour during the Easter season at church. Red represents the blood of Christ, and red is not a Garish unwelcome colour to me anymore, When I decide on what I’m wearing to church during Easter Sunday, which is called Pascha in orthodoxy, I often sing back to this red and one dress reluctantly wore so many years ago.
I could see it as a ‘spring’ wash…but today I don’t, the rain was too much last night and everything today is flooded, will be days to dry out and I’m sure we’ll have a repeat performance just as the extreme dampness starts to subside.
I see the beauty, I see the green of spring peeking though…but I also see mud…everywhere I look.
I laughed when my daughter and I drove home from dinner last night, I can’t really complain about the water in my yard, as it’s nowhere near as deep as half the yards I passed last night.
I’m not in a me mood today, need a reset I suppose.
Best,
A
What is the last thing you learned?
The last 4 to 5 weeks, I’ve been going to Greek dance lessons.
I’ve been bad at the simplest step, however I’ve improved on it each time. When she teaches the variations of it, I’ve sat out and watched…the second variation has steps where you step behind them in front of yourself…my first several attempts at that I always messed it up…so when the harder variations came in (one you hop on the 1 and 4, one you do a four count full 360 degree turn, one you dance backward for half the steps) there was no way I was trying it.
Last night, Rania told me and the other gentleman who is having troubles with the steps that we could go behind the circle and practice the steps if we wanted, as the rest of the group did them…so we did. The gentleman in the group dropped out after the first attempt at the variation…I messed that one up but I kept going, I nailed the second one of that, the hop I’m not fantastic at but I have the concept down and I tried, the 360 degree turn I’m ok at, the backwards step I did ok…so I’m growing at this, albeit very slowly, last night I felt like there was a possibility that someday I could hang with the others, and I came home in a far different mood than in weeks prior.
A lot of the group I’m dancing go with attend church with me, I think the class is helping me to know those people a little better too, so I’m getting more than just dance lessons out of this.
Best,
A
Puddle Jumping with Pandora's Box 