Hey there! How the heck are you? I certainly can't complain ... and if I did, nobody would care anyway. I am sitting here typing and laughing at myself as I think back on the many times I heard the old folks say, "The same thing that makes you laugh will make you cry." No, I'm not crying. My situation is the opposite. The same thing that used to make me cry now makes me happy.
Six years ago I hated my life. I hated not having any money. I hated not having a car. I hated waiting on Daddy hand and foot while he never said "please" or "thank you." I hated being stuck in Daddy's raggedy house. I missed having my own house. And my own bathroom. And my own bedroom. I missed my friends. I missed being able to buy whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. But after leaving home for two weeks and it somehow turned into seven weeks, I feel like Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz. I am waving my hand in the air proclaiming, "There's no place like home." Well, I'm not waving because I'm actually typing but hold on -- okay, I just got myself a good wave in.
I appreciate all of you who emailed to find out why I had been silent for the month of November. Well, what had happened was...
~~I left home on October 7 for the October 9 Breast Cancer Awareness Conference. If you missed it, err ahh, you missed it. [Click here to safely download a copy of the Conference Magazine.]
~~While in Maryland I got news that a relative was ill. After returning to California, I spent the next three weeks at her home. She passed away peacefully and we celebrated her life with an absolutely lovely service on November 4. (She was only 42 and had four daughters ages 15, 16, 17 and 21 so keep the family in your prayers.)
~~A few days later it was time to pack another suitcase. Earlier this year I had planned a November trip to visit my Daddy's big sister. I was physically and mentally exhaused from the previous five weeks so I called my 90-year young aunt trying to reschedule but she wasn't having it. In fact, everyone in Orange, Texas knew I was coming to spend 10 days with her.
~~While in Texas I got a text from Europe requesting my services for a Thanksgiving dinner so I returned to California and spent three days in someone else's kitchen.
Boyyyy, let me tell you, when I pulled up to 16302 at 3:00 a.m. on last Friday morning, shoooot, I have never been more happy to see my home, sweet home! If you had told me back in 2004 that the day would come when I'd be looking for an excuse to stay up in here, up in here, lounging around in my pajamas all day long (like I did today), I would have thought you lost your mind.
The moral of this story is simple: when you can't change your situation, try changing your perspective. How did I change my perspective? I realized that for the time being, I'm stuck here -- whether I like it or not. And I made a decision to enjoy the rest of my journey!
Be All You Can Be!
Your friend til the end,