Every story has a beginning and mine began a long time ago in a faraway land where East meets West.
Daily writing prompt
You’re writing your autobiography. What’s your opening sentence?
Symphony of My Soul
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Three Objects I Couldn’t Live Without
I think it would be my computer, my mobile phone and lastly but not least my car.
The computer is the first thing I go to after having my first cup of coffee and breakfast. I wonder what is waiting for me there. Perhaps a message from the publisher that the final manuscript is waiting for my approval but so far no luck there! Otherwise, I look at what the Daily Prompt is about and go from there. It is a companion of sorts although inanimate but still it is something I can’t live without. What if it breaks down? Lord, have mercy! I think I would be lost without it.
The mobile phone is my security blanket. It is there as a back up if the land line doesn’t work or for some reason is down which has happened many times before. It is next to me when I go to sleep and one I reach for in the middle of the night when sleep evades me. There is information at my finger tips and help if needed when I am out and about. Nope, I can’t live without it either.
My car is my mode of transportation to get me from Point A to Point B. I don’t think about how much I need it until it breaks down which it did a month or two ago and then it hit home that I had been taking it for granted. It was time to change that mindset! It is back and running and purring like a new born.
Three inanimate objects but I can’t see my life without them and they are needed for my daily existence. Perhaps I place too much importance on them but that’s the way it is and so it will stay.
My Growth Experiences…
It’s Sunday and too early in the morning to go that deep but I’ll give it a try since I just had my first cup of coffee and my mind is raring to go!
I would say “loss.” Many of us go through it and some of us refuse to learn from it. Loss to us is simply that. Losing something precious, losing a relationship for whatever the reason and of course death is the ultimate loss. These three things taught me that life is fragile but more importantly life is about learning because it (life) has lessons planned and learning and moving on is the only way to go. Standing still is not an option, screaming and howling is not an option, although you can try and I have, thumping your nose at it is not going to work either.
More than my marriage breaking up, I think it was death that brought home the fact that nothing lasts forever but I have strength, incredible strength within the kind that is capable of slaying monsters. First I had to accept that the person had moved on and I was left standing to pick up the pieces. It took crying, incredible grief, talking to myself, finding avenues to let that grief out but most of all when all was said and done, I took up the reins of life again and moved forward one step at a time and I am still moving forward although some days are harder than others. Loss teaches us that when one door closes another one opens. If you keep looking at that closed door, there is no moving forward but if you embrace and move through that open door there is a world of opportunities and new possibilities waiting to be discovered. Courage is needed and of course strength to push you through. It is still a learning process for me and I haven’t reached the pinnacle yet but maybe one day I will or maybe life is just that, when you think you’ve mastered a lesson along comes another. If that’s the case, make it a simpler one the next time around PLEASE!
My Belief in Fate/Destiny
I do believe that fate/destiny are intertwined and things or events in life that take place do so because of these two entities if you can call them that. There is a higher force at work here and perhaps everything has already been put in motion according to how it should unfold and your life is not really your own. You are going along with the flow so to speak.
Fate is defined as “a power or agency determining events and destinies, acting beyond our control” and “destiny is responsible for everything. This destiny is predetermined and unchangeable.” If that is the case, it is frightening to say the least. It raises the question what if everything has already been preordained and nothing you do is going to change the outcome of what your destiny is going to be?
One particular event comes to mind. I met my ex at a university dance but I do believe that “fate” had arranged that meeting. After a painful breakup, I had taken a year off to recuperate and dating was on the backburner until that fateful evening. I was persuaded by some well-meaning friends to show up at the dance and I remember digging in my heels and saying no but I did go and there he was this tall, skinny and nerdy-looking individual who was not my type at first glance. Fate had other plans and destiny started the ball rolling that night and we ended up together. Even though we didn’t stay together, I feel the meeting was arranged by a higher force and destiny did the rest to put the chain of events in motion. Why did it happen if “forever” was not in the cards? Who knows, maybe it was some cruel trick played by fate/destiny and there was a lesson to be learned.
