These have far been my favorite flower…forever and a day.
Their happy yellow faces in their youthful expressions scattered around everywhere, their lovely round white heads in their old age, waiting to be playful in in a gust of wind or a child’s tight grip and breath usually reserved for birthday candles. Their happy dance on the wind to hit the ground and start again.
Weeks ago, I ordered 10,000 seeds because I have had maybe 3-4 a month in summer months since living here…I want more.
Also, yesterday I picked some on the side of the road while I was waiting for a tow truck to come get my car.
It is 915, I am may be a third of the way to church, it’s been a long night but I’m enjoying my drive to church, looking at the foliage coming out on the trees, I see red buds and privet and bamboo and pear trees in bloom or bud or new leaves I look at the horizon and wish I had my paints with me, so I could sketch and paint what I see as the fog and mist makes it look otherworldly, however, I feel maybe it’s a view meant just for me.
Thinking about friends and worrying about some, I feel some live their lies to the fullest, but unfortunately I feel many give up long before they die, failing to live their life at all friendships, get squashed for no reason whatsoever, because of things that happened in other peoples past, and unfortunately we learn to live with that.
Just my morning two cents, add it to a dollar or two and you might get half a cup of coffee.
I’m not sure how I feel on these particular words per say…however I believe a lot of little things have to move a certain way in order for you to meet the people you meet, and I believe God puts people in your life for a reason…and he does so on his timeline.
The little man I’m dating, I didn’t connect with him in a romantic manner when I connected with him, I happened to have him as a waiter the evening my husband had me leave him in the ER and wound up in the ICU. (The hospital said it would be 72 or more hours to get him into a room and the er room he was in was tiny). My daughter and I had stopped for dinner after getting the oil changed on the truck, we happened to get him as our waiter…I went over the days events and my husbands cancer with him just as a matter of venting to another human being…he commiserated with me by telling me how his mother had not too long ago passed of cancer and how fast she went and how hard it was to understand or fathom…that stuck with me.
When my husband passed less than 2 weeks later, he was the only person I cared to tell about it. Something in how he talked to me that night had made him a trustworthy soul to me.
It was several months before anything even remotely close to friendship started, and even longer before anything past friendship blossomed.
I didn’t put that person in my life, I’d never met him before that day, however he was the kindest soul to me during one of the hardest times of my life…I don’t think that’s an accident…I think that’s God.
I don’t use fate or destiny as regular parts of my vocabulary, I guess I don’t see it that way. So no…I’m not sure I believe in those particular words.
Every job I’ve ever worked, I’ve lived and given my utmost.
From the time I was 13-14, I was a babysitter and was the go-to for many parents in my church, it made me want to be a nanny.
When I was 16, I tutored a young girl from an elementary school within our district, I enjoyed that immensely and it furthered me wanting to be a nanny.
When I turned 18, I joined the US Army and loved it…to a degree. It was hard and it made me feel lonely at times but I learned a lot while in, and learned to love it, met people who still mean a lot to me years later.
While in Army, I went through nursing school and became an LPN, a profession I’ve worked about 20 of my 30 licensed years as. There were bad parts of the job, mostly to do with other nurses, bad work ethic, politics, drama, but when it came to patients, I’ve invariably always liked the job…even with those patients and families who others considered particularly challenging, I’ve always managed to find the positive there.
I’ve been a realtor for 11 years, it’s harder in today’s economy and costs me quite a bit to maintain my licensure, but I love being able to help others.
Last year after I lost my husband, I started a small business, working with social media early last year…it’s taken me several months to want to actually try at it, but I’m learning the ropes and hoping for the best, praying as I go and hoping it all pans out. It may be a while before I’m proficient or especially profitable, but I love a lot of what I see so far, from the coaching and support and the training that’s available on your own time. I’m sure, in time, I’ll learn to love this business too, I just have to get past the jitters of doing it and try…below are a few of the adverts I’ve been working on in my down time.
I never really go to bed this late anymore unless someone else keeps me up this late.
It’s been a full day, chores done early because I had a dentist appointment an hour away at 1030, followed by my second appointment with the chiropractor…the female chiropractor seemed to know better what she was doing than the gentleman I had Tuesday. The stuff she did felt more effective and she took time to explain some of the factors a little more fully.
Came home, went grocery shopping, made breakfast for supper (kids had waffles and bacon, I had brioche French toast and bacon )
Wrote an offer on a property and did a lot of hoop jumping for my client to try to make the best of a somewhat difficult situation….they withdrew the offer within 3 hours because they suddenly decided the one may not be the one and they don’t want to chance losing earnest money…we show again tomorrow.
930 I’m up drinking a cup of coffee and slow dancing with myself in the kitchen to the playlist my husband and I built during our relationship. Moving dishes one more time and putting the laundry in dryer. Here’s hoping I sleep tonight. I slept ok last night until my mind decided to play queens ‘I want to break free’ on repeat from 4 am till 6 am.
I had a full day ahead this morning when I woke, had my first chiropractic visit to go to at 11, had set time aside to visit someone for the bulk of the afternoon, ordered food for the kids dinner in order to accommodate that, and 2 showings this afternoon.
Got the groceries and my chores done, dressed and out the door for my appointment. Check in with him on my way.
Headache and diarrhea at his end preempt previous plans and knock my whole day off kilter.
I’ve finished the chiropractor, gotten myself lunch, made an unnecessary Target run and am sitting in my car soaking up fresh air and sunshine for a little while. Will probably take the mini to fill up on gas before I head to showings in a few hours and may even take myself to Aldi and or Ollie’s to waste time.
Chiropractor adjustment caused a few minor aches and pains, guess we’ll see if overall effect is more ‘positive’
Alone time never bothers me. Though this particular time isn’t perfect as it doesn’t make sense to drive home and I can’t exactly be productive while out and about. (Could have done minor clean up or something constructive at home but cannot justify 2 trips out when I’m already 2/3 of the way to my showings.
Puddle Jumping with Pandora's Box 