The Roaming Stevens

You reach a certain decade and you know that life can throw everything it has at you on a daily basis and you have to find a way to deal with it. But, CAN WE?  When does the heart reach sensory overload?  It doesn't matter that I have survived six decades on Mother Earth, makes no difference whatsoever, the pain is overwhelming when it comes to these past few weeks. One of THE dearest, sweetest souls living on the planet, breathed his final breath last week.  I was raised with only one much older sister and Joel Cook was my brother.  My Mother lost a son before me and after me and I spent a good while wondering (picturing) what my life would have been like if I had a brother.  When I met Joel and he entered the sphere of friends we had, I did not have to think about that situation any longer ~ I had a brother.  His name was Joel.  He made my world a better place and filled it with supreme kindness, a gentle laugh, and made ANY day at Pickwick Lak...

Beginning any new endeavor is never easy.  It's a bit stressful, too.  We put expectations on ourselves, don't we?  Some of us set the bar at a natural place, some of us set the bar high, some of us may set the bar far TOO high.  Who makes the decision?  We do.  Each of us have our own motor, compass, and indicator.  We make the choices.  I have learned over the decades that stepping out of my comfort zone forces me to grow and ultimately take a good look at myself.  Each and every different turn I have taken, position I have accepted, or course I have attended has made me a stronger person.  I am no different from anyone else. This week is pre-university week.  I will be submerged in the study of Psychological Science and Sociology and I simply can't wait.  I have already spent hours pouring over the course work and I am intrigued.  In 3 days I shall be one month old in my NEW JOB which I find quite intriguing...

Had an absolutely fabulous day at my new place of work on Friday.  I do admire, respect, and like each artist featured at my place of employment so very much.  These people are enormously talented and creative beyond the imagination of  most people here on earth.  I could sit and watch them work with their hands for literally hours - much better than the majority of any television these days - but, I was not hired to do that.  I shall return on one of my many days off and observe as long as I like.  The work schedule I have been given fits in perfectly with my soon-to-be life as a full-time university student. Late Friday I announced to the artists with a huge grin that I would see them all on the following day, Saturday, from 12:30 until 3:30pm. Later that evening my fine husband and I met the small gang at our local watering hole just to say 'Hello' and debrief from an extremely sad and sweet funeral held earlier in the w...