Being a new blogger I am late to the "party". Deborah of Boxwood Terrace, whose blog I LOVE suggested me.
So here I go................and honesty................no problem. Deep dark secrets?......still are :-)
When I was twelve a life altering event took place, my Father died suddenly on a ski slope, I was with him.
No, no, I am not courting sympathy nor drama but to share how that shaped me into the person I am today. Learning at an early age that life is fragile and to be savored, I found the quote below that mirrors my thoughts as if I wrote it.
I earned my skydiving professional license and a portion of my income from "jumping". A life metaphor is "leap and the net will appear"
Within 498 dives I have leapt from a variety of planes, helicopters, a hot air balloon, into water and at night. My favorite was into the puffy cumulus clouds. Did you know they are filled with tunnels? And that you could wend your way through? PS; that was in my youth
- while fencing all of my cellulite disappeared!
- most of your sparring partners are men
- there are many fencing scholarships that go unclaimed.
2) Will always try to take my own path and never fear getting lost
I was a dismal candidate for the corporate world. Yes there was a fear of starting my own business and leaving the "safety net" but I have never looked back.
Getting lost in the car.........have made great discoveries, shops to explore, new scenery, inspiration and a life long friend.
England. Nothing new to those that know me..........but feel as if I once lived there, feel complete and at home there.
alone time. Mind you I LOVE people, am in a people pleasing industry..........but being alone means; recharging, regrouping, seeking new inspiration..........thinking.
emergency. Yes, have been tested, many times, I leap into action, without forethought. Once I was in a large hotel and in the middle of the night heard a woman screaming in the hallway, blood-curdling screaming. Immediately jumping up I ran out, I was the only one. Fortunately it was a break-in and her purse was snatched, the thief was gone and she was physically ok.
Dogs, actually ALL animals but have a soft spot for our loyalist companions.
I live to travel.
kilts! So far my husband is not cooperating..........can you imagine? And if the man in a kilt is playing a bagpipe watch me make a fool of myself.
Laughter. Deep belly busting laughter, being silly, getting ridiculous. My favorite partner in crime here is sister.......... only problem, she reminds me, is I "forget" when to stop :-) .............and what on earth would we do without our women friends??!!
10) Faith in God. The comfort of knowing He is there, my reminder to be a good person and to trust in Him.
Now, onto my RANT, it's a local issue...............so if you do not want to stay, know I warned youI am having an affair..............
Yes, you read that correctly.........I am having an affair...............I want to scream about it
Didn't you think Bunny Williams book My Affair with a House, was the best title?
I live in a village named Wayne, Illinois. Wanting to live here came first, the house second. Wayne has a remarkable history and most that have moved here enjoy the story, love open space, preservation of land and tradition. What I did not know was that I would have to become a rabid fighter of "progress". You know the sort; massive subdivisions, shopping malls and strip malls everywhere in the surrounding cities. These necessitate more traffic and new roads.
One battle that is ongoing but picking up surprising speed after four years of silence is a classic case of the city next door, St. Charles, wants a bridge over the fox river. Countless and expensive studies have been paid for but with a slant...........they do not want the bridge in their community and find every reason to eliminate other prospects all the while paying and hiring their own firms for results.
Why am I so worked up? The traffic for this two lane bridge will spill through our village's only east west road. Our much larger neighbor will no longer admit their future plans, which was at a previous meeting, showing the bridge becoming a four lane and then our road needing to go to four lanes. On those engineering plans my home is gone.
When we moved here I saw the potential and possibility; 4 acres, an 1856 home in need of love and attention, space to build a barn, gardens beyond reason. Our families thought we fell from grace but we knew what this home could be and has become...........slowly restoring ourselves with only one room remaining.
- link or means of approach
- structure built over an obstacle
- a connection, a means of coming together
Instead we have a classic David and Goliath story. The city versus the village. I do not dislike St. Charles, I own a business there, shop there and seek entertainment there. I have clients there, family and friends. So I am fighting and asking for help.
'rant'has become public as I feel helpless and feel fear.
St. Charles has given us until 12/31 to deliver comments.
Wayne would love to hear from you too.
To all my readers...........thank you for reading my rant. Thank you sincerely for subscribing to this blog and for your friendship extended. I am excited about 2010, many great topics formulating. My best wishes for everyone in the new year!