I’ll never know but I do believe that fate/destiny do exist and sometimes it works in your favor and sometimes it doesn’t. Yours is not to know the reason why!
Saying Goodbye to….
This one is difficult too. There are so many phases and each one has taught me a different lesson about life. Whether I wanted to learn, accept and move on is a whole different story altogether! Most times it was met with digging in the heels and howling to the moon which is my usual response when something changes.
If I had to pick one, I would say it was leaving my childhood behind. I was a young girl who ran wild in the woods behind my home. It was a magical time and nothing can compare to that time of innocence where the world was at my feet to explore and to create. Yes, create. I came up with a world of my own, a safe world and a world filled with imagination and creativity. I talked to the birds, plunged in duck puddles, looked under huge mushrooms for “little people” and out of that world emerged my love for imagination and my penchant for writing. I was one with nature and it was a gorgeous place to be in.
It all changed when I got what all girls get. I thought I was dying at first but in actuality it was another kind of death. I had to grow up and leave that world of innocence behind because as mom put it, life demanded it of me. No more running around, no more traipsing around in the woods and no more jumping in anything I could find! Time to grow up and be a young lady. They (the parents) had to drag me to the water to make me drink it but as with all things where life is concerned, you have to bite the bullet and no matter how much it hurts, just DO IT! I did.
I am prim and proper now but some days when I am all alone and no one is watching, I want to go back there where my imagination was given free reign and the world came alive in colors, beautiful colors of the rainbow and more! It was a pristine world that lives within me no matter how old I get and I am thankful for all that it gave me. I don’t think I have ever really said goodbye to it, it’s there deep within me and when I need to I pull it out and see myself walking through that deep dark forest again where anything was possible and there was magic in its midst!
Daily writing prompt
Describe a phase in life that was difficult to say goodbye to.
Someone Else for a Day?
I can say a lot of things here and pick some influential people who changed life for the better but I’m going to go with someone who makes my life a joy and one who is there from the moment I wake up to the time I turn off the lights and go to sleep.
If I could, I would like to be Chachi, the cat, or rather Little Einstein as he likes to be called. Some might say pick a person but this little furball is a person to me. I would like to see life through his eyes for a change. Sometimes I wonder what he thinks as he looks at me with those big green eyes, I see love but it might be something else altogether! I want to see what is missing in his life and what could be made better.
The little bundle of joy has me wrapped around his paws in more ways than one. I think a cat’s life can’t be beat well I am speaking about HIS! There is nothing to worry about, life is a breeze and now that I’ve removed the big Japanese cherry tree from the kitchen window, Chachi has a wide-screen TV! He spends his days following me around like a second shadow and his needs are taken care of. When he is bored, he sleeps the day away and when he feels like company, it’s Mommy time! Cuddles, hugs, and kisses are all part of his daily existence and he gets plenty of those. So I say, I would like to be Chachi for a day. The laid-back existence is appealing and “no thinking” and “no worries” makes it a life I would like to experience for a day.
Daily writing prompt
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why?
Most Ambitious DIY Project
I think it was to renovate one of the rooms upstairs. The door needed some painting and the walls as well. I wanted to turn it into a nice guest room and instead of getting a professional to do it which would have cost a lot of money, I decided to give it a try. A “TRY” is the main word here since I had no experience doing what I was about to undertake.
I Googled and than YOUTUBED to get some knowledge on how and where to start with this project. It seemed liked a monster undertaking but I had time on my hands and ambition on my side or so I thought! The beginning went as planned. I got the “stuff” I needed and was pleased as punch with my progress. Then it went downhill from there! Nothing seemed to be going right and I was covered with paint from head to toe in no time at all! I had forgotten to put a plastic cover on the floor to protect the carpet so I had another mess going. Halfway through the day, I gave up! It was time to call in the people who knew what they were doing. An amateur was no match for this huge DIY project.
