It's a messy night out there. I have been watching the D.O.T. trucks as they travel up and down Route 4 to salt/sand the roads.
I had a really good day at work today. Sometimes for me it is the simple things that make me happy. That's how I feel right now as I type = happy.
My friend Lisa who suffered a stroke in August is doing incredibly well. Although I know it is hard for her, she is aware of any limitations that may be posed now, and has truly become her very own rehab specialist!!! I'm so proud of how far she has come. But I will probably always worry now that she is over doing it because she really does have an incredible drive.
Lisa says it's time to start taking care of my mind, body and spirit. I really need to. I know she's right. Life is passing me by and it's time for change.
I am a work in progress. I know it will happen for me. Whatever 'it' is.....
I typed this original blog entry earlier this evening. Now it's after 10pm and I can't sleep.
Good news - I talked to Lee Mason about a half hour ago - Charlotte is in room 542 at Concord Hospital. She's doing really well. She walked a little bit today and is sitting up in a chair. Her appetite is good as well.
So now I want to bounce to another topic. I wonder what you guys think when you read my entries - I know my topics can be pretty random lol.
I listen to a lot of "alternative" music. I like it. And I heard a song a couple of days ago that I have never heard before. It is about the riots of 1992. And it brought me back to that whole catastrophe. I was in the hospital at that time for some severe abdominable pain. I remember laying in the hospital bed watching the t.v. as the attack on Reginald Denny ensued. The news copter kept filming and they showed the attack live on t.v. I have been thinking about that - I can visualize it clear as day - and for some reason...now...I feel so horrible for that man. I can not imagine the absolute terror that was going through that man's mind as he was dragged from his tractor trailer and beaten.
I don't have any idea why this is running through my mind. I almost think that watching it...seeing it happen and not being able to help that innocent victim in any way whatsoever....I think it traumatized me.
Yesterday I had to go to the post office for work. I was in line for about 20 minutes at least. During that time there was a mom in line ahead of me. Her son who is about 5 was basically running around and being unsupervised the entire time while we were waiting in line. This mom did not look around to locate her son. This mom did not seem in any way concerned with where her son was or what he was doing. The Raymond Post Office is a small place. But not too small. I mean....it's a couple weeks before Christmas and it was very busy. People were coming and going and this woman showed no interest whatsoever in where he was. My point is this --- any one of those people could have scooped that boy up and had him in a vehicle and gone and that mom STILL would not have realized it. It took every ounce of self restraint I could muster not to say something to her. What is wrong with this world? Maybe if we just took a little more interest...showed a little more concern for others and for ourselves...treated each other with kindness and appreciated what we have and do not take it for granted....maybe the world could be a little better place. I have no idea where I'm going with this. All I know is that I wish this world would change. It really scares the hell out of me.
Drive carefully tomorrow. Thanks as always for checking in.
Doris
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