Posts Tagged ‘disaster’

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“I love bringing roses to a woman when she least expects it.”~ Esai Morales

I’m sitting here, staring blank at the clock and I realize that in just a few minutes, it is about to be a new day.

I also realize that it will be one day closer to that ill-thought that is Valentine’s Day.

I thought that this year would be different for me. I no longer have that thought any more this very night. And with under a week to go….. the answer is unclear at this point.

I had asked someone to “be my Valentine” and in my past experiences, either I was lied to or my request was denied. And even if I had offered an evening full of PLATONIC surprises to a woman, having a date for that night would never ever happen. Not ever.

The closest thing that came to a Valentine’s Day celebration was with my last girlfriend. She didn’t want conventional gifts such as roses and chocolates. But she was able to chose what was to be had for dinner and I was the one that cooked it and had it ready to be placed on the table by the time she got home from work. There was no intimacy that evening either as she had been feeling bad days prior and all the excitement of the surprise was too much for her to handle. She went to bed long before I did that night.

So I’ve not been given the experience of chocolates, and roses, and diamonds, and kissing and making love. And yes that makes me VERY BITTER towards the holiday in general almost to the point of hating it.

But yes, I did ask someone to be my Valentine this year. And they said yes. Okay, great… now what? Now it was time to go into the pages of the books written by Jodi Ambrose and take a refresher course of the do’s and do not’s. Even though this woman ….. well, there’s nothing there. Just me being interested. 

I won’t get into detail to spare anyone from the public shaming session that would be inevitable to come by colleagues and close personal friends of mine, but so close to being able to do what I would like to do on a Valentine’s Day ….. only to find out that the woman has betrayed my senses and my trust. I know that I will be receiving personal messages about this. And I am ready for some of those messages to be along the lines of “I told you so!” but I will not fight them.  Being tricked and deceived by someone in this manner is not fun. I find it earth shattering and it doesn’t help anything going on with me upstairs.   large (2)

So again with just so many days left.. I’ve not done anything about it. I don’t know at this point if I will or if I will just let Valentine’s Day slide and let it join the rest of the lonely Valentine’s Days that I have a nearly a lifetime of.

Maybe one day I will get it right.

Maybe I won’t.

If you are still reading this: blog posts are probably going to be this “sad” for a while until I am able to stand back up again. And I know that day is coming!!

It is honestly not meant intentionally to the masses of people to be reading about my pain but this IS MY BLOG!! And I shall turn a few posts into a diary if I feel like it.

And even if I make the rest of this week through… I’m just not sure that I will make it to BJ & Steak Day.

 

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“Love and compassion are necessities, not luxuries. Without them humanity cannot survive.”~ Dalai Lama

Its been a very difficult week for the United States of America. So many tragedies happening. Not too long after the Boston Marathon bombing came the news of a fertilizer plant that exploded in a small town called West, Texas.

West, Texas is just a few miles north of Waco, Texas.

It is a very sad story to hear and there is going to be a very difficult uphill battle for the town and its citizens.

Many people in Texas were horrified upon hearing the news. And even a full day later after the explosion, officials are not given any information on casualties and/or deaths.

This story broke nationwide for sure.

And throughout the pandemonium  hearing different stories that were actually never official that maybe up to 60 people had died in this explosion. Even early this morning there was a possible death toll of 5-15 people. But again, nobody is talking about those kinds of numbers. There are however, first responders and firefighters who missing at this hour.

After reading countless posts on Facebook about this tragedy closer to home, we enter the people whom I have given this month’s Compassion Award.

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Brenda Flores, Auggie Del Ray

The band that I have recently been writing about, BEAUTIFUL DISTURBANCE, who comes originally from Waco, Texas had many compassionate posts by its members. Auggie Del Ray and Brenda Flores.

Just hours after the news had broke about this story, Auggie Del Ray was so moved that he decided that he wanted to do something for the people of West, Texas who were suffering.

The story last night was that many of the citizens were being evacuated and more or less left homeless until fires at the plant could be contained and the threat was diminished.

