Handwritten

Small Town, Big Life

Christmas spirit and changed lives December 20, 2006

Filed under: angels,caring,changed lives,Christmas,homeless,Uncategorized — handwritten @ 9:38 pm

Where the fa-la-la is the Christmas spirit? Forget the presents and tinsel. Where is the humanity and respect for your neighbor? In the town I currently live, as with most decently sized
U.S. cities, there is a certain population of people with no home. Some of these citizens walk the streets in the downtown area where my office is located.
These same 10 or so men walk up and down the sidewalks every day and are passed by as non-entities. There coats tattered and torn, their pants dirty and ripped, people brush past them as though they weren’t even standing right in the middle of the sidewalk. I am guilty of this too. At least I was guilty of this until yesterday.Yesterday, I was taking a walk down to the pharmacy to get a soda when I passed one of these men. Being a young woman, I am a little chary of unfamiliar men in general when I am walking by myself. I am fully aware of the number of young women that go missing every year because they were oblivious to their surroundings and too trusting of strangers. Being as I would like to continue to live my normal, comfortable life, I try to remain un-kidnapped, un-robbed, un-raped and un-murdered. I do this by being wary of unfamiliarity around me.Anyways, back to my story. I was passing by this man and trying my best not to make eye contact yet remain fully aware of his movements. As I came into his “personal space” he greeted me with a “Merry Christmas” and a smile. It was an innocent smile; not one that gave me the wary-ness I was anticipating. I returned his greeting and went on my way. I had never before seen this particular man before nor have I seen him since. I’m not saying one way or another but angels do walk among us. And, though simple, that one greeting has altered my outlook on things of this nature. Rather than go through life oblivious to the world around me, living in my own little world of selfishness, I should at least think of others – even the man walking down the street with no home to call his own. What would happen if everyone took the time to think of just one person, a different person each day? What kind of wave could we create? What if we stepped outside our comfort area and took the time to think of someone other than our friends and family – a stranger, someone we have never met? You may not think a simple “hello” and well-wishing could change someone’s life. I didn’t either until it changed mine.  

 

Second Chances & Role Models.

Filed under: Miss USA,Role Models,Second Chances,Tara Conner — handwritten @ 12:37 am

Today Miss USA was allowed to keep her crown. Though the allegations against her were stacked, Donald Trump and the Miss USA Organization gave her a second chance. With accusations of underage drinking and drug abuse, it was all but guaranteed that she would be dethroned, being replaced by first runner-up Miss California.

However, she was given another chance. Some people may think that she doesn’t deserve it. Some people may think that she is a bad role model for young women. However, I think that she deserves a second chance. Rather than being a “perfect” person, Miss Conner has admitted her weaknesses (in her own words-alcohol). She’s not an uneducated starlet that is famous because her parents are rich or because she did a few movies as a kid. Most people wouldn’t have even been able to tell you her name if it weren’t for this incident.

Think about this – How many high school and young college go-ers are under the age of 21? How many of them drink every weekend or at least on a fairly regular basis? Now, throw that same kid in the fast-paced life of New York, slap a title on her that makes her an instant celebrity and see how much alcohol is thrown at her. Wouldn’t you be tempted?

I think it’s more than fair to give someone a second chance when they are truly in trouble. Give the girl a break. Let her go to therapy and work out her crap. She’s probably the most honest and real Miss USA we’ve had in a long time. At least now girls can look at a truly successful and beautiful woman and see that she has demons too and that even though they themselves have demons they can’t let those things get in the way of their dreams.

I actually think she’s a better role model than the normal run-of-the-mill Miss USA. Who can live up to that? At least now we can see someone who’s a little more real.

 

Tis the Season December 14, 2006

Filed under: Uncategorized — handwritten @ 9:33 pm

7 days. 168 hours. 10,080 minutes. 604,800 seconds. This is how much time will have passed from now until I am back in my hometown – back home.

There’s a lot to do between now and then – packing, paperwork, goodbyes. It’s sad yet happy, a very strange mix of emotions. Tensions are high but so are expectations.

Tomorrow I have the day off. No work in the traditional sense but lots of work to do. I’ve already begun the arduous task of packing all my belongings. Where I get all this stuff I do not know. I probably only use 1/3 (if that much) of it but somehow can’t live without it. And in just 10 more days – on Christmas Eve – I will most likely add to my collection if my grandparents and parents have anything to do with it. We have a big family which means big holidays. Sure, I’d be happy with just gathering and retelling old stories for the millionth time, but I know that will never happen. And sure, I do enjoy the excitement on the givers’ faces as they present there gifts to everyone.

I am one of these givers. It is as much of a treat for me to give as to get, probably more so. And it is so much fun for me to see others happy with there gifts. I for one am touched that someone thinks enough of me ever year to give me something.

It’s not the present that’s the gift, it really is the thought behind it.

 

Season of Change December 9, 2006

Filed under: Uncategorized — handwritten @ 3:10 am

I believe God puts you in places for certain times in your life. I have been put in a place for a short time but now am moving on. God has opened doors and provided for me in ways that – if you weren’t a believer -would be described as luck. However, I don’t believe in luck. I don’t believe in coincidence. I believe that God’s hands are all over everything in your life. Whether you believe that or not is between you and Him. But, for me, He’s got my whole world in His hands. It’s taken a long time for me to get to a place in which I was comfortable enough in my faith to be me yet let everything go and trust Him. I used to have to have things go exactly according to my plan, my time-line, my idea. Now, I just take it day by day, live my life and praise Him for everything – good and bad. Good and bad you say? Yes, good and bad because in my experience the bad things eventually lead to good. And, the good things are usually just icing on the cake. You got to walk through the valley to get to the mountain. Neither ever lasts very long! That’s the beauty of it. Life is always a surprise.

So, the next time you are in a valley make sure you take the time to thank God for the mountain to come and the next time you are on the mountain take time to thank God for the view.