Friday, February 21, 2014

Lady in RED...


 
 
 


So I had to share about the RED Heels…the red heels that take a toll on my toes, but I love them and can’t keep my feet out of them!  I learned a lesson on judgment today – and it left me in smiles…

I was SO avoiding going on my lunch break to get groceries (I’d rather do in my flops after work, yet I hate hitting the stores after dark – so just went with it…in my red heels) --- I got stopped before I even could click the lock button on my door by a man in a hospital protective mask looking to be escorted by possibly a wife or a friend --- he said as soon as I hopped out these red heels struck his eye, wondering who on earth can sport those and be brave enough to be SO bold…which then he relayed drove his eyes to my FCANCR License Plate.  I often see people while driving taking pics of it, etc – but don’t get stopped to often to ask what it represents and though I do not mind talking about Mike and sharing his journey, it caught me off guard in the Wal-Mart parking lot.  I proceeded to tell him the story behind it and he started to cry – I hated that he cried, for that was not my intention – meeting anyone battling cancer, because Mike is now with the man above – I in no way want anyone to think they don’t have a chance – He hugged me and said Mike’s journey did give him hope and he lives every day to the fullest, and if it had not been for the red heels that struck their attention…he may have never seen the license plate and never would have known that others understand what he is going through….hugs ensue and enter Alice Cooper private moment at I take myself to the Wal-Mart RR to “freshen up”…

Scrolling through the isles, FINALLY to the breaking point of knowing Girl Scout Cookies and Juice Boxes are not the best items to live off of, I travel the isles stocking up ---- insert adorable herd of elderly ladies – a couple in the go-karts and 2 with baskets…as I am scoping out which flavor of Raman Noodles to grab, I hear “How the heck do you manage in the heels, they are gorgeous yet so high, how on earth do you manage not to fall?  They seem quite high for everyday wear”  I chuckled a bit and said, “Oh I have fallen plenty of time in these heels, even tripped in an elevator and landed in a patrons “lap area” – but just as in life, you fall and you get back up…hope to only laugh at yourself and know it happens to everyone” ---- those ladies chuckled and we chatted for a bit and made our separate ways…

Finally getting all my items, went to the register, checked out and made my way back to my truck ---- immediately stopped by a lady and asked for a picture of my shoes – she said she was not brave enough to wear them ever but had never seen anything so bright and tall – haha – she made a comment on my license plate as well and shared with me her husband’s battle with Cancer and that though he has passed, she still lives life and appreciates all aspects and was so happy she crossed my path.

I suppose, though I wasn’t felt “judged” my shoes did cause some attention today, yet nothing negative and opened up some great meetings of strangers --- I am forever thankful today for my 39.99 Shoe Dazzle.com account and my red heels J  and meeting these people that if I had not hit the local Wal-Mart – I would have never touched their lives as they did mine…

Monday, February 3, 2014

2 Years...Still OK with Learning to Walk Again




 
In 10 days,  I will wake up, put one foot in front of the other and like any other day, I will progress…yet on this day, I will remember saying my very last good byes to my Mike, My Best friend…My Hott Pocket.

 Many of you have been along with Mike since day one…some even involved in the “conceivement” of our meeting – some came across our path in the middle, but by now you ALL have been with us to our end…and for that I am forever grateful.  Just as any milestone in our lives, as we approach them, sometimes like a ton of bricks, you are hit by them and knocked on your ass – the difference of the outcome, is usually the manor in how you get back up…I was winded over the weekend in approaching this date, for the first time in a LONG time…but I am UP! 

Looking back on it all, I have not once felt sorry for me…I experienced a pretty Rad-Ass time with him here…we all did, the ones that knew him and even vicariously the ones that lived through the stories and todays memories – like the George Strait song “He surely left us ALL with a smile.”  2 years at times can feel like a million and other moments, it feels as if I am just stepping out the doors of MDA, holding nothing by his wedding band a bag of clothes waiting on the valet to pull the truck around.  The past 2 years I have been oh so blessed to have Ya’ll, my Young Widows Group, such amazing (spirit lifting) friendships, the MOST amazing Family, GREAT Job (including Fabulous CO-workers) who don’t get me, but they do and just smile and love me for me…and the blessing from the Good Man above to allow my heart to feel again and not be scared, even when it is literally the scariest of all to cannonball into something new, completely trusting what you feel does  not have to accommodate any “standards”, “rules” and need “approval” from anyone but your heart…in the words of Robert Earl Keen…”It feels so good feeling good again”…

As the 12th approaches, I am surely in a MUCH different mindset this year – and I want to use this to simply thank Ya’ll…ALL for accepting me…loving me and being OK with doing nothing particular to “fix” me…I surely do not need fixing ;)

I’ve posted this before, many times, and just sometimes cannot get enough of it…Mike never ceased to smile – he brought joy into my life and all that knew him and remains in a happy place in my heart and soul – XOOXOX Hott Pocket!!


XO LC