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Saturday, October 1, 2011

The walk home

Friday, September 30, 2011 

I took the Limited bus today. It wasn't as crowded as usual. I felt tired and drained. My energy has been low as of late; probably the change of the season (now Fall) or me feeling under the weather. As I got off the bus, I looked at the sky. What a sight! The clouds were blue, pink, and purple. Very pretty. I smiled. I tried taking a picture but was bombarded by people leaving the bus. Walking home felt different. Maybe it was because I was reflecting on the week's events. I've been contemplating on what my purpose is, what I'm currently doing, and where to go from here. Oddly, it seemed like the more I thought about this, the sky became brighter and streaks of pink filled the sky. I knew I had to take a picture.

Guys hanging on the corner, a lady pushes a shopping cart, older gentlemen sit in front of the Chinese takeout restaurant, I observe them. I walked to a store, a man allows me to go in first. I appreciate his generosity. Picking up some milk (I want cereal for dinner tonight), I'm welcomed by a smile from a friend. I say, "Hi my friend." He replies, "Hi mommy, how are you?" "I'm good, can't complain " as I pay. I leave the store walking down the block. I hear a man talking on the phone behind me, he had a Caribbean accent. Those pink streaks still follow me. I slowly stopped letting the man pass. I began snapping some pictures.

I felt an uplift from my spirit as if God was letting me know, at that moment, that everything would be alright. (Praying silently) "Sometimes God, I don't know where my direction is leading me. I feel like I'm just floating around. I want to know where I'm going and how to get there.The way times are with unemployment, increased crime, natural disasters, and more negativity than positivity can all make the heart heavy."  From a sudden cool breeze, I felt like it was God telling me not to despair because He will handle everything. I need to keep the faith.

Before I knew it, I was in front of my door waving hello to my neighbors.

1 comment:

  1. I think as God was looking down at you he was telling you not to sweat the small stuff. :)
    One day at a time, Professor.