Long story short, the guys came in, took one look, laughed and got the job done in record time. I spent the next week trying to get the paint out of my hair, fingers, arms and everywhere else! Lesson learned and I kowtow to the people in the know. DIY is not for me, I am a klutz in more ways than one!
Cuss and Slur Words
Sometimes we need that duct tape over our mouths! There is not just one word but several that I would like to see permanently eradicated from usage simply because they do not add but detract from the English language as a whole.
Their use is easy to those who have a limited vocabulary and to those who think some of those words are “power words.” I detest the “F” word. Listening to someone using this word like confetti strewn throughout a sentence makes my skin crawl. I grew up in a household where cuss words, swear words and racial slurs were not allowed and if caught using them, there was hell to pay. A younger brother rebelled against such restrictions and the “F” word became his favorite word to get his disgust, anger or whatever else he was trying to get across. I heard him using it one day and told on him! Yes I was a tattle-tale but it was for his own good. Dad read him the riot act after hearing about it and we didn’t talk for a long time after. He did forgive me at a later point in time and I never heard him use it again or maybe not just around me!
If I have to cuss or use a swear word, I SPELL it out. It seems to take the sting out of it or so I think! A former boyfriend asked me, “Why can’t you just say the “F” word and be done with it?” My answer, “I can’t!” Fortunately, there are not many occasions where I’ve had to resort to such words and I can count them on one hand! Coming back to cuss words, George Washington once said:
“The foolish and wicked practice of profane cursing and swearing is a vice so mean and low that every person of sense and character detests and despises it.”
However, Mel Brooks had this to say: “I’ve been accused of vulgarity. I say that’s bulls**t.”
Two sides of the coin right there. I think eradicating such words especially of the hurtful nature such as racial slurs is a must but I can wish and hope and stand on my head and turn blue in the face but change will be a long time coming if ever!
Daily writing prompt
If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why?
Six Months Challenge
I want to say keeping my sanity intact! Just kidding or maybe NOT. Let’s see this question requires thinking ahead and not a day ahead but six months in the future and that is a challenge in itself!
This year is going to be a challenge because I have certain goals I want to achieve. I’m a stickler for the rules and even though they are rules of my own making I try to keep to them even if it means drowning in the process! Just kidding.
One challenge is to keep away from MEN! We’re into month two and I’m doing fine with this challenge. I need to find out what I want out of life, who I want to be with and change certain mindsets about me which will stop me from going down the same paths over and over again. I did that last year and it didn’t work out well so this year the challenge is to go it alone until I am good and ready to put myself out there again. It may never happen and that is a challenge right there but who knows, I don’t need to rush into relationships simply because someone says so or rush into something I am not ready for.
I realize that when you close the door and go within, when you are not looking that’s when the menfolk come out in droves! It’s as if they view you as a challenge, one that needs to be broken. Go figure! I say good luck because I’m not just a stickler for rules but I’ve got willpower oozing out my pores even if it smells like cheesecake sometimes referring to my cheesecake fetish of course!
That’s my six months challenge in a nutshell.
Daily writing prompt
What is the biggest challenge you will face in the next six months?
An Important Piece of Advice
I was fearless running around like a wild child during my younger days. It all changed when I hit sixteen or so and life changed. I became fearful and I don’t know what happened. The young girl who was fearless suddenly found herself being fearful of life and the unknown.
I took to my bedroom and did some armchair traveling through my books. It was my safe zone from the outside world. Reading was my way of being out there without having to venture out if you know what I mean. Writing gave me an outlet from the fear and I was able to put my feelings down on paper and that helped too
When I turned 18 I came out of the cocoon that I had built around myself but “fear” would be an integral part of my life. It kept me from experiencing life to its fullest but it also kept me away from danger.
My advice to my teenage self would be to give “fear” a boot out the door! Take life by the horns and go for it. Fear is an emotion that has a tendency to destroy and it stops you in your tracks. Even though it is a protective mechanism, too much of it is destructive. Learn to overcome FEAR would be my advice to my teenage self.
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