I took my cousins lead and started my own petition to make texting while driving a more serious offense. If you agree with me, please let your voice be heard. You can sign it anonymously if need be, just show your support if you agree with me. Thank you!
Archive for August, 2013
My cousin posted a petition in her state about making texting while driving a more serious offense. I have to say that I agree with her, people need to held more accountable than they are when it comes to this. Accidents and deaths related to being on your phone while driving are increasing. I feel that when you’re driving, your focus should be on the road, not on your phone.
I feel that if you’re caught texting and such while driving, you should receive more than just a slap on the wrist or a tiny fine. I think it should be treated much like drunk driving. Your judgement is impaired because you’re focusing more on whomever you’re talking to and often times your mood is elevated and you’re not thinking clearly. Either pull over or let it wait until you’re wherever you’re headed. If it results in a death, you should serve time. This is my personal thoughts on the matter.
I think awareness should be raised all over the country, all over the world. Focus on the roads people, lives are at stake.
Looking at myself
Often I feel so plain
But to you, I am beautiful
Even on my worst days
You look at me like I’m special
Looking at me through your eyes
I see me in a new view
I never thought someone like you
Could ever love someone like me
My past is so bitter, so dark
But there you are, holding the light
You show me each day
That there’s always a way to grow
Loving with all we have
No secrets, no lies
As it should be
You show me I can be me
And that there’s more to me than even I know
August 23rd, 1938 is the day my foster mother, Shirley was born. That day the world was given one of the most wonderful people that I would one day be blessed to meet.
On March 16th, 1994 is the day I moved into her home. I met her a couple days prior to that and after, she asked me to think about whether I’d like to move in and become a member of their family. Crystal, one of the other girls there begged me to say yes. Right before that, I’d been in a group home because my prior foster care arrangement hadn’t worked out. I was always skeptical, but hopeful at the same time when it came to new living arrangements.
I wasn’t sure what I’d think of living there, my new school, or any of it, but I was willing to try this out. Little did I know the impact that Shirley, the girls, and the kids at my new school would have. Shirley was so supportive throughout everything I dealt with. When I was troubled, we’d have late night talks. Sometimes Crystal would be in on them. I’d brush Shirley’s hair and Crystal would rub her feet. It was a bit of a ritual. If we were on the phone and we clearly wanted to hang up, she’d pretend to need us so we could give an excuse to whomever we were talking to. Memories of excursions to Taco Bell, listening to Faith Hill, drinking tea with her in the kitchen, and much more still linger within my brain.
I find today that I miss her more than usual. She really was an amazing person. She was so thoughtful, funny, compassionate, and supportive. God gained a sassy, but truly wonderful angel the day she took her last breath. I try to look at it this way though, she’s not truly gone because she still lives on in us. She still has many friends and family members who are here that love her. Her life will shine on as long as there is one here who remains to tell her stories.
I miss you Shirley Ann Smith. Thank you for your guidance, support, encouragement, and most of all, your love. Happy 75th Birthday, never will you be forgotten.
Life has been busy lately and it’s only about to get busier! I just got offered a job as a receptionist at a welding company. My friend gave me the idea to apply there, so glad she did! I start on Monday and I am so excited. Unlike my last few jobs, this one isn’t a temp job, it’s a direct hire from the beginning. This makes me beyond happy because I can caught up on bills, help Doug, do more for my son, and well then I am not beside myself trying to keep myself busy. I like to be busy, to be productive. One day shy of five weeks is all I was unemployed for, this is the shortest amount of time in between jobs and I am happy about that because I feel like less of a burden to those around me. I am so blessed to have had such an amazing and supportive boyfriend and some terrific friends, so very appreciative of all they have done for me while I was unemployed. When one hits what they feel is the bottom and it’s so dark, you find out who is truly there for you. God shone his light, reminded me often there’d be better days and until then, there’d be people to help me regain my footing once more, one day at a time. Thanks again to all those who never gave up on me and who have been there through it all, not just there when it was convenient.
My new job won’t be the only thing keeping me busy. I have a lot to do in the next several weeks. I have a family reunion, Brewer games, weddings, my kiddo’s football games, and so on to attend. I am excited for the many wonderful things I get to be a part of. My life is so full. I may not be wealthy when it comes to my bank account, but I most certainly am when it comes to the amount of love I am given and the love I am able to give unto others. I want to work, to pay bills, to do fun things, and so on…but without the love of my family and friends, my life would be empty and no amount of money and possessions could fill that void. I am excited to begin the newest chapter in my life and so grateful to have many wonderful people to share in it with.
I was on yet another form of birth control and this one, like most of the ones I tried, made me gain weight. I didn’t start to do anything about it until recently. Because I waited so long, I am now 180, my asthma is the worst it’s ever been, it hurts to do simple things like tying my shoes, and so on. I am really starting to suffer way more than just my clothes not fitting right. I wish I’d have been proactive about this sooner. However, I have begun to workout at the gym with my boyfriend, am logging what I eat and drink each day, and have a few sessions with a personal trainer who has now come up with a workout plan that works for me. I am on the path to a better and healthier me. Take a tip from me, don’t wait too long, start working on a better you now, while you’re here to do so.