Lisa Oceandreamer

This candle is lit for Lisa Oceandreamer, a GPS who is facing heartbreaking times. I have written Lisa a personal letter, I find it difficult t0 express in public how deeply emotional I feel about Lisa’s pain at this time. For now this candle is lit for Lisa and her mother….with special prayers for a peaceful transition.

An Avon Dove Ornament I've had for years

More car troubles. I got my car fixed….so I thought, then drove it off the lot down the road about ten minutes and it died in a fairly raunchy part of Surrey. I had only one bar left on my cell phone, hadn’t eat yet, was wearing a thin car coat, bare feet and slip on shoes with only nine dollars and forty fours cents in my purse. Normally I have blankets, water, pepper spray and other emergency things in my car….but I cleaned it all out upon getting it fixed. I alerted my daughter; she organized a tow, called the shop…in her business women like way. In the meantime I sat waiting in the cold…I was surprised that I didn’t get mad….I just stayed calm….. As I got colder, I thought of the homeless…. how horrid it must be to feel intensely cold all the time. I knew I could hail a taxi as they were passing me right and left. I had used my last cash for the tow, a few days before, which would have forced me to scrounge up some change to pay a taxi. I hesitated to leave my car alone in that area. The whole time I just thought about other people, my blogging friends, the homeless kept creeping into my thoughts…..At about the two hour mark I felt like crying……I was frustrated, cold and had to pee….I felt lonely, abandoned, very disappointed and somewhat distraught. Yet I knew my daughter was my champion….and I thought what a role reversal this is….when my kid is now taking care of me…..it’s official, she’s a grown up!

Then just when I was about to really lose it, a very sweet old Sikh tow truck driver arrived, I told him how grateful I was for the warmth of his vehicle. We joked together; he cheered me up, and told me to demand the mechanic buy me a nice coffee and pizza to warm me up. After all this folly, I came home and read Lisa’s blog……and everything came into perspective….my day was not a crisis….but rather a mild inconvenience to what she is contending with….and I silently embraced her in my head and in my heart!