Well, it’s been a while. Needless to say our lives are as full as ever. There are so many new things; new jobs, new houses, new baby boys. Yes, we bought a house and added a son to our collection. So now my little ray of sunshine is no longer the baby of the bunch. Well, she is still the youngest of the daughters, but now she too is a big sister! She has found her passion in life (at least as a
5 6 year old), COOKING! She absolutely loves to be in the kitchen helping to stir, slice and saute’. So what did momma do..gave her a cooking show. Momma is having some difficulty figuring out the whole video thing (so if I actually have readers left, you might want to post some helpful tips about getting video to the blog). But you can still see my little Sharebear in action with a little awkward video and a lot of little boy noises in the background. Enjoy! You can find her also in my blogroll to the right.
I have decided that stressing over things is the most intellectually void thing that we as humans do. The sun will come up in the morning, no matter what. The funny thing is no matter how much you stress over it, not only will the sun come up, but you most likely will sleep right through it! The point is things happen and they come and go, and we move on. The stress was virtually waisted.
Preparation on the other hand is diametrically opposed to stress in my opinion. Knowing that the sun will come up tomorrow, I would like to actually watch it come up. So in preparation I will go to bed early(this is for my own sake not the suns) and check an almanac for sunrise time, and then set my alarm appropriately. If my clock is aging, I may check it works properly. And here is the most amazing part about the whole thing, if for some reason I don’t get up in time, the sun will go ahead and rise without me. It’s feelings won’t be hurt and it won’t wait, but it will simply promise me “there is always tomorrow”. Or I may get up in plenty of time, but find it too cloudy to see it rise. I can go back to sleep trusting that it wasn’t any thing I did, simply, it wasn’t my time to watch the sun rise.
I challenge you to prepare yourself for a sun rise. Get up and watch it. And then understand that you can prepare yourself to participate in this thing we call life, know that tomorrow will come and some of us will be there and some won’t, and grasp how wasteful stress is to our mind, body and time.
Patricia Jean Vigil died by the light of the moon March 9th 2009 before dawn. She passed peacefully in her home. Patricia was born May 8th, 1947 in Denver, CO. She was 3rd in the line of seven siblings. She is preceded in death by one brother, Marcus and two sisters, Susan and Nancy. Patricia was a beloved daughter, mother, wife, grandmother, teacher, librarian, student, discalced hippie and connoisseur of life. Patricia opened a health food store in Norwood 20 years too early, ground metal in a stove factory, wrote for newspapers, taught college, and was a librarian in a correctional facilities. She loved music, singing and dancing, collecting and reading books and pursuing knowledge. To her friends, she was an inspiration of strength, wisdom, and independence. She completed an undergraduate degree, with honors, at Mesa State and earned her Masters Degree in Sociology from the University of Colorado at Boulder. Patricia is survived by her husband, Jim Spor of Olathe, her parents, Joe and Eunice Vigil of Montrose her daughter, Garian Vigil of Lyons, her son and his wife, Josh and Portia Vigil of Delta, her son, Zechariah Vigil of Olathe, and six grandchildren,. She leaves behind many other relatives and cherished friends, students, and library patrons. Her remains will be interred in Norwood, CO. Services will be held outside under the pavilion at the First Baptist Church of Delta, on Pioneer road, Saturday March 21 at 330pm. Shoes are optional. Patricia requested that in lieu of flowers, donations be made to Hospice.
Sorry for the delay in starting the new “Trudging through Tragedy” series….My mother passed away, Monday March 9th around 4am….so please give me a day or two….it will fit in to the series as well. Thank you all for your continued support, prayers, comments and reading of my blog. I will return soon.
I had a pastor that used to say “Every one is either just coming out of a crisis, in a crisis, or about to enter into a crisis.” I used to think to myself that was bold and blanketing statement. First, to think that we all must have some kind of crisis or tragedy in our life is a very grim take on life. What gives someone the authority to say I will must go through crisis? Can I not roll the dice and skip the crisis by way of choice and planning? Secondly, you superimpose your reaction to perceived crisis on to me. In other words, I must call an event in my life a crisis because of how the world perceives it, ie. a broken arm, a broken car, a lost cat, a lost loved one. I know you rarely find someone willing to say “Boy it was a good thing I broke my arm when luckily the car broke down when I was looking for my dead grandma’s cat. I sure am glad grandma’s cat waited till after she died to run away.” But even still, is it fair for another to tell me how I must react to something they can’t deal with? Not to mention, my wife and I made a keen observation: It seemed that the more “crisis” (drama) a family had, the higher up the food chain they climbed, in our church. It was like a popularity contest of devastations! And we were happy to be in the “out” crowd!! Even when “tragedy # 1″ happened in our life, we maintained that we did not want the pseudo-sympathy, the attention, or the “drama”. That was December 2003……….enjoy the ride.
p.s. I still love that pastor to this day, but he forgot to mention; sometimes those crisis run back-to-back, non-stop.
I read this article from Denver. It appears that helping the little old lady across the street is both hazerdous to your health and your record! Some one warn the Boy Scouts!
DENVER – A good Samaritan who helped push three people out of the path of a pickup truck before being struck and injured has gotten a strange reward for his good deed: A jaywalking ticket.
Family members said 58-year-old bus driver Jim Moffett and another man were helping two elderly women cross a busy Denver street in a snowstorm when he was hit Friday night.
Moffett suffered bleeding in the brain, broken bones, a dislocated shoulder and a possible ruptured spleen. He was in serious but stable condition Wednesday.
The Colorado State Patrol issued the citation. Trooper Ryan Sullivan said that despite Moffett’s intentions, jaywalking contributed to the accident.
Moffett had been driving his bus when the two women got off. In the interest of safety, he got out and, together with another passenger, helped the ladies cross.
Moffett’s stepson, Ken McDonald, said the driver of the pickup plowed into his stepfather, but not before Moffett pushed the two women out of the way.
When he awoke in intensive care, he learned of the ticket. “His reaction was dazed and confused. I was a little angry,” said McDonald.
The other man also was cited for jaywalking, while the pickup driver was cited with careless driving that led to injury. Sullivan said the two elderly women haven’t been cited but the investigation is ongoing.
Intreresting how the CHP cites that it was Jaywalking that contributed to the accident. How about it was “we are in such a hurry even in the snow we are too stupid to see a bus stopped and 4 people in the middle of the road and we are going to fast for the conditions to slow down!” I can almost guarantee that the pickup was not just going to fast for the conditions, but too fast period. Sorry, just my rant.
Where does a guy start after an 8 month hiatus from the blogosphere? I have so much to write about. The really weird thing is that it feels like it has been 10 years, or at least there is enough stuff that should have taken 10 years. I will start with a general outline of what to expect.
I changed careers, my wifes father died of unnatural causes, my mother has terminal cancer, my kids are in therepy and we may not get to keep our house. The good news is neither my wife or my dog have left me, so I guess that takes me out of the “sounds like a bad country song” genre. We went to Disneyland and have been through two vehicles. Oh, and we just started Dave Ramsey’s money makeover. I’ll be letting you know how that goes.
So that may not sound real exciting yet, but believe me, when you live it in less than a year, it almost seems like too much for a guy to handle. So hang on and we’ll see how it rides.