The Journey


I have had the question put to me several times in the last few years as I have walked through my journey of returning to school… “Why?” Followed by.. “I could never go back to school; it was too hard the first time.” or “Good for you!” etc.

It has been a journey and I have enjoyed 99.9% of it. It is challenging and it does make my brain hurt but growth is uncomfortable or so I have always been told. It certainly seems to be my experience. I have 2 semesters left and I will be walking across the stage once more for my Bachelor’s degree. I received my Associates last year and it was a thrill. I have been inducted into the Beta Gamma Sigma business honor society, Phi Theta Kappa and The Honors Society. Hard work has been worth all of it and my goal is to graduate Summa Cum Laude. So we shall see what happens between now and then. I am excited and honored to be a student at University of Texas @ Tyler and I can’t wait to see what life has waiting for me on the other side. But in the meantime.. I am enjoying my journey. And I am blessed beyond words to have those who have supported me through this walk and saw me through when I had doubt… and there have been times when I wanted to quit! Thank you!! I love you beyond measure!! ❤

I found this wonderful poem over at my wonderful bloggy friend Michelle Terry aka MammMickTerry She ROCKS!! 😘

The Journey

by Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice –
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do –
determined to save
the only life you could save.


“The Journey” by Mary Oliver, from Dream Work (The Atlantic Monthly Press)
Photo: ID: MTZ5252, Markita Szymanski

You bet your ass I jumped!! :-P

Yep! I jumped out of a perfectly good airplane and YEP! I loved it and I will do it again! It’s been a long time since I did it the last time, but it is one of those events in one’s life that marks time. It has been 27 years since the last time I went skydiving. My daughter was only 2 at the time and my hubby thought I would do it once and have it out of my system. Nope… I did it 3 times and would have kept doing it but he said he did not want to be the single dad of a toddler and asked me not to jump again, so I didn’t. 🙂

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I have always talked about it though and recommended it to a lot of people. When I turned 50, I started talking about going again and this time I had full support from hubby! Then a friend sent me a text last week and said she wanted to go! So naturally I made plans and we went!! What a wonderful experience! Better than any ride at Six Flags, Disney World or Universal!

The most common excuse I have heard is “I’m afraid of heights!” Ok, I get that. I’m not, but strange as it may sound, you never feel like you are falling.

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The hardest part is opening the door and jumping out without passing out. However, if you are strapped to a tandem pilot, you kind of have no choice. But once you are out, the feeling is incredible. Even with the ground 10,000 feet below, you never feel like you are falling. The wind is in your face at about 120 MPH which is the same sensation as being on the back of a motorcycle going 120 MPH until the shute opens.

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Even then, there is peacefulness as you are coming down. You are floating to the ground and then you just stand up. It really IS that simple!!!

I had no fear! I trusted my pilot and had complete confidence in his ability. My guy.. Marcus has about 7000 jumps under his belt and jumps on average 10 times a day. It is a wonderful feeling and I can’t wait to do it again!

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I KNOW!! I’m crazy!! But you know what???? This is what I will say at the end of my life!
“I, I did it all
I owned every second that this world could give
I saw so many places, the things that I did
With every broken bone, I swear I lived!”


“Whar you frum?”

Today’s Observation:

There are different social occasions which will dictate exactly how you are introduced to someone, but the initial exchange seems to be the same no matter where or how you meet.

Sometimes you may take the initiative to go up to someone you have never met and say Hello. But chances are better that someone will introduce you. The conversation will sound something like this:

“Hey so-in-so I want you to meet someone! This is my friend, co-worker, girlfriend, mom, dad…etc.” Or something like that…..

No matter the reason for the introduction, the first thing you will probably say is:
“Hi, it is nice to meet you.” Then we say, “Where are you from?” We are being polite, but it is what we do. Even if you do not say it in the beginning, the second line will usually come up somewhere in almost every conversation when you first come into contact with someone, provided you do not already have this information.

Why is that? I think it is because we immediately start looking for a way to connect to that person. The other reason may also be to establish our position in society and subconsciously place them in the proverbial food chain. Some of us truly do not mean to do this, but it is the way most of us are wired socially and it is human nature.

We also look for things in common. Other people, places, friends, where we have visited, how many kids we have, where we went to high school and maybe why you are both in that particular place at that particular moment in time.

What I find interesting are the answers to the question: “Where are you from?”

In Kentucky, you will most likely answer with what county you live in, unless you are from one, or near one, of the larger cities like Lexington, Louisville, Owensboro or Paducah. However, we will probably only answer you with a county if you are from the area and not having this conversation in another state. Otherwise, we may just pick the nearest town and say from close by or tell you the part of the state our county lies in. I did not realize this was a common answer until I moved away and then moved back. I am sure it is something that it is not unique to Kentucky, but I can only speak for my home state. After several discussions with fellow Kentuckians, I have figured out the reason we do this. It is because of the size of the towns in most of the counties. One county could have as many as 10 small towns in it with the largest town being the county seat. Unless someone is familiar with Monkeys Eyebrow (yes that is a real town) chances are much better you will be able to place Ballard County than the town. It sits on the other side of Paducah (McCracken County) from Possum Trot, KY (not to be confused with Possum Trot, TX) which sits in Marshall County. So which would you rather say you are from? You always have the choice of telling people you are from Bugtussle, Ordinary, or Krypton and let them try and figure it out, but if I were from Penile, KY, I think I might keep that one to myself and just tell them Jefferson County.

This happens to be true no matter where in Kentucky you are from. Folks in Eastern, Central, Northern and Western Kentucky are all guilty of telling what county they live in or was raised in, just ask ’em!

In Texas, it is a little different. You are either from Dallas, Ft Worth, East Texas, South Texas, West Texas or the Panhandle. If you have the inclination to get more information, they MIGHT tell you a large city like San Antonio, Austin, Houston or El Paso. We have small towns around here too with some really interesting names like Lazbuddie, Bacon, and Gun Barrel. But at least they could agree on something, unlike the towns of Nameless and Uncertain! So far, I have only heard people refer to the county seat town rather than the actual county name.

There are funny names all across the country no matter what state you live in and I know people are very special who can claim these hometowns as the central part of their heritage.  It is the little things that make me smile 🙂

Question of the day: “Whar you frum?” (as we say in the South)Nameless, TXPossum Trot, KY

Krypton KY