You find out that you will die in five years or less. How did you find this out? What would you do in those five years?
Well, I mean, first thing, how would I find out I'm going to die in five years? Realistically, if a psychic or something told me, I would hardly believe them...Let's do with a doctor says I have some medical condition that will kill me in five years, but I get to live normally until that time.
The prospect of only having five years left to live your life seems daunting. I would definitely try to start a family as quickly as possible. I would love to spend my remaining years watching a baby grow into a person, Seeing all the wonder of life through their eyes. Watching them have as many firsts as humanly possible.
I would also do all of the things you always put off. You know what I'm talking about. The trip you want to take but push out for whatever reason, the things you wanted to learn but you put off. I would do as much of that as I could in the time I had remaining.
I would also take the time to go through my belongs and organize them so the people let behind wouldn't have to do that. I would take the time to make sure that I organize and go through the photos I have and put them into albums and label each one (I should do this anyway lol). I would just take the time to make sure all my things are organized and it's easy for others to deal with when I'm gone.
Lastly, I would take the time to write my story. Write as much of my life as I can possibly remember, not only for me to remember, for my children (if I have them) and my family. Leave behind a piece of myself, in my own words.
So, that prompt was a little sad and morbid. Hopefully tomorrow is better....
Wednesday, May 6, 2020
Tuesday, May 5, 2020
Trying to get back on track
Over the last 6 months I did a lot of writing. I started yet another novel, and I have written about 475 pages, and then hit a stalemate. Coronavirus along with trying to submit writing to my first college level writing course has made me hit a bit of a block. Today I purchased a book of writing prompts. I am going to use my blog to work out these writing prompt.
Describe an important item from your childhood. Why was it important and where is it now?
When I was about 12 or 13 I wanted nothing more than to get an electric typewriter. I tried saving my money all summer long, the typewriter was about $120 with taxes all in. During the CNE, we used to help my mother and grandfather work at a parking lot to help raise funds the neighbourhood rec centre. We used to be paid about $20 to stand and flag cars to the parking lot.
On the very last day, which coincidentally was my birthday, when we finished and closed our parking lot, I did a count of all my savings and I was about $40 short. I was devastated. I had wanted that typewriter, with is different font wheels, so badly. My uncle realized how upset I was and agreed to go back out to the parking lot with me and work until we made the money. We charged $2 per car, and he kept a running total. When we hit the $40, we closed the lot, and headed home.
We walked in, and he handed me all the money, and told my mom to take me to the store the next day to get my typewriter. The next day, after dinner, we headed to the store and picked it up. As soon as I got home, I pulled it out of the box, and typed my first letter on it. I was so happy. I think I was even happier once I had fully worked and raised the money all myself.
That typewriter was my go to writing implement until my mother purchased a computer about 9 or 10 years later. I still used the typewriter even more than the computer, and I carried it with me until I was well into my 30's. I finally had to retire it, and a part of me still misses it to this day. The font wheels in their little plastic holder cases, the ribbons, the sound of the click, click, clack. I can still here it now...
Describe an important item from your childhood. Why was it important and where is it now?
When I was about 12 or 13 I wanted nothing more than to get an electric typewriter. I tried saving my money all summer long, the typewriter was about $120 with taxes all in. During the CNE, we used to help my mother and grandfather work at a parking lot to help raise funds the neighbourhood rec centre. We used to be paid about $20 to stand and flag cars to the parking lot.
On the very last day, which coincidentally was my birthday, when we finished and closed our parking lot, I did a count of all my savings and I was about $40 short. I was devastated. I had wanted that typewriter, with is different font wheels, so badly. My uncle realized how upset I was and agreed to go back out to the parking lot with me and work until we made the money. We charged $2 per car, and he kept a running total. When we hit the $40, we closed the lot, and headed home.
We walked in, and he handed me all the money, and told my mom to take me to the store the next day to get my typewriter. The next day, after dinner, we headed to the store and picked it up. As soon as I got home, I pulled it out of the box, and typed my first letter on it. I was so happy. I think I was even happier once I had fully worked and raised the money all myself.
That typewriter was my go to writing implement until my mother purchased a computer about 9 or 10 years later. I still used the typewriter even more than the computer, and I carried it with me until I was well into my 30's. I finally had to retire it, and a part of me still misses it to this day. The font wheels in their little plastic holder cases, the ribbons, the sound of the click, click, clack. I can still here it now...
