It’s happening at our house. It’s scary and it’s real. It is the realization that we are just like all those “other people” suffering in these uncertain times.
It began three weeks ago when Hubby came home and said, “They laid off twenty guys at work today.”
And suddenly, it was us. It was us wondering if the emergency fund was enough. It was us looking at loosing all benefits and all security and hoping that this bad economy would not ruin the ability for Hubby to pursue his passion. And suddenly I looked at the news and the people in the unemployment line very differently. I second guessed that cup of coffee, the shirt I splurged on, and the night out that we spent way too much on.
It began to take over our lives. Everyday he would go to work and I would wonder if this day would be his last. Another week, more layoffs, and he survived. Yet another, more men sent home with no warning. And finally this last week, we survived again.
We are the lucky ones. But how long will it last?
In the midst of feeling very stressed and wondering how we will keep our home, our “stuff,” and our way of life, I received an email from a dear friend.
At her office there is a man that she sees from time to time. He is cold, wet, and dirty. His only companion is his little Collie, Jay. He once had a job, a good job. He was passing through and suddenly ran out of gas money. He lives under the bypass near her building. My friend keeps dog food and supplies for this man so that when she sees him, she has something to offer them. He usually refuses to join her inside, stating he is too dirty, but she implores him daily. Today he came in and she offered him something to drink. He brought his own cup. It was filthy so she washed it. She said she had no idea how long it had been since he had a clean cup to drink from. She noticed that he was missing a glove. He had no way to get another one and his exposed hand showed dirt, grime, and the abuses of the elements. She listened to his story and gave him shelter from the cold, if only for a few minutes. He has no one, cooks with a kerosene heater, and lulls himself to sleep to the sound of passing traffic on a busy interstate. Feeling the cold and biting wind as he tries to get some rest he faces the next day in uncertainty. He wants to work. Has tried. No jobs to be found, especially when you can’t supply a home address.
She cried as he led Jay from her office today on his makeshift “leash.”
Today he became a real person to her. A person with thoughts and feelings and a past and a future. A person who mattered. A person just like her.
I told her she was his angel. Her reply? “No, he is my angel. He makes me realize just how very blessed I am to have what I have, and I refuse to complain.”
Aren’t we all just one step away from being exactly where he is? Shouldn’t we be thankful? Doesn’t this make you approach your day, your job, your “stuff” differently?
Perspective people. Perspective. And I just gained some.
My greatest fear is leaving this world without someone or something feeling the impact of my being here. Today, my friend reminded me that sometimes changing the world doesn’t mean doing huge things for faraway lands, sometimes it means reaching out to those who seem so common in your everyday life.
The cutie patootie Obama girls have not even been at 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue for a solid week and the attention they are getting is already at Hannah Montana status. They are revered for their clothes, their poise and their demeanor. Every little girl now has a new role model.
Whether that is fair or not I thought this was interesting. Ty toy company of Beanie Babies fame has created “Sweet Sasha” and “Marvelous Malia” dolls. Their mom did not approve. Not one bit. Speaking through her press secretary, she thought it was “inappropriate.” The Ty toy company counteracted by saying the dolls were in no way a representation or inspired by the Obama girls.
What do you think? Does the toy company have an argument or the right? Discuss.
You guys were so awesome to help me out with the last survey, so here I go again, asking for more favors.
Basically, I think this game is going to be a popular one so I wanted to do some more questions to put in the “just in case” file. Would you guys do it again?? Pretty please? Once again, you all rock!
Hello Faithful Blogging Friends,
I need a favor! Next week the Hubby and I are throwing a little game night and we are playing a little friendly fued game. So, I need you guys to take this survey so that we can have a “survey ” that “says” something!
Would you guys help me out? Pretty please with a cherry on top? Click down below and your anonymous results will help me out so much!
You’re all jems! And you all have an open invite to join the game crew! I can’t promise warm weather, but I can promise a good time!
|1.||to lie or wait in concealment, as a person in ambush; remain in or around a place secretly or furtively.|
|2.||to go furtively; slink; steal.|
|3.||to exist unperceived or unsuspected.|
One who reads a blog which results in tons of entertainment and insight into blog author’s life while acting as if said author does not know of lurker’s presence. Or DOES she?
Yes. Really. It is that time. You have been lurking, tons of you. How do I know? Cause I have a GREAT tracker program baby! So, come out and say hello, hola, ciao, or whatever you say in Chile, yes, I am talking to you, you avid reader you!
Seriously, let’s be friends, even if you feel like a stalker. I will be nice. When am I not? There may or may not be a prize. I’m just saying!
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Happy New Year Friends!
We truly believe this will be our best year yet!
We celebrated with 80-something of our “closest friends.” He’s my closest friend.
She will always be my celebrity-sighting coffee buddy. Watch out universe.
These two are some of my favorites, too.
I hope this year is the best for you all too!
The Year In Bloggy Review
January started off quiet in the blog world as I was still lusting over our Christmas Vacay to NY and proved to you all just how much of a Renthead I had become. We celebrated our first “birthday” with Ellie and I shared her story of the way she came to be ours. There were semis and interstates involved.
In February, I had the Best. Idea. Ever. and we are still going strong! I cried on the side of a bypass and I got angry about my husband’s “veteran status.” Apparently it was therapeutic and I felt the need to further clarify my view on war, which led to a good friend of mine, who is in Iraq right now, gave us his view to even it out. I did that thing every dog owner said they would never do and if they do do it- they lie about it.
March started with me breaking Hubby’s heart. Don’t touch a man’s stuff without permission, especially his mixed tapes. I finally stopped ignoring all the signs and quit my job. It was the best thing I have EVER done. We took a snow day and I almost killed the Hubby in a fit of tax-related stress. The five year anniversary of the war in Iraq hit me hard and I wrote my favorite post to date. It has opened many doors which I am very excited about. I ended my emotionally charged month of change by crying my eyes out with two girlfriends at our favorite show.
April came and we had to basically kick “that girl” out of our book club and I spent my last day at my job. I had to have a friend console me in public and I almost had an altercation at the dog park. Don’t mess with my babies. Seriously, the ugly comes out. The girls started our semi-annual clothes swap. It has saved me a ton of mulah and kept Dave Ramsey off my back. Hubby and I celebrated five years of marriage and I introduced you to the crazy neighbors who are still as crazy. Mrs. Lilac and I tried to save the world thru a sweet little kitty and I almost had a nervous breakdown giving her up.
May came with a great surprise when we found out my nephew was in fact A BOY! While canoeing with family I realized my Ellie would die for me before my Hubby would. And all the anticipation came to realization when the movie we had all been waiting for came!
And that is the first part of the year. It really has flown by. Looking back I can say that I have made changes for the better in my life this year. Many things have come and gone and the future is bright. I am eager to see what this new year holds!