The winter of 1998 my boyfriend and I decided to take a road trip up to Michigan -just us and my 2 kids to celebrate the last of the year winter holidays and meet his family. I had this very little 4cylinder manual car that my aunt gave me and it was nearly 20 years old…we had to stop many times to get parts because things were happening with the car, but we were destined to make it to Michigan. We had a blast while driving the highways at speeds I was just not used to through snowstorms.
We stopped to get some gas and treats in Ann Arbor, in the middle of nowhere but highway could be seen, and a mosque far in the distance. My boyfriend gets out of the car, pops the hood of the trunk, de- assembles some piece of my car that has lots of wires that go to certain places, cant think of the name of the gadget. I get out of the car to see what he’s done and I was like what the hell!? Because you have to be a pro to know where these wires go, and he does not know how to put the wires back into place.
He goes into the gas station store to get some coffee and cocoa and I am praying to dear god about my car. About a minute later this man walks up to my car and asks me what’s going on, and I show him. He plugs the wires in the correct spots in the correct sequence and says “there you go” and he gets in his vehicle and leaves. My boyfriend comes out with the drinks and treats and I show him what the man has done, and he’s like “wow!” and I’m like you are never doing that again! The car was made by GM by the way...
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
17 4 leaf clovers
A long time ago, when I was 18 years old I went out partying on a midsummer’s night. I got really intoxicated at a bar and somehow ended up going to some guys place with his friends, whom were only slight acquaintances. I had apparently been having a problem with my living situation(s) or something but I remember that one of the guys said I could crash at his place, so we all went there.
I was in the bathroom and one of the guys insisted I could take a bath if I wanted to. I thought that was a bit strange and finished using the bathroom, when I walked out the guys were hanging around the bathroom door and I took that as a bad sign and decided to flee at the next opportunity, but in an unnoticeable way, and I did.
It was about 5or 6am and the sun was just coming up and I had made the walk to my mothers apartment that was in the neighborhood to seek her motherly comfort because I called it a “close call to be getting raped” and I really needed my mom.
But you see, my mom had not really been in her right mind for some years now, but that does not stop the bond you know. So I knocked on her door, woke her up and she was quite upset to see me on her porch at 6ish am on a weekend. I had even waited a little while before knocking because I knew it was awfully early and I do hate to intrude. She was mad, so I said I would come back in a few hours.
Instead, I climb down the porch stairs in the back yard and sat in the grass and watch daylight begin. And I got bored. Tears roll from my eyes as I wish I had a more understanding and tolerant mother. I was just fiddling in the grass where I was sitting and found a 4 leaf clover, then another one…17 total . This made me feel much better, and a feeling that maybe, just maybe something higher was looking out for me (besides my mom at the time) something that was telling me I WAS important and special and loved.
I put the clovers carefully in my checkbook to keep them flat and safe and returned them to my purse, then noticed it was about time to go back upstairs to my moms apartment. She never asked me why I had arrived so early, or what was going on. But I did not care because I had my 17 4 leaf clovers and THAT WAS special J
After all these years I still have most the clovers, some have gotten a bit messed up and I laminated a few to put in picture globes for my children so they could see every day, but they grow translucent over so many years time I must find a better way of showing them off. I need to go through some boxes of old and find the rest and frame them or something.
Here is a neat quick link to common superstitions like the black cat and why 4 leaf clovers are considered lucky.
I was in the bathroom and one of the guys insisted I could take a bath if I wanted to. I thought that was a bit strange and finished using the bathroom, when I walked out the guys were hanging around the bathroom door and I took that as a bad sign and decided to flee at the next opportunity, but in an unnoticeable way, and I did.
It was about 5or 6am and the sun was just coming up and I had made the walk to my mothers apartment that was in the neighborhood to seek her motherly comfort because I called it a “close call to be getting raped” and I really needed my mom.
But you see, my mom had not really been in her right mind for some years now, but that does not stop the bond you know. So I knocked on her door, woke her up and she was quite upset to see me on her porch at 6ish am on a weekend. I had even waited a little while before knocking because I knew it was awfully early and I do hate to intrude. She was mad, so I said I would come back in a few hours.
