Another rainy day, a gift that gave so very much. Even though I am currently not working, I have kept myself busy in many ways. Today though, while I rested physically, trapped inside thanks to the weather, I enjoyed hours of mental stimulation.
I talked often with my mother. I learned all the family gossip..make that news. The best being how my niece’s dog saved them the other night. My nephew loves jerky, he had set a dehydrator to work and went to watch television, falling asleep on the couch. Something happened that caused the dehydrator to start filling their home with smoke. Their chocolate lab, went and awakened my nephew to alert him to the problem. He had saved them.
My son popped in and out offering bits of conversation, explaining how he had handled an issue and what all had been going on around him while he was in the process. Life is an interesting mishmash of experiences. People are so different, with their different issues and quirks. Just when you are feeling your worst, when you are the most nervous over your issues, someone usually comes along that proves your worst moments, can be beat.
I spent hours lost in research. I started with one topic and followed the flow. It began like that spring that breaks free of the ground and begins to flow downhill, growing and spreading as it moves. Branching off and forming different waterways, or spreading out creating a marshland of information. Each link I followed showing yet again while it was called the world wide web, each separate piece if information, attached to others that attach yet again until finally it meets in the middle. Various topics and sub topics that blend together to fill out and fully explain the main topic in question. Some of the information true and important, fleshing out and filling in all gaps, while other information merely fluff and feathers. Today, like a hungry spider I mentally danced among those strands seeking better understanding. Seeking to grow and add to what I knew so as to be better, stronger, more clear of purpose. I write in the hopes of inspiring and encouraging others. If my words and purpose are clear, how much better I can accomplish that goal.
I also drank a lot of coffee and finished off a bag of chocolate donuts. Hard work should always bring about some reward shouldn’t it?
Words from The Dirt Road 