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When choosing what's for dinner feels like too much and other thoughts

       It's been one week since my ordeal at the bus station. I'm doing well, or so I think, but I've had a peculiar way of handling things this past week. To give you one example, I don't want to think about what's for dinner. It's just dinner, I tell myself, but I don't care for it. I don't want to be involved in it. It feels like such a monumental task. DINNER, it is haunting me! And I'm saying it dramatically because the feeling feels dramatic. Every day, I get home from work, my son is waiting so we can start cooking dinner and I don't want to. I want food but I don't want to think about making it, I don't want to decide what to eat, I don't want to be involved in the process, I don't even want to decide what to buy for dinner if we don't cook at home. I cook what my son asks but I can't bring myself to decide what to eat for myself. To give you some perspective, this is uncommon of me. My son (who is a teenager) and ...

Violence is Never Justified: What Happened to Me While Waiting at a Bus Stop

I battled whether to speak out about this as I've always been a private person. However, I've learned I'm not an island and none of us are. We need each other for love, support, and kindness. This has been a week where most will say I'm down on my luck. Although a series of events have transpired that have made me feel upset, there was an incident yesterday that was worse. My car broke down two weeks ago, as I have taken the bus before I didn't think twice about doing so again, and have been on the bus for two weeks getting to and from work. As I was waiting for the bus yesterday, a man was already there at the stop. Please keep in mind this wasn't an isolated bus stop but at the Bus Terminal where there is usually more security, sheriffs, a lot of drivers on their break, and for the most part more people. I sat down and although I usually open a book to read, this time I was talking to my son, since we were riding the bus together. We sat down and were talking ...

If You Worry About Tomorrow, You'll Forget to Live for Today!

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Thought of the Week My favorite quote is "Even if I knew that tomorrow the world go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree" attributed to Martin Luther. I write this quote on the front page of my yearly planner, I keep this quote in my memory and at the forefront of what I do on a daily basis. I repeat it on a constant basis and keep it close to my heart. You see, to me this quote represents hope and faith. Breaking it down it is saying that even if the world is to "end" (go to pieces) tomorrow you will still go and put in effort and time to plant a tree! A tree that in essence if the world does "end" tomorrow, will most likely not make it!  So what is the point? This is where hope comes in, this is where endurance, tenacity, and resilience take place. In reality, we don't know if tomorrow the world is going to pieces, we don't know if we will have a tomorrow but yet we continue on with the hope that we will.  This past week I we...

Today, on Labor Day!

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Today I woke up with a headache. On such a beautiful and sunny day with a full day planned ahead of me and a day off from work all I could think of was that it hurt to open my eyes. This was early this morning. I was apprehensive but quiet. It is not the first time I can feel a migraine coming, the first feeling of a minor headache that eventually turns into a mind numbing painful endeavor. I know the steps and I did everything I could to minimize what could come next. I asked my son for ice and a bandana. He knows what to do, he has seen me in pain before. He sat next to me and I could hear his phone, all I could muster to say was "the noise". He moved after asking me if I wanted something to eat. All I wanted was a quiet moment. It has been a few hours since then and I am here writing this. It didn't turn out into a monster migraine which might mean there is one lingering to happen. I am glad that it was a short one. That it wasn't debilitating like it has been ...

Journey: A Continuous Beginning

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As I wave goodbye to another weekend I got to thinking about the meaning of a journey, my journey. My life has had very good moments and also very upsetting ones. In life we encounter a little bit of everything; the ups, the lows, the extreme highs, the crucial moments in our life such as the birth of a child, and so many more little moments that end up linking together to become what is our life, our own personal journey. What I find interesting is that every day we are able to  have a new beginning and make decisions in our every day life that might change the course of it, and yet with each beginning there is a continuation to our story. Every decision adds to our experience, even if we reset our path we will always have our past experience with us and that is a good thing! It allows us to grow and become better every day, to ourselves and to others.   We will make mistakes,many of them, during our journey but that is part of life. As one of my favorite quotes says "If you...

Never be afraid to be the whole package.

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As I come back from a few weeks hiatus I want to thank every one of your for your continued support. The journey has been tough and I took time to find a much needed balance between all aspects of my life (Being a mom, a daughter, a friend, and a woman). I come back with a new perspective on my goals and what I need to accomplish to be the happiest I can be. So many times we let fear dictate our present and by extent our future. We need to face fear and do what we need to do in spite of it. May we be who we are while always striving to be better and may we never be afraid to be the whole package. Rosario