I have always been a private person. I am not one to go and put a lot of stuff out there on Social Media. And when serious things happen, I tend to close the ranks even further.
When Mom was sick, that still was very much the way I handled things. When Mom passed almost 2 years ago, I now realize just how closed my ranks had become. Many of my friends on Facebook, I have cyber stalked you, meaning, I reveled in your joys, and prayed for your requests even if I never said anything.
For decades now it seems, I have always worked hours that many of my friends would be home, and we could share. So, I once again have become painfully aware of the Island I have become.
I have had some wonderful time with my sister, reconnecting with her. And now I want to reconnect to my church family, my friends, and strengthen those bonds we once had.
Dad gave us a scare before Christmas, he is good, thank God. And we have a good handle on what we need to do to keep him around for a lot longer. (My joke with him is that he will be 113, and I will still be wheeling him around in a wheelchair, because I’m not ready for him to go…)
I want to be able to spend more time with family. at normal hours. I want to be in a place financially that if I need to spend more time with him, I can with no down side. And in the middle of this, one of my best friends that I had reconnected with was starting her adventure with Stella & Dot. She had an engraving sale.. and I got lockets for the girls to have something to remember their relationship with Mom.
And I love the pieces. And I prayed about it. And mulled it over, and prayed some more, and then one night as I was working, and taking a break, talking it over with God… He reminded me of a tip I was given, a surprising tip from a really great guest at the hotel. Since he was up early, and I was there early, we would talk about his career in the Military, and then as a Peace Officer, and Dad’s work in both those fields, If I remember correctly, he was a medic on the helicopters that would come and bring back the wounded. I digress. Anyway, I felt like God was telling me it was time.
And I started. The most difficult thing, is I don’t want people to think I am only coming to them to sell them stuff. I really want to use it an excuse to get together, to reconnect, to bond. And let God take the rest of it as he sees fit.
I am also excited to hear of the different ways this company gives back to the community. And the way it started, the name honoring their Grandmothers. There is just a lot to love about this company.
As you can tell, I’ve spent a lot of time learning about this company. But, the biggest thing, is I want to be connected again. I want to be able to reach out, and do things with people again. I am way too young to be this much of a hermit. Thank you for taking time to read this. I know its kinda all over the place, as my mind can be sometimes. I just wanted this part of my story out there.