Disappointment & Joy
Last week was not a good week for me. I had been told that I had a job teaching on Monday and on Friday morning found out that, No! I didn't get the job. It was a stressful time and yes, I was very disappointed, I felt like crying, but I decided that life goes on, and maybe this wasn't my blessing . It seemed that I had been preparing for this job all my life, but, now I see that old saying of, "never counting your chickens before they hatch" has merit.
Well, on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I had some really good moments in my life. On Tuesday, my family (mother, sisters, nieces, nephew, and brother-in-law) went to the Veteran's Park at Lake Blackshear in Cordele, Georgia (a 9000 acre lake) and what a time we had, the kids were playing in the water from the time we got there until we left, and in the area where we set up, the entire area was populated with people from Dawson, Georgia. My brother-in-law got up at 3am that morning and cooked the meats, my sister made potato salad and we took chips and drinks. All we did when we got to the lake was sit back and relax. The weather was really pleasant, so I placed my chair between two trees and did not have to move to follow the shade at all, I even got so relaxed that I took out my MP3 player and listened to some smooth sounds as the gentle breeze caressed my wounded mind and tired soul.
On Friday of the week before, I had sent a letter to someone living in Virginia, trying to locate a very good friend from my days in the Army that I had lost touch with about 10 years ago. And on Wednesday, while checking my email, I saw a subject with my friend's name. I was so amazed and overjoyed, that I had to call her immediately, but she had company, so I agreed to call her within an hour, well, she couldn't wait because she called me back and we were on the phone for over an hour. Oh we spent quite a bit of time catching up and reliving those days gone by. Just thinking about some of the things we did, brings a smile to my face even now. I vowed to her that I would always keep in touch and this is one promise that I plan to keep.
Well, my other best friend from my Army days called me on Thursday and we talked for a while. My wounded spirit was beginning to heal. My mantra is it takes a village to raise a child, well; it also takes a village to keep one's spirit and soul healthy. I have not seen either of my friends in over 20 years, but my heart feels no less love for them as if I just left them both yesterday. Sometimes in life, you cross paths with people and they have a profound effect upon your life. You love them for life and they become a part of your family and your village. The joy that these two friends have brought me has been enormous; the impact upon my life has been deep in ways in which you wouldn’t imagine.
And then on Friday, another friend called to check on me and we were on the phone for hours and kept telling each other bye. This friend I have never had the opportunity to meet in person, but I feel as if I have known her all my life.
My village is a circle, and in a circle there is no ending, just a continuous link. And although my circle has no ending, it can expand, and it has. In order to receive blessings, you have to be open to receiving them and my friends and family are my blessings and I am glad that God has given me the intelligence to realize it.
Shout Outs to: Marcia, Cassandra, & Miriam.
Return to the village!
Well, on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I had some really good moments in my life. On Tuesday, my family (mother, sisters, nieces, nephew, and brother-in-law) went to the Veteran's Park at Lake Blackshear in Cordele, Georgia (a 9000 acre lake) and what a time we had, the kids were playing in the water from the time we got there until we left, and in the area where we set up, the entire area was populated with people from Dawson, Georgia. My brother-in-law got up at 3am that morning and cooked the meats, my sister made potato salad and we took chips and drinks. All we did when we got to the lake was sit back and relax. The weather was really pleasant, so I placed my chair between two trees and did not have to move to follow the shade at all, I even got so relaxed that I took out my MP3 player and listened to some smooth sounds as the gentle breeze caressed my wounded mind and tired soul.
On Friday of the week before, I had sent a letter to someone living in Virginia, trying to locate a very good friend from my days in the Army that I had lost touch with about 10 years ago. And on Wednesday, while checking my email, I saw a subject with my friend's name. I was so amazed and overjoyed, that I had to call her immediately, but she had company, so I agreed to call her within an hour, well, she couldn't wait because she called me back and we were on the phone for over an hour. Oh we spent quite a bit of time catching up and reliving those days gone by. Just thinking about some of the things we did, brings a smile to my face even now. I vowed to her that I would always keep in touch and this is one promise that I plan to keep.
Well, my other best friend from my Army days called me on Thursday and we talked for a while. My wounded spirit was beginning to heal. My mantra is it takes a village to raise a child, well; it also takes a village to keep one's spirit and soul healthy. I have not seen either of my friends in over 20 years, but my heart feels no less love for them as if I just left them both yesterday. Sometimes in life, you cross paths with people and they have a profound effect upon your life. You love them for life and they become a part of your family and your village. The joy that these two friends have brought me has been enormous; the impact upon my life has been deep in ways in which you wouldn’t imagine.
And then on Friday, another friend called to check on me and we were on the phone for hours and kept telling each other bye. This friend I have never had the opportunity to meet in person, but I feel as if I have known her all my life.
My village is a circle, and in a circle there is no ending, just a continuous link. And although my circle has no ending, it can expand, and it has. In order to receive blessings, you have to be open to receiving them and my friends and family are my blessings and I am glad that God has given me the intelligence to realize it.
Shout Outs to: Marcia, Cassandra, & Miriam.
Return to the village!
posted by Romaine Richardson | 2:24 PM
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