Instead, I climb down the porch stairs in the back yard and sat in the grass and watch daylight begin. And I got bored. Tears roll from my eyes as I wish I had a more understanding and tolerant mother. I was just fiddling in the grass where I was sitting and found a 4 leaf clover, then another one…17 total . This made me feel much better, and a feeling that maybe, just maybe something higher was looking out for me (besides my mom at the time) something that was telling me I WAS important and special and loved.
I put the clovers carefully in my checkbook to keep them flat and safe and returned them to my purse, then noticed it was about time to go back upstairs to my moms apartment. She never asked me why I had arrived so early, or what was going on. But I did not care because I had my 17 4 leaf clovers and THAT WAS special J
After all these years I still have most the clovers, some have gotten a bit messed up and I laminated a few to put in picture globes for my children so they could see every day, but they grow translucent over so many years time I must find a better way of showing them off. I need to go through some boxes of old and find the rest and frame them or something.
Here is a neat quick link to common superstitions like the black cat and why 4 leaf clovers are considered lucky.
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Introduction
It is about dinner time so I have to make this quick one. This is my first blog. All contents are real and factual, whether pertaining to the imagination of the individual reader, however you want and choose to perceive or (preserve) it, is all "true events". A diary of my thoughts, hopes and dreams and fears and experiences some significant, some not. Also your feedback is greatly appreciated at any time!
Names, places and personal information may be changed for the privacy of myself and others. So don't assume I am talking about you.
à L'Amour means "to love" in the French language, and I thought that would make a nice title, because I do "Love" the most greatly amazingly awesome feeling in the universe. All good and great, All majestic. It is what has changed me the most.
My URL describes my pain and sufferings of this great thing called love and living life in a world full of pain, and finding greatness within it "heinous acts of kindness" an almost ironic kind of thing. as you read more you may understand more. Maybe I can inspire hope, growth and knowledge in others, as well as keeping myself on my toes and telling the world stuff I may feel is important to be read worthy, not just a secret vessel in my own head.
My goal is to write an equivalent of 1 page or 3 paragraphs per day for 350 days . some days i may write a weeks worth, and I also may write everyday depending on my schedule, which is a hectic one at most times.
The reasons for my writing are to share my experiences on life and to provide entertainment, and to let important things to be heard and not closed off from the world. This is my memoir. I hope others can connect mentally on some subjects i bring up. I believe to be reading my blog you must have an open mind, and be intrigued. I hope to reach far and wide.
I am a single mother of 3 children in my 30's. I've never been married, but that someday may change. At the moment I have been single and celibate for an number of years focusing on self healing, child rearing and my college education. I hope when I am finished with this blog my life will be in more of the way I want it, for I am going in the right direction, just a seemingly slow pace that seems to be taking forever, yet I wake up every morning and feeling gracious to God that i have made it another day, it keeps getting better.
Names, places and personal information may be changed for the privacy of myself and others. So don't assume I am talking about you.
à L'Amour means "to love" in the French language, and I thought that would make a nice title, because I do "Love" the most greatly amazingly awesome feeling in the universe. All good and great, All majestic. It is what has changed me the most.
My URL describes my pain and sufferings of this great thing called love and living life in a world full of pain, and finding greatness within it "heinous acts of kindness" an almost ironic kind of thing. as you read more you may understand more. Maybe I can inspire hope, growth and knowledge in others, as well as keeping myself on my toes and telling the world stuff I may feel is important to be read worthy, not just a secret vessel in my own head.
My goal is to write an equivalent of 1 page or 3 paragraphs per day for 350 days . some days i may write a weeks worth, and I also may write everyday depending on my schedule, which is a hectic one at most times.
The reasons for my writing are to share my experiences on life and to provide entertainment, and to let important things to be heard and not closed off from the world. This is my memoir. I hope others can connect mentally on some subjects i bring up. I believe to be reading my blog you must have an open mind, and be intrigued. I hope to reach far and wide.
I am a single mother of 3 children in my 30's. I've never been married, but that someday may change. At the moment I have been single and celibate for an number of years focusing on self healing, child rearing and my college education. I hope when I am finished with this blog my life will be in more of the way I want it, for I am going in the right direction, just a seemingly slow pace that seems to be taking forever, yet I wake up every morning and feeling gracious to God that i have made it another day, it keeps getting better.
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