SoCS: March 12th

This week’s prompt: ‘trip’

Today I was making progress in my minimalism
process with the overwhelming number of folders on
my computer screen when:
I inadvertently tripped a switch which took me back
down memory lane and up popped a forgotten
program containing ‘personal archived’ documents.

Bummed out, burned out for the past few days I couldn’t
force myself to write ‘anything’. I felt like the power of
words deserted me, disappeared altogether.

I’d asked myself why from time to time I experience this
occurrence.
The answer points to certain posts I see on social media,
(news articles and a few personal ones).

I decided both of these are ‘toxic’ to me and today I have
yet to access either. Brownie points earned!!

After breakfast I read the document on my PC screen. It
brought back nice memories and also reinforced recent
thoughts on the definition of true friendships and how
they are such a rarity in today’s society.

I read line after line of notes taken and then words ‘integrity’
combined with ‘breathtaking beauty’ appeared with regard
to a high school classmate who’d ventured north in search
of a simpler life and created a booming engineering firm.

At the time he’d messaged me, he was widowed and suffering
from the debilitating disease MS. His residence was a nursing
home with most beautiful scenic landscapes.

For most, day-to-day life in a nursing home void of family members
local would be a most depressing prospect. This man chose courage.
Never once did he complain about his situation and he continually
kept a positive attitude.

During good weather he’d seek a sunny spot outdoors taking
advantage of life’s surrounding beauty while confined to his
wheelchair.

He never let on the seriousness of his progressive illness.

I had no idea until nearing the end of his life his method of
communication to the outside world was solely through head
controls.

He (more of a stranger than family) kept in touch sharing
nice messages with a small circle of hometown friends.

As I read over my notes, I still remember the day he sent me
a new release from my favorite Australian country music artist.

Wow!!
Imagine a man with a disability found time to brighten my day.


Fake friends are easy to find. Many folks know you when all is
fine then suddenly forget you when your life becomes tough.

Was my tripping across these notes a message heaven-sent
from a departed loved one not to break boundaries to ensure
another likes you.

Food for thought!!

https://lindaghill.com/2022/03/11/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-march-12-2022/

Alcoholism – Effects on Innocents

Alcoholism – a dependence syndrome touched my life from birth until recent times.

My father was a full-blown alcoholic (a man I loved in spite of his addiction). His

days started with his house painting job and ended when the corner bar closed.

For certain this had a multitude of negative effects on my life, from living

arrangements to bullied by classmates for wearing another girl’s hand-me down clothes.

The supposed friend boasted daily about her clothing now being worn by one far

less fortunate, me.

Yes, it’s quite interesting what the mind remembers from years ago.

In my teen years at parties I’d watched my Cape Verdean boyfriend consume booze

until he actually became physically sick. I couldn’t figure out the connection as why

a fairly smart handsome young man would participate in such an activity.

I was one of the few ‘bystanders’ at parties – no way – no thanks – upchucking was

definitely not for me.

Years later I married a man whose family owned two bars. On Friday nights he’d

bartender at one for extra income. He knew better than drink all the freebies

the patrons purchased for him; he was really good at pretend and placed the cash

in a jar.

Time marched on and urban development took the bars and a new adventure

on the scene, a kitchen and lounge. For a few years weekends I waitressed the

kitchen side along with my oldest daughter. I was the nominee due to age factor

venturing over to the lounge whenever a customer requested an alcoholic

beverage.

Did I ever consume alcohol? Yes, three glasses of mixed sweet beverages

to keep hydrated throughout so many Saturday nights, a sip here ‘n there

and right back out on the dance floor.

My marital home contained a good-sized liquor cabinet; however I’m

thankful I never had the desire to indulge in other than the occasional

glass of wine served with dinner and iced cold beer (disliked taste) at

family barbecues.

Perhaps it was my outlook on life ‘don’t want my family to experience

my youth’ since a high percentage follow in their parent(s) footsteps.

This disease as it’s referred has touched many members of my former

family and sad to learn details of each one’s battle and how their life

crumbled as refusal help leaves little loved ones can do for them.

A little twist here – a man from my hometown I met on a dating site.

The first evening we dined out I noticed his glassy eyes only thought

little of them since it was winter and quite cold outdoors. With his

dinner he ordered a beer then another. I dated him on and off for

a period of three years (platonic dates since via his own words I

was a nice woman and he a player).

He suffered from OCD and issues with anxiety thus kept his dates

fairly local. Eventually he told me his story over a three-hour Chinese

meal. He drank due to the loss of his mother at a young age. I

encouraged him to seek help; however my attempts were in vain

One day I plain tired of his games, we parted ways and no

longer communicate via phone nor e-mail messages.

Done!

