Who Am I?

I am taking this journey alone. The prospect thrills and frightens at the same time.         

In reality, we all take the journey sometimes with family, sometimes with friends 

but ultimately alone. 

I must make the decisions which way I go and that determines my next step.                

Guess I knew from way back that destiny would bring me back to where I started, 

Living my Life out of a Suitcase. 

It could be worse; I could be minus the suitcase with all my possessions on my back. 

I swore that my father must be at least half Gypsy but that might be putting them down 

so I take it back. 

There is a song, “I was born the next of kin to the wayward wind.” 

Trouble began when Dad had a family and drug us alone as he moved where ever the wind blew.    

I love the wind, I love to feel it blowing in my hair but tumbleweed do not set down roots 

and get tossed 

about at the mercy of the wind. 

At least I have the choice to get in out of the wind on occasion.                        

Talking About Dress

Talking About Dress

Will’s typical outfit is shorts, T-shirt, tennis shoes and baseball cap.

His wife has been doing a great job up dating his attire.

She has gotten him to wear Polo shirts with khaki pants.

Looks good, but he still has plenty of room to improve.

I was actually denied a job because of my dress.

The dress had a high neck and the skirt came over my knees

when I sat down. Only problem, the dress was sleeveless.

Seems the ‘Hard Shell’ religious group did not approve of


sleeveless dresses or Go Go boots. (Wasn’t wearing boots.)

I saved my boots for Missouri.

I was under the impression that people up ‘North’ would wear long skirts

in the winter. Long skirts were a lifesaver in Little Rock when the wind blew.

However, up north, boots and shorter skirts were the norm.

It is very difficult to climb over snow banks and drag a skirt that now has a

sopping wet hem.

My cousin Lou, had dressing for the cold down pat.

Her future husband picked her up for a date.

She was fully dressed from head to toe.

She ordered him to open the car door for her.

While he was complying, she pulled off her shoes, ran and jumped into the car.

Thus the necessity of him preparing the way.

Lou did not want to get her new shoes wet. She reasoned that her feet would clean but

she wasn’t so sure about the shoes.

Now when I taught first grade, I wore slacks a lot.

I opted for comfort and cover above style.

Teaching special education, I could again wear dresses. I believe that

teachers should dress professionally. I took to wearing only dresses.

Treating the Symptons

Treating the Symptoms Not Taking Care of the Problem

                        In pain, the doctor gives you a medication to alleviate the symptom. 

What caused the pain? Is there a plan to discover what exactly caused the problem in the first place? It is so much easier to just fix the symptoms than to dig deep and find out what the problem is. 

Think this is only for medical problems, think again. If you have an issue in your life, how easy is it for you to discover what is at the root and fix it. We have a tendency to either ignore the problem until it can no longer be ignored or we run from the situation, thinking that time and space will make the problem go away. Neither works and both can be detrimental in the long run.                            

For instance, you have chest pain and you put it off thinking it is just indigestion. 

You chomp down on antacids until you have a full-blown heart attack. Happens more than you think.

The faucet drips, you take a wrench and tighten it. One day the pipe burst and your bathroom is flooded. See I told you putting things off is not always the best policy.

            How do you get the doctor to take you seriously that something is wrong? Be persistent. 

Be your own advocate. Be informed. Doctors are only human and if you don’t stand up for yourself, no one else will until it could be too late.