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Reflections of Yesteryear

Today, I received a package from my Aunt Gloria filled with memories and treasures, some never I had seen,

Some were of Grandma and Grandpa, who I never really had the chance to know, still married they were,

 Photos black and white of a smallish home, it didn’t seem quite big enough for eight active kids and teens,

Inside were also photos of a handsome young man going off to defend our country, leaving the cold, Burr.

 

I wonder what he thought as he left his family and young lady behind for California’s sunny beaches and the bugle calls,

Though he returned two years later to marry his young lady and take her with him in his gleaming blue car.

A “Just married” sign hung on the back of it as he took her to a new life at the oceanside and seagulls

I wonder what she thought as she traded green, rolling hills for palm trees and mountains tall and far.

 

As I looked through the photos, there was a card written almost 25 years after for birthday,

On the back was a note, reflecting life’s changes, he told his dad that he was going to marry a new wife,

The hope, happiness and joy felt by the young couple, so long ago, was not meant to stay,

The photos and treasures tell a story, and they are snapshots in time, reflections and intersections of life.

 Photo From Yahoo Search, Rich Cruize, 2013The Sun Peers Thru the Oceanside Pier - February 12, 2013

 

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Haiku PRESS AND TOUCH

Mom 1961Senior '83

Mom and I @ the age of 17, Senior photos

GOD BLESS YOU MOM

Pressed my hand to hers,

Knew I would see her no more,

Our last moment, touch

 

Pressed Mom to me, We

Rocked in the chair of my youth

 Was a dream, our touch.

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #184 Press&Touch

Thinking of You, Mom

Mom,

As your 75th birthday draws near on New Year’s Day,

I find that dear thoughts of you come to me today,

I wish I could have planned a special day for you,

But, you hated your birthday, “just getting older,” you would say.

I work hard now, to appreciate my birthdays Mom,

It is hard I must confess, seeing that damned gray hair.

But I should not digress, and I should not give a care.

Because you had so many gifts, but you did not believe in yourself or it,

You had so many ways to help spirits lift, I wish you knew you had strength and grit.

Now that you have been at home with God for more than 5 years, I hope and pray,

That you know how special you are, God blessed you, no matter what you would say.

I hope you are the special guardian of all cats and dogs. for that was your wish.

I can imagine you surrounded by pets, frogs and polliwogs and perhaps even fish.

I love and think of you all the time, and I hope you will see my little rhyme.

Photos of Mom  – Her senior photo and below that is a photo Mom, my baby brother and myself in the background. I am falling asleep. My brother was always hungry. Lol, it is nice to know that not everything changes!

 

Mom 1961Mom Baby Glen and tired me in the background

An Update Concerning My Life’s Journey

Before I get started on this update, may I take a moment to wish everybody a Merry Christmas and a happy and blessed holiday season for those who celebrate Hanukah or have some other wonderful tradition!

Part of the reason that I started this blog is share my experiences as a woman with disabilities. For those who do not know, I graduated last year with a degree with a BA degree in Human Services with a major emphasis on Gerontology, older people, and people with disabilities.  I have Cerebral Palsy.  in my case, means that I am confined to a power chair. My thought/plan was that I would go to work as a social worker in a skilled nursing facility – a nursing home. I did not know that almost all human service jobs require both a driver’s license and the ability to perform CPR and other first aid. Although I have requested accommodation for these, it has not resulted in a long-term job.  I have had 2 very short-term jobs, one at an adult family home and another as a fingerprinting clerk. Neither job gave me much of a chance to succeed at it. I worked with the older ladies for four shifts. They were more happy watching T.V., than having me there. However, the youngest client was 87 years young; they felt as though I was bugging them. As for the fingerprinting job, the powers that be felt that I was not fast enough to keep up. These experiences caused me to re-think my plans. I am now enrolled in a Master’s program for Marriage & Family Therapy. So far, I have maintained an “A” average for my Master’s classes. In February, I will begin classes through NAMI, The National Alliance of Mental Illness for peer to peer support.

This program allows people who have successfully dealt with mental illness e.g. depression, anxiety etc. to help someone that is new to the behavioral/mental health system. I will act as mentor to them. Ten weeks of training will be required, but I am looking forward to this opportunity very much. I have always wanted a job/career that I would be able help people improve the quality of life of others. It is a great feeling to know that I made lives better in these difficult times.

As you see, there is still much work to do before people with disabilities get the employment opportunities as others. I think of it like the Olympics, we must be outstanding at the job to get the same opportunity to work. Yes, there are anti-discrimination laws in place, BUT, there is something called “At Will Employment.” Simply put, this means that a boss in 49 out of 50 states has the right to terminate anyone with or without cause, something that I have learned because of my years in school.Getting ready for graduation 2016

Casting Your Cares

1 Peter 5:7 says, “Cast your cares upon Him for He cares for you.” English can be very inadequate at times. The word as a verb, “cast”, has a much more literal meaning in Greek than I ever thought. It means to to throw away or to fling away from you. One article I read described it as dumping our worries and anxieties onto God. That made me a little guilty because I really do not want to dump my problems onto people.164caoceanside But, as a parent, don’t I want to help my child with problems if I can?  Sure, I do! That is the same way that God feels about you and me! When I was a little girl, I went with my Grandpa several times to fish off the pier in Oceanside, CA. Last night, I remembered how my Grandpa would beautifully and smoothly cast his fishing pole into the ocean, far away from him. I recalled wanting to do it just like him, but I didn’t have the knack or experience. Every time I tried to cast my pole, the hook would catch on my wheelchair or on the pier itself. But, Grandpa helped me do it. He was a very special man who taught me many life lessons, even about casting my cares! He always had a way of sharing God’s love!  Years later, there were signs up not to cast your poles anymore when the new pier was built!

BUT Be Brave Be Bold

Daring to live life,

Sadly. there will be some strife,

BUT be brave, be bold.

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