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The Grudge

“Life is too short for long-term grudges.” Elon Musk

He’s right there but holding “grudges” as humans seems to be normal if not a necessary practice at times. Holding a grudge against someone who did you wrong is sometimes the only form of hitting back or getting some form of satisfaction for all the pain they had put you through. Even if it is invisible to the person you are aiming the grudge at, nevertheless, it feels good to have that weapon an imaginary one that seethes within you and sometimes burns a hole in your soul.

Been there, done that. I’m only human after all and I’m no saint. I know I’ve held a “grudge fest” against my ex for a long time. How dare he walk off into the sunset and leave me to deal with the aftermath after causing the wreckage he did? That right there was my reasoning for holding onto the grudge. It took a long time to learn that grudges weigh you down, there is a certain heaviness that you carry around but more importantly, you do not move on or move forward with a grudge or two hanging around your neck.

“Holding on to anger is like holding on to an anchor and jumping into the sea. If you don’t let it go, you’ll drown.” Unknown

This applies to grudges as well. Learning to let go takes time, doing the forgiveness thing even more so. I still haven’t forgiven him but I have learned to let go of the bitterness. I don’t feel that sour taste in my mouth each time he shows up here. That in itself is progress. I also believe in karma and I know that what you put out there comes back to you eventually. Is that like holding a grudge? Maybe, but it is the best I can do for now.

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Are you holding a grudge? About?

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JAPAN

I wanted to say Maui in Hawaii but I decided to go with Japan. I’ve written about Maui before so Japan is the next furthest place I’ve ever been. I recall I was headed to Asia and needed to catch a connecting flight from Japan.

I was tired when we landed in Japan. It was getting dark and I had very little time before my next flight took off from there. The terminal was very crowded AND the signs, the all-important ones, that tell you where to go were all in Japanese! The people I spoke to couldn’t help, they just spoke Japanese and I was lost! After several minutes of trying to no avail, I decided to walk around. Suddenly, a young Japanese businessman approached me and spoke to me in English! He told me, “Don’t worry, I’ve traveled all over the world and when I come into this airport, I get lost as well!” That made me feel a whole lot better but I still had the predicament of getting to where I needed to go.

He was nice enough to walk with me to an area where we had to go down some stairs. It was dark and I felt uneasy but I had my brave face on and didn’t show how I was feeling. Suddenly we were outside in the cold evening air. He told me I needed to take a bus or an airport shuttle to get to where I needed to go! He saw the alarm on my face but assured me that I would be alright. He waited till I boarded the bus and with a wave and a smile, he was gone. The bus driver did not speak English and I was the only one on that shuttle! I kept my eyes peeled and saw the sign I needed. To make a long story short, I made it in time for my next flight.

I recall that trip and it stands out for all the reasons I mentioned above. It was nerve-wracking and for a single female alone and one who gets jittery at even the smallest thing, it stands out like a sore thumb. Perhaps, they have better signs now in English but back then, that was not the case.

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Share a story about the furthest you’ve ever traveled from home.

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My Home, My Castle

I visualize my ideal home as being on two floors with enough space to get lost in! It should have lots of windows to let the light in but not enough to let intruders in! I have a fear of things that go bump in the night including the human kind. It should be well-protected meaning it has good lighting at night, cameras that patrol the area and doors and windows that are burglarproof.

A single woman living alone has her fears but I live in a safe neighborhood where nothing much happens. TOUCH WOOD! Yes, I am superstitious as well. I usually have a peaceful night but once in a while, I hear a loud thump and my heart goes racing. It is usually a stray cat out there having fun or another animal I know not of.

I would call my house my ideal home. It is in a quiet neighborhood, the fields are just a stone’s throw away, the neighbors keep to themselves (it is just the way of an old village) but I love the peace and quiet. The house itself has four floors and it is too big for one person plus a cat but I am used to it and I can’t see myself living anywhere else. If I could do it over, I would get rid of the top floor, it hardly gets used and I would redo the wellness area in the cellar. I’ll do away with the sauna and make it into an extra bedroom or just an area to lounge in. The stairs get tedious at times especially when you have to carry the vacuum up and down the stairs but I love the “security” of sleeping upstairs with the bedroom door locked!

My ideal home is where I live right now.

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What does your ideal home look like?

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Chachi

I’ve written about the little furball many many times here and I know I’ve waxed lyrical about him but he is worth waxing lyrical over. He makes me laugh, he makes me happy and at times, he brings a tear of joy to my eye.

