Wednesday, July 3, 2013

“The bigger the darkness, the easier it is to spot your little light.”

I've been avoiding my own blog.

Here lately, I've been carrying around a huge chip on my shoulder about things going on now, about things that happened in the past, and about situations that I can't change.  Pity parties aren't the least bit fun.  I don't want this to turn into a space for me to vent all my problems, all the time.  Who wants to read that?! So... since I've pretty well been a "sad sack" for a few weeks, I've just stayed away.  But now, I'm determined to get out of my funk and to focus on the many positives in my life rather than the few negatives.

Yesterday was a gorgeous, non-typical-for-Mississippi July day; it was sunny with puffy white clouds, and there was a breeze blowing and very little humidity.  I didn't want to waste a nearly perfect day by staying in the house, so I convinced my husband to chauffeur me to a town about 20 minutes north in order to check out a store I've wanted to visit for quite some time.  And it didn't disappoint at all!  In the front of the store were antiques and cute knick-knacks, but in the back room was a huge table, around which were gathered about 8 ladies who were working on various yarn crafts: primarily rug hooking (which I didn't know that anyone did anymore after the 70s and 80s), along with some knitting and crocheting.  All around the room were supplies for sale for the rug hooking, but even better, there was YARN FOR SALE!  It wasn't a huge selection, but there was some good stuff there.  The shop owner was super nice and helpful, and I came home with 3 skeins of hand-painted Peruvian cotton in beautiful shades of green, as well as 3 skeins of recycled sari yarn straight from India (which I've admired for quite some time now).  Check out these colors:

I know it's a bit blurry, but I just wanted to capture the colors - brilliant!
I also loved the fact that she had a shop cat.  His name was Tucker, and as soon as we walked into the back room, he ran toward my husband, meowing loudly, and demanded scratching and petting.  He kept my husband entertained long enough for me to spend some quality time with some quality yarn.  In other words, my man wasn't bored nearly to death, thank goodness!

After that, we drove down the scenic Natchez Trace to go try a restaurant opened by one of my former students.  They serve homestyle "blue plate" food (my husband had the hamburger steak with gravy), gourmet burgers and sandwiches, and delicious salads (I had a buffalo chicken salad - hot but gooooood).  The best part of that was that the once-student -- who told me that she will be 31 this year! -- was there, and I was able to visit with her for a while.  She is still and forever will be one of my favorites; she was paralyzed in a car accident before her 10th grade year of high school, which is when I became her Spanish teacher.  Doctors told her she'd never walk again, but she told them "F--- you," and she was walking before she graduated. They also told her she'd never have children, but her son just turned a year old last month.  Now, she's added successful business owner to the many other things she was never supposed to have accomplished, and I'm so proud of and for her.  Seeing her was the highlight of a really good day, and I'm determined to have plenty more of those for the rest of the summer.

Title quote by Brother Andrew in God's Smuggler.

1 comments:

  1. What an awesome, inspirational story. It made me smile.

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