Auggie Del Ray in an act of selflessness, posted on his personal Facebook profile that HIS home would be open to those who were being displaced and evacuated.

He also was encouraging for those who could help to do so. No matter if it meant donating money or blood.

Then this afternoon, BEAUTIFUL DISTURBANCE came together as the family that they are, and now are going to give 100% of the proceeds of the band’s merchandise sold on the 18th and 19th of April to the victims of West, Texas.

Any kind of merchandise that you can find on their website, ALL the money will be donated!!!

It was very awesome gesture on behalf of Auggie, Brenda, and the rest of the band. And it floored me that they were so very willing to do this.

These kinds of tragedies will only be overcome by people willing to donate. Usually this means a lot of money for the restoration and rebuilding of what was lost, which was a lot!!!

So go ahead and buy yourself a t-shirt, some posters, a wristband, whatever you like. And do so knowing that your purchases will go towards the hurting victims of this disaster.

http://www.beautifuldisturbancemusic.com

 

 

“Girls were always my biggest distraction in school.”~  Channing Tatum
 
Happy Friday, everybody! Or around here: “Coffee & Donuts Day”.
 
Each and every Friday morning, I am filled with curiosity to see just what kind of behavior will be exhibited by those wanting donuts. It always varies depending on who is there. But this morning was a bit different. But I figured that it would be particularly interesting considering how greedy these neighbors showed off during Food Pantry Day just a couple days ago.
 
The van in which contained those neighbors who went walking for excercise (as well as carried the donuts) broke down. It caused a great delay for a lot of people. But surprisingly enough, everyone was calm. Nobody was throwing a tantrum about the tardiness of the weekly donut distribution.
 
But coffee was readily available. To which I had consumed numerous cups. However, what goes in must come out. Particularly of the liquid variety.
 
“Holding it” was not an option.
 
I returned to evacuate my bladder in the privacy of my own home. I began to believe that as soon a I left the building, the donuts would arrive. And with the group of people who had been already waiting there, nobody could say for sure if there would be anything left.
 
But I did what I had to do and then went on my journey back to the community room to seek the answer to the burning question.
 
My home is at the top of a hill. To get to the community room, I must negotiate a slight turn in the middle of four sidewalks that cross one another and still manage the incline and watch my speed so I don’t run over anyone.
 
As I was beginning to build up speed, I was distracted by something out of the corner of my eye. A woman was walking on the property that I had never seen before. Wouldn’t you know it, I looked up and over the back of my shoulder as I had to maintain speed and get around that slight turn.
 
My distraction would get the best of me as I did not slow down enough to take the slight turn and stay on the sidewalk. Because I simply wasn’t paying any attention to where I was.
 
The woman that I had been staring at disappeared in a flash as I felt the wheelchair began to lean heavily to one side. I looked forward and I could feel myself going at an angle to my left. 'I immediately became distracted.'
 
I knew what was going to happen and there was not a lot that I could do. I tipped over and got dumped out of my wheelchair to the left side. My body tumbling like a circus performer before I stuck the landing on my butt in the grass. The wheelchair now empty…. simply tossed to the side.
 
I’m physically fine. I don’t even have any scrapes or cuts or anything. Nothing broken, nothing bruised. Well, maybe my own personal ego…. but only a little bit.
 
That’s what I get for not paying attention to what I was doing. Rather than doing something that I do dozens of times a day for the past several years, but instead I focused on something (or someone) else which caused the “crash and burn”.
 
When these kinds of things happen, I find myself to hit the dirt and the first thing that I always do is look around to see if anyone might have seen it. Nine times out of ten there isn’t anyone around. So the humiliation factor goes to nothing.
 
I lifted up my wheelchair and then climbed back into it. I soared down the rest of the hill and turned into the community room where there was only four donuts left. I was shocked that they were not all gone.
 
I had eaten my donut and came back home so I can get ready for the day. But still had to blog about it while it was still fresh in my mind. Someone is going to need a laugh today, and find this funny.