Monday, February 23, 2015

GOOD LIFE PROJECT "LIVING CREED"

     So as I read over the many types of creeds, I found one that I most related to. The living creed. I was confused on the christian and catholic based creeds. But this one was dead on for me. It first starts out by saying don't try to be different, own the fact that you already are. I believed in being yourself, not being a way for someone. I have always believed in being who you are and if someones doesn't like the true you, then you don't need them around to bring you down. I think how we spend our days and time has a big role on how we feel and act. If we spent every day being miserable and only focusing on the negative then we would be very unhappy people. I also like what it said about the biggest wall you will ever build is the one in your mind. It also said that you don't need a hammer to knock it down just the will to act. I think back on my day to day struggles and I want to build the biggest wall ever to just have some peace, but I know if I did I wouldn't have the will to act and knock it down. I have the will to act to keep it from building, because at the end of each day my daughter and my other kids only have me. A lot of people look for all the right answers, or given the perfect information. In reality we will never be given right information, we just have to know the difference. I strongly believe that all the good things in life are not planned. I have come to notice that if I try to plan it out it usually fails, but if I just let it happen and not think about it, then it usually has a happy ending. Our life is a story and like this creed said if you wouldn't read the one your telling, write a different ending. That is how I live every day. I always take the worst and turn it for the better. I want my story, my life to have a great ending. I have found out over my almost 37 years of life that easy hasn't always been right. It kinda falls to my stubbornness ways, I seem to always go the harder route because every time I took the easy way it turned to disaster. It speaks about building a tribe, making friends. I love people and never meet a stranger. I have found out over the years it is best to make friends ( a tribe) because then you have more people to turn to and they can always be there to help lift you up. I believe in firm handshakes and looking people in the face when speaking, first impressions are very important. I believe in serving others, if you are always selfish you will always stay unhappy. Make a presence and not worry about the presents. Giving has always had better rewards. You need to expose your sole and show your strength. Failure is only failure when you have learned nothing from it. You must create the life you want and fight hard for what you believe in, this is my big show for all to see.

Sunday, February 15, 2015

This I Believe

This I Believe,

That people should should live one day in the life of a handicap person, to understand. I never knew the difficulties that people with disabilities had to go through until my daughter suffered a traumatic brain injury. She was born with some breathing issues, but otherwise very healthy. Her father took her life away at just 6 weeks old. He shook her until she had took her last breath, but she was revived. She suffered a severe brain bleed. I remember being told to prepare for her death. But my Torrie was a fighter, she fought to live, and she won. What she lost was her right to a normal life. I have taken care of her since then and I have seen and felt her difficulties in just dealing with life in general. She knows no difference in a lot of things that most of us "normal people"take for granted. She had a harder time learning how to eat, walk, sleep, and even play. Most people don't realize how they take such simple tasks for granted. Imagine being in a body and not knowing how to use it. What would you say if you experienced that? What would your reaction be? For example, think about when you lay down for bed, what do you do? Do you know that it is bed time, and that means to go to sleep. Torrie didn't know how to go to sleep. In her mind she was taken to a dark room and left. Her brain didn't know that it was time for bed. I remember another task that was hard to conquer and that was eating. For the longest time like the first three years she ate baby food. I think back now and feel horrible because I wonder if i was starving her. She only related to food by the clinging of the spoon against a glass jar. I was crazy how the mind worked. The last 16 years has been a learning experience for me. Seeing what my daughter goes through on a day to day bases, I think a lot of people would benefit from having the mind of a disabled person for at least one day. I believe that many who experienced the challenges of this kind of life would be last to judge, criticize, and make fun of. I believe these people have enough to deal with that they don't anything else added to it.

 

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

A Parent's Worst Nightmare

   So if you know me, then you know my job. What it is I do every day that I clock in. Sometimes you hit the button to take the next call, and you have no idea what is about to be said to you. You have this faceless person either screaming at you because that's there only way to deal with stress, or a very calm person, or the worst the parent finding their child dead. It doesn't matter if self inflicted or by the hands of someone else or natural causes. To be the one listening to that parent describe to you what they see, to hear the emotions that they are feeling. It leaves this image, one that is hard to escape. But you take the information, you pass it on and its done right?  Not always, maybe till the phone rings again. Maybe it stays, you walk in the door of your home and you see your kids and family. Happy to be home, glad to see your kids. Then you think what did that poor person see when they opened their door. The description is nothing any parent should see. I remember what was said, there is blood everywhere, he so cold, he is dead. He was 15. What could have taken him to the point he got to. So I sit here in the quietness of my house. Thank you God for keeping me my kids here today. Thank you for letting me come home to my kids greeting me. I am not sure the plan for having me here what I hear, but I am sure your reasons are good God. Love always, Laugh always, because tomorrow is not promised to us.