Monday, May 4, 2020
Wow, how time flies...and stays the same. The ex I mentioned in my last post, he just had a baby with the same friend, that I again found out about through facebook lol.
I guess this post is about evolution...and the lack there of. It has been so many years since I was in a relationship. I spent years, working on me, trying to heal. Trying to move past all the residual abuse and hurt I suffered in my past relationships before I stepped into a new one. I finally felt 'ready' for as much as that word actually exists. No one who has ever been in any kind of abusive relationship feels ready, ever.
I finally met someone, and I genuinely want to make this relationship work. I feel something I haven't felt in years, hope. Sadly, I often think I'm a little broken. I keep trying to explain why I'm so overly apologetic and unsure of everything, and every time I do, I feel a little sadder that someone has to deal with my lingering issues...
I guess this post is about evolution...and the lack there of. It has been so many years since I was in a relationship. I spent years, working on me, trying to heal. Trying to move past all the residual abuse and hurt I suffered in my past relationships before I stepped into a new one. I finally felt 'ready' for as much as that word actually exists. No one who has ever been in any kind of abusive relationship feels ready, ever.
I finally met someone, and I genuinely want to make this relationship work. I feel something I haven't felt in years, hope. Sadly, I often think I'm a little broken. I keep trying to explain why I'm so overly apologetic and unsure of everything, and every time I do, I feel a little sadder that someone has to deal with my lingering issues...
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Rambling thought
Tonight I found out that my ex, the man who repeatedly asked me to have children with him, is now 4 months along in a pregnancy with the girl he assured me "was his best friend only".
As soon as 3 weeks ago we spoke and he never said anything. I had actually considered having kids with this man. We had been friends since we were 15 years old. At 35, both our options were narrowing and I thought our friendship might just be enough...
I am so much more upset than I imagined.
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
Under the weather
As I'm under the weather, I leave you with this pic of my beautiful niece:)
Saturday, October 19, 2013
A Blood Red Sky
Tonight I saw Chad Calek's documentary A Blood Red Sky for the second time.
The first time I sat through the 6 hour gold event ticket I purchased, I saw not only the film, but evidence from other investigations and discussions. Tonight was no different, except we were treated to 22 minutes I hadn't seen.
My reaction to the movie the first time I saw it was a mixture of awe, sadness, anger and appreciation for the film maker and participants as much as the content. I found myself anxious for Joe, tense for Justin, feeling bad for Mary Beth and feeling an admiration for Chad considering the things he had to task his friends to do. After I saw the movie the first time, I raved to my friends.
Tonight, I took a friend with me to see the film. She into the paranormal, but also a little anxious and scared, reminding me of Joe. I knew after the pre films she was hooked:) I had pre-ordered American Ghost Hunter and had hoped to show it to her before attending the Blood Red Sky event. Due to a few snafoo's it didn't work out that way. Even though my pre-ordered copy is coming I decided to purchase a copy for her to get signed.
The new footage was a surprise and I enjoyed the new music added in. I enjoyed the movie just as much as the first time...if not more! This time around, I paid more attention to all the details. I don't feel like I missed anything this time, except the ability to see this film on a BIG screen at my local theatre. It was that damn good.
As much as I want to see Calek movies on the BIG screen, I will admit, WHEN they make it there, I'll miss the intimate film showings with the Q & A after. I hope that never ends. If you want to be a part of helping to bring A Blood Red Sky to a theatre near you, you could purchase a copy of American Ghost Hunter here: http://www.aghthemovie.com
Hurry up Mr. Calek and the AGH crew, I can't wait for the next film:)
Thursday, October 17, 2013
An update
Things have been a little crazy in my world. I've been working like mad, and spending what free time I can with family.
I absolutely love spending every free minute with her. She is the apple of my eye.
And I snorkelled in the Bay of Pigs, pictures above. It was an amazing thing, and I enjoyed every second. I actually relaxed and just did nothing!
My sister had a baby in August. This is my niece Chelsea
Other than family, I took a vacation to Cuba in April
When I got back to work, it was busy busy busy and hasn't stopped. I am hoping for a winter themed vacation in January.
Off I go. I'll try to write more as I can do so from my phone now;) I love technology:)
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