The little guy has his ways but he is one smart cookie! He learns quickly and knows how NOT to act like a typical cat when he is interacting with his mommy. His nails are well-sheathed when he runs his paws through my hair to wake me, it is soft and smooth and done very lovingly. When I give him a cleaning, it is met with no protest. He sits there quietly trusting that his mom would not hurt him whatever she does. I can clip his nails, give him a wash cloth bath and even clean his eyes and ears with no problems at all. Once a week, he gets his teeth cleaned with a tiny glove that goes over his pearly whites and he takes it like a champ. When all is said and done, he rubs up against my arm or shoulder, gives me this all loved up look and takes care of his own needs. It could be a drink of water, some food or just while his time away in his window seat.

The thing he does that brings a tear of joy to my eyes is this newly found way of showing affection. Kisses done the cat’s way is a thing of the past. He used to brush his nose against mine and then go all the way up and plant a kiss on my forehead. These days that has changed. Now, he comes straight for my lips, looks into my eyes and then stops just short, perhaps a millimeter away and moves away. Guys, it’s the closest to getting a “kiss” from little macho but I know that it is his way of saying, “I love you.” It definitely brings a tear of joy to my eye!

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What brings a tear of joy to your eye?

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Blogging

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When I first started posting here, I didn’t think of it as blogging. I was away from the public eye or so I thought and at the time I had next to no viewers, readers or “likes” for that matter. It was alright with me because everything was low-key and I could write about whatever I wanted to.

It was fun, it was a way to get my frustrations out and at times my anger out as well and a way to clear the path forward. I had taken a fall and I was trying to find my way out of that rabbit hole and what better way to do this than to get it all out there, the good, the bad, and the ugly! I was literally putting myself out there, lock, stock and barrel.

Then those “likes” started rolling in and I realized that people liked what I was writing about and some were in the same boat as I was and it was a way for us to grow and get better together. However, it got a little uncomfortable because at times I felt like I was on full display with my hurts, wounds, and feelings out there for all to see. The other aspect was that there were many out there who had walked the same path I had walked and were looking for ways to get a grasp on life again. I continued and now I do get more likes than I used to, the site is “booming” as I was told earlier this week and it is doing fine.

It is not about the “likes,” it is about life from my perspective and what I have done to get myself back on track and back on the journey of life and if my story has helped someone than my writing or blogging has been well-worth the effort.

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Why do you blog?

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The Interview

I decided to interview Chachi, the cat. He’s quite a character and probably has LOTS to say about his life as an indoor cat and mommy’s sweetheart and buddy.

ME: “Are you ready for the interview?”

HIM: “I sure am. Shoot!”

ME: “Tell me about your life. What could be better?”

HIM: “That’s a big question and you probably don’t want to know. Here goes….I love my life and I love my mommy but I need a companion. One of my kind.”

ME: “You mean a friend to play with?”

HIM: “Nope. Someone I can BOSS around.”

ME: “You boss me around, isn’t that enough?”

HIM: “Yeah, but you’re not that easy to boss around. I need someone who will sit quietly and agree to everything I say.”

ME: “You mean you want to be a dictator?”

HIM: “If that’s what they call them, then yes. I have no power in this house and I need POWER!“

He stands up, runs his paw over his face and turns his big expressive eyes on me. It’s a gaze that’s unwavering and it tells me he knows what he is doing.

ME: “Power like in what you do to those stuffed birds?”

His stuffed birds are a mess. Some have their stuffing halfway out and some have parts missing! Like I’ve said before, the little guy has this passive-aggressive thing going.

HIM: “Sort of. My mommy is nice but she’s weird at times. She lets me have my way but sometimes it comes to a screeching halt and I better behave or else! This is not being BOSS but a slave. Cats were not made to be slaves. The Pharaohs viewed us with deep respect and they believed that we were divine beings. Their admiration for us was so great that they dressed us in jewelry and mummified us upon death. Furthermore, anyone who harmed us were severely punished. They considered us to be magical creatures.”

ME: “Hmm….you sure are one smart kitty. I guess that’s why your other name is Einstein?”

HIM: “You got that right!

He gives me this side-eyed look and sprawls on his back all the time looking at me.

ME: “How can I make your life better?”

HIM: “Easy, agree to everything I want and you’ve got it made!”

Time to end the interview. Little Macho was back on his horse and it was time to show him who is really the BOSS.

ME: “Go play Chachi. I’ve got things to do.”

HIM: “I knew it! You never listen, that is your problem amongst other things! “

That was the end of an uneventful interview. The little brat is sitting in his window seat and contemplating, Mutiny on the Bounty! Oh well, some days are better than others and I have no intention of making him the BOSS!

Daily writing prompt

Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.

