I feel like my mother has just left me in my first kindergarten class. I'm still looking at the glass in the door and waiting for her face to reappear. Surely it's all a cruel joke and she is coming back to get me. She really isn't seriously going to leave me here. I remember that like feeling like it was this morning, and it still (oddly enough) has the power to evoke tears. Why?
I never thought I would come here. Here I am. I feel kind of numb to even be writing is beyond the steps I thought I might take. No, I never thought I would take. But I am here. I have arrived in a place I said I would never go. Today is my beginning. Thank you for your courage Jaliya. I believe it was the last little push I needed. Actually it was more like a big shove, but thank you anyway, here I am.....
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Way to go on the blog :-) and thank you for the note ... I am so glad that my writings resonate for you. I started my blogs a little over two years ago when I became quite ill ... They were one of a few "constants" in my life when so much was falling apart. Writing = sanity!
ReplyDeleteHi, they didn't want to let me back in. Had to reset my password to the same password it was when I signed up this morning. LOL
ReplyDeleteI think I know a little of which you speak. As I said, that's why I wrote. I've done the escapist thing for now. Was having some doubts, but nothing like a little Ayn Rand, to put a person right back to thinking that living in the valley wasn't such a bad decision after all. Good night. Gypsy
Thanks for the linkies :-)
ReplyDeleteThe valley's full of green ... You've made a good choice. I've come to think of blogging as a conversation ... sort of like pen-pal letters in the old days (I'm 51) ... :-)
You know Jaliya, I always thought of emails, blogs, posts and IMs in the same manner. When I was in public school, I had a pen pal in England whose writing I could barely read, but we wrote for a long time.
ReplyDeleteMy next pen pal was an inmate at the Colorado State Correctional Facilities. It's a long story how I got into that one, so I'll just say that a friend of mine in northern BC had met this woman on a junket type dealy to Vegas and he suggested I write to her. He wrote out the address and handed it to me. My jaw dropped to the table. I asked what would make him think that this woman and I would get along? He went into lengthy details and I left it at that. Then one afternoon with nothing else on the horizon and bored half ways to the moon, I sat down and wrote this woman a letter. We wrote off and on for a few years. I ended up engaged and wrote and told her about it; she wrote me back and told me I was insane; turned out she was right. LOL
The inmate? Donna Yacklich. She had hired to older teenage boys to murder her husband who was a cop, but apparently beat her quite frequently. Well those two boys shot the husband right in his own driveway and of course everyone was caught almost instantly. When I was writing to her, she seemed like a nice enough person, and was working with some group to get the ruling over turned. I had never heard of her before, but I didn't watch that much TV even then and much less now. I gather that she was unsuccessful in her attempts because I only recently found out that she didn't get out until 2005.
Here's the coindicence and more proof to add to the pudding on the statement, 'It can be a very, very small world.' About three years ago I joined a Q & A Site. Usually when you're on those sites for awhile, you make some friends through there. I ended up corresponding with a woman who lived in Colorado. I mentioned that I had once known someone in the penitentiary there.She asked who and I gave her Donna's name. Turned out that they were close neighbors and socialized quite often with Donna and her husband. So, it was through her that I found out that Donna had been released.
Enough for tonight and am going to try to hit the sack. Going whale watching next week and Grizzly Bears at Fish Creek and home to the cabin for another couple of weeks. I sure love it up there, but there have been some serious wildfires burning right in the cabin area and the highway coming in from the north was closed from the Alaska Hwy to Good Hope Lake. It only just opened late last night. I am hoping that by the time we get up there we'll still be able to get in.
Just so's you know I turned 51 on June 1. LOL
I think that I would like to come back more often to the blog site as there are a few things that I would like to do with it. First being how to set it up and use a design of my own choosing to put up on my page. I have several nice ones that I purchased from a womann who sells web sets. I am hoping that I can convert one into a blog page. Should be fun. We're on the road at the moment and have been for a little over a week. Prior to that we were on the road for the middle two weeks of July as well. So, now that I have once again found my site, I will book mark or fave it and then I'll be able to find it again.
Cheers
Diane