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My baby is in the Navy

I just spoke with my baby girl who has been in the Navy for almost two years. 

Where did time go?  I gave birth to her just a few months ago - didn't I??? 

Darn it - time flies and I don't like it, 'cause when time flies it means I am getting old.  Ugh. 

My little girl is attached to an aircraft carrier and she loves it.  Some day I will go on a "Tiger Cruise" where family members get to meet the ship a few days out of home port and sail back to port as a (paying) "tourist" of sort.  It will be the cruise of a life time.  :-)   I have never been on a cruise ship before, and the accommodations on a Navy ship are not     the best as compared to a "real" cruise ship from what I have heard!  Oh, well...  I hear both the Navy and private cruise ships supply the same kind of ocean waves and sea sickness, so if I get sick, I will probably not notice that my accommodations are not first class...    However, the thought of seeing fighter planes take off and land on the deck of a carrier is totally awesome; it will grab my attention like nothing else ever has - to say the least...    

My baby says that it is a strange feeling when you can see no land anywhere.  I have no idea how I will react to that; I only know I want the experience more than almost anything else in my life... 



Al said THANK YOU! 

LOVE this!  :-) 

Believing in myself...

Has there been something in your life that you have wanted more than anything else, which would take a lot of effort, but you don't know if you have enough faith in your own ability to accomplish it?   It might feel like you have come to a crossroads, a fork in the road on your path through your life; you sense opportunities, yet you cannot know for sure in which direction your life is supposed to go.  You know yourself - kind of.  You doubt yourself - a lot.  And you forget that excellence (YOUR kind of excellence) is worth any effort.  So you don't try. 

You have failed before you even started. 

An old friend told me a long time ago that most people are satisfied with mediocrity.   His example of this was an experience from his own life: as a teenager in high school he was told by one of his teachers that he would never make it in college.  He thought about that for a while, then decided to prove his teacher wrong.  He went on to get two masters degrees and became an accomplished writer and editor. 

I knew him for thirty years until his death in 2008.  I would like to follow his example and rise above my self doubts, and reach for excellence, not mediocrity.   Not excellence as compared to others around me, but excellence as compared to what I have already accomplished.  I have done OK in my life, but I can do much better.   I can always improve, but this is more than just improving - I want to accomplish something I have never before attempted. 

Did my long time friend know how to study for a two masters degrees when he first started college just a year after he had been told that he would never make it in college?   What is the secret to accomplish a goal?  How did my friend do it?  By going to class, finishing his home work, working part time to put himself through college and never ever giving up. 

For many years I have had a dream, but I have felt overwhelmed by the sheer task of accomplishing it.   I hope to find a way to realize my goal by working on LifeJournal and letting you in on some of my ups and downs.  I love creating pictures and feelings with words; I love editing and using the dictionary and thesaurus to find more precise words to better convey my mood, my thoughts, my feelings; I love to let my thoughts wander and play with whatever comes into my mind. 

I feel a sense of accomplishment when I put this jumble of thoughts down on paper; playing with the letters and words in front of me transfers me to a world I love to be in, a world where I stay until I am satisfied with what I see, or until I temporarily run out of ideas.  Later I come back and the tweaking starts all over.  I love the process, I am hooked on it and I want to become excellent at it - as excellent as I can become, that is!

My friend was a great writer.  His language ability was impressive; he has been my inspiration for many years.  I like to think that sometimes he looks down from where he is and whispers to me: "Hey, you can do better!"   

What better motivation do I need?  :-)   

Climbing Mt. Everest - edited

(Because I am new to LiveJournal, I do not yet know what I am doing - and I cannot edit this post using the original entry, so here is a new and slightly edited version.)

No, not I - but many crazy and tough people who I have watched on Netflix and on the Discovery Channel - I admire their drive and their tenacity, their resolve and their persistence. 

Would I ever climb Mt. Everest if I got a chance?  Never, ever!  But I never tire of watching the efforts of those who are in much better physical shape than I am in, men and women who also find an inner strength that I deeply admire.

Don't we all have our Mt. Everests to climb?  Even as I write this, I recognize it as the old cliché it is, yet it isn't.  How often have I in disgust over my seemingly poor performance forgotten that I should never, ever compare myself to anybody?    

A wise friend recently reminded me that we need to appreciate who we are and remember how far we have come compared to where we were when we started.  We need to be kind to ourselves.  We live in a society that gives great prominence to degrees, "important" jobs, huge paychecks, large homes, the latest fashions and the "right" look, to mention a few of our so called status symbols.  

If I think I am better than you are because I make more, or look better, or wear newer clothes, I am really only showing my own insecurity.   Most of us know that - I certainly know that.   For a long time I enjoyed the added "prestige" of being a LIGHT RAIL OPERATOR - probably helped by the fact that I was being treated better than ever before by everybody from supervisors to police officers; it made me feel that in their mind I was "better" while working as a light rail operator that I was while I was "only" a bus driver. 

What I found out when I came back to driving bus three weeks ago, was that it had nothing to do with WHAT I do at work, but everything to do with HOW I do it.  It is all about MY attitude, not "theirs".  

I finally figured out how to climb my Mt. Everest at work...  



Above: a new bus driver, a long time ago with one of my all time favorite passengers

Climbing Mt. Everest

No, not I - but many crazy and tough people who I have watched on Netflix and on the Discovery Channel - I admire their drive and their tenacity, their resolve and their persistence. 

Would I ever climb Mt. Everest if I got a chance?  Never, ever!  But I never tire of watching the efforts of those who are in much better physical shape than I am in, men and women who also find an inner strength that I deeply admire.

Don't we all have our Mt. Everests to climb?  Even as I write this, I recognize it as the old cliché it is, yet it isn't .  How often have I in disgust over my seemingly poor performance forgotten that I should never, ever compare myself to anybody?    

A wise friend recently reminded me that we need to appreciate who we are and remember how far we have come compared to where we were when we started.  We need to be kind to ourselves.  We live in a society that give great prominence to degrees, "important" jobs, huge paychecks, large homes, the latest fashions and the "right" look, to mention a few of our so called status symbols.  

If I think I am better than you are because I make more, or look better, or wear newer clothes, I am really only showing my own insecurity.   Most of us know that - I certainly know that.   For a long time I enjoyed the added "prestige" of being a LIGHT RAIL OPERATOR - probably helped by the fact that I was being treated better by everybody from supervisors to police officers than I ever had before as "only" a bus driver. 

What I found out when I came back to driving bus three weeks ago, was that it had nothing to do with WHAT I do at work, but everything to do with HOW I do it.  It is all about MY attitude, not "theirs".  

I finally figured out how to climb my Mt. Everest at work...  



Above: a new bus driver, a long time ago with one of my all time favorite passengers... 
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