There’s a valid reason for my writing this post today. A few

months ago I interacted with someone from the creator app my

family has been working for near four years.

The man’s lip synching evoked emotions within me, a gal who’d

pretty much managed to numb out her feelings on life in general.

We became virtual friends and he shared parts of his life, his

treatment and the mechanisms of day-to-day life and the

12-step journey.

I researched a bit and tried my best to let him know how

valuable life is and share with him how at times we all suffer

from degrees of depression.

Then without warning he chose to shut me out – OUCH. My

beautiful inspirational quotes were delivered, perhaps he did

read them only the messenger app’s gray check with a white

tick alerted me to the fact I was being ignored.

This was the end of another journey for me and like before

in the end it was I who’d experience anguish at the loss of a friend.

I’ve vowed never to repeat this pattern again unless the person

with the problem is an actual ‘immediate’ family member.

I’d been warned, I didn’t listen and even at this late stage in

life the wrath of rejection following good deeds is quite hurtful.

Valentine’s Day – 2021

Compassionate man
Earlier this week text me
Hospitalized complications exam
Worries, intrusive thoughts outcome be

Words written read great concern
Amid penned ones usual pleasantness
Overall picture painted thus far bit grim
Five years platonic friends shared secrets life’s messes

Questions posed self remain unanswered
Perhaps, what ifs dance for hours through thou head
Prayers unspoken hopeful quality medical services rendered
Unfathomable good-hearted soul alone lies day ‘n night hospital bed

Valentine’s day amorous couples fortunate observations
Beautiful aromatic flowers, boxed chocolates dinner for two
Types love Bible states four, psychology today states seven
Five years shared goodwill thankful ne’er led to precarious situation

Today’s morn’s text contents words inclusive quality time together
Fact resembles deceitful husband reason never consider love relationship
Decade alone still constant overthink feel down the road both deserve better
Proceed with caution unwilling sabotage priceless half-decade friendship




The Sunshine Blogger Award

Hello bloggers . . . 

Yesterday I answered the questions posed to me as a nominee and thanked sweet

‘Sadje’ at Keepitalive for nominating me.

I promised I’d think up 11 new questions overnight. 

Here goes:

1. Are blog stats of great importance to you?

2. Do you believe in ‘happily ever after’ in today’s world?

3. Which do you prefer a. Kindle reader –  b. old fashioned newspaper?

4. During a visit to your home what ‘one’ item would most surprise me?

5. Do you prefer to utilize daily prompts, enter in monthly challenges or
write whatever you choose?

6. Are you a video game player?

7. Do you find interaction with ‘virtual’ friends to be a positive, 
negative or mixed-feelings experience?

8. In recent years have you dabbled in new hobbies – some which may 
interfere with allotted time for writing?

9. Do you compare yourself to others or continue to be happy with who
you are? 

10. In a supermarket do you prefer to utilize the self-checkout stations?

11. Are you pro or con with regard to home schooling?

Ah, the questions I scribbled on note paper at 2:25 a.m. have now been typed for you.

I have ‘two’ slight problems though. 

1. Some of the bloggers you nominated are in the same circle as mine ‘blogging
friends’. Does the original host wish each of us to nominate different bloggers?

2. I have to learn how to create a hyperlink – imagine! I did read instructions prior
to accessing my site. Perhaps one of our friends can be of assistance here. Thank 
you in advance. 

Much Love . . . June

sunshine-blogger award

The Sunshine Blogger Award

 

 

JusJoJan Day No: 12

Today's word: gravity

The gravity of his illness was much worse. Who knew?

I'd researched the neurological disorder ALS and found although no
cure a patient could live another two to five years.

The holidays were upon us - extra duties - extra fuss.

I thought I'd check on my old friend. 

Happiness turned to sadness once I learned the reason for lack of
messages from him.

Years of employment; his retirement cut short. 

I sit. I think. I wonder. 

Was this man's newfound interest in the Lord starting in 2017 a prelude
genesis preparation to deal with the gravity of his then undiagnosed 
health situation. 

JusJoJan Day No: 12


Three Things Challenge: #42


alarm - haunting - shock

Lucky
Found true best friend
Whenever down could depend
Treated me utmost respect
Relationship betwixt platonic
Whene'er visited cemetery
Daughter's grave check for me
Coffee dates - delicious meals
Shopping trips scenic drives automobile
Newsflash 
Finally found long-awaited red-hair love
A shock prior holidays admission thereof
Future ahead no person can foretell
Change dynamics wished him well
Received the occasional phone call
Friends check on friends after all
Alarm
Near month hadn't heard from him
Last night dinner time news grim
Updated me past month's events
Doubtful pain ahead can prevent
Closing conversation remarks
Haunting words journey embark.

Three Things Challenge: #42