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Calm and Ready?

It is hard to describe what I am feeling right now. A mix between calm, unrest and ready to tackle anything. If that makes sense.

There is an inner peace within which comes from having done my daily walk in nature. The cool breeze and grey cloudy skies helped to get me there. It wasn’t a calm day because rain is in the forecast and the weather is doing its dance between wind and the expectation of rain. It definitely suits the mood I am in now.

I am at peace and I am calm but something within, just beneath the surface is doing something else. There is a certain uneasiness and I guess it stamps from the unknown. The unknown is a scary place especially if it could go the wrong way and that is my situation right now.

Trust and believe that all will be well is what I tell myself but that inner place where calm exists has to come to the forefront and stay there for a while. Whatever I am doing right now helps but just for a short time and the voice within, the one that speaks to me in a loud voice wants to get rid of the calmness because that is what it does best. I tell it to take its place where it belongs but it isn’t listening very well for some reason.

There are three things I am grappling with right now and that is the unknown, distress and unrest. It is a mixture of feelings that are topsy turvy at times and at times where it needs to be. However, I know it will right itself out because it always does, one way or another.

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How are you feeling right now?

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Meditation

The habit of doing my meditation practice two or three times a day has helped to calm my mind and to give me a new perspective on life. When chaos reigns, I go within.

A walking meditation helps. I may be doing the physical act of moving but my mind is doing something else. I zone out and let nature do its thing. When at home, I find a quiet place, it is usually in my bedroom where I sit comfortably on the bed and close my eyes only to find that there is another realm I can escape to. I start out by calming my mind and body. A couple of deep breaths does the job well. Then I go within, at first it is dark and that’s ok. Other times, I have a lot of junk that needs to be cleared out. This takes a few minutes to reel the mind back. Then peace walks in and we sit together for a while, sometimes 15 minutes and sometimes half an hour.

Meditation helps me to focus better, to throw out what is not necessary and more importantly what doesn’t serve me but most of all, it brings a certain serenity to my being and I find that if done on a daily basis, it can make you a stronger and more balanced individual. It definitely helps to improve my quality of life.

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What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?

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My Last Online Search

Ever since I was told that I needed another test to know for sure if there is anything wrong healthwise, I have been constantly Googling! It’s nothing new, I love researching on anything and everything.

Now, I had a reason to find out as much as I possibly could about this upcoming test and I’m pretty sure that when I show up there, I will have a Ph.D on the subject at large or at least I will have my eyes and ears peeled for what they will put me through and ask questions that will show them (the doctors) that I do have some knowledge about the procedure and I will not be led blindly like a lamb to the slaughter, although I do feel like one.

Anyway, I have done my research, I am armed with knowledge and I know what is coming up as far as the test goes. The radiation that will be injected into my veins will be minimal and according to my sources (Google) it says that it will be in your system for a day and with lots of hydration afterwards, it should be flushed out just as quickly. However, the outcome is something else altogether. I WANT TO KNOW and I don’t want to know. Does that make sense?

In the meantime, I am doing my part to stay healthy, doing my walks religiously, staying stress-free and meditating for all I’m worth. My research shows that stress could make the situation worse so anything that ups the stress factor is out the door! Yes folks, I’m a hypochondriac but it’s better than walking in with the blindfold on.

The last thing I searched online had all the major hospitals lined up one after another. They all have something to say on the matter and some go in one ear and out the other and others I am taking to heart. The internet is full of disinformation and misinformation as you well know but if you know what to look for, you have some valuable information at your fingertips.

Daily writing prompt

What was the last thing you searched for online? Why were you looking for it?

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TV Shows

I wasn’t allowed to watch a lot of TV as a child. Much of our time was spent gathered in the living room listening to mom and dad droning on about life as a Christian child. Along with it came Bible study and prayers.

Most kids our age were gathered around their TV sets lost in a wonderful world of make-believe but for us, it came much later and only if we had been good kids. Who decided if we had been naughty or nice? You guessed it!

I recall a few that my parents thought were good shows to watch. They liked Magnum P.I. for some reason, probably for the same reason I did. No one could fake that cute smile! The A-Team was liked by dad so we sat right there as he watched his favorite show. The Miami Vice guys were something to watch. I loved Sonny Crockett! Cartoons were my favorites. I don’t think I had any favorites. I loved them all. Scooby-Doo, Where Are You! and Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids comes to mind. I can’t recall the rest!

It wasn’t all bad, the childhood I mean. I created my own fun and you don’t want to know what that was! Let’s just say, I was a little terror and I could give those TV shows a run for the money!

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What TV shows did you watch as a kid?

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