Ok I promised a story SO ... Here it is......
I went to Publix at 7:15am., because its hard to sleep longer than 11 hours so I got up. I sat in the parking lot with a sour feeling in my stomach and decided I needed to go home for a minute....I am not in a good mood because I feel like crap......I am nauseous...I look like crap......trust me I do........So I go home and get a shower and get dressed again...everyone is asleep or not home. I want to make breakfast for the boys so I go back to publix to get the bacon...and eggs more eggs, I am sure there is not enough.....and OJ cuz I forgot it last time....and what else.....you get the point?....My brain is on the blink....I am grumpy still.....
But I go in and get the stuff. It takes me close to an hour to get 10 items. By the time I get home, Brett is awake and whatever, he ate. No one ever cooks breakfast and for some reason out of the blue, someone else makes it.....must have been malnutrition. So I put the groceries away and pissed off I go to get a coffee.
It's Monday and most people have the day off. so its still too early for a crowd but there are a few folks sitting at the sidewalk tables among the tiny birds begging for a crumb or two. I notice 2 gentlemen sitting discussing business over coffee, one obviously has the day off, the other is casually going in. I stroll past and go in the door to order. The TV is on and they are talking about the wonderful people that we lost in the resent plane crash over Buffalo.
Crew members:
— Capt. Marvin Renslow, pilot, of Lutz, Fla.
— Rebecca Shaw, first officer, of Maple Valley, Wash.
— Matilda Quintero, flight attendant, of Woodbridge, N.J.
— Donna Prisco, flight attendant.
— Capt. Joseph Zuffoletto, off-duty crew member, of Newark, N.J., and Jamestown, N.Y.
———
Passengers:
— Mary Abraham, of West Seneca, N.Y. Trained people to use medical equipment made by Invacare Corp.
— David Borner, of Pendleton, N.Y. Worked for Kraft Foods.
— Linda Davidson, of Westfield, N.Y., nurse at Westfield Memorial Hospital and Ronald Davidson's wife.
— Ronald Davidson, of Westfield, N.Y. Worked at an adult group home and was Linda Davidson's husband.
— Alison Des Forges, of Buffalo, one of the world's leading experts on the genocide in Rwanda.
— Beverly Eckert, of Stamford, Conn., whose husband died in the World Trade Center attacks of Sept. 11, 2001.
— John Fiore, of Grand Island, N.Y., recently retired from the Air Force.
— Ron Gonzalez, of New Brunswick, N.J., director of a youth services program.
— Brad S. Green Sr., of East Amherst, N.Y., salesman for Kraft Foods.
It made me sad to think of these people just GONE.
They all impacted someones life in some way and now they are gone...who knows what kind of information Alison took with her and no one will ever know. What will happen to her research now. Will anyone find out whats really going on there? And now who will make sure the scholarships get to the right persons. Where is the money kept. Did she have a second signature on the account...all these thoughts are running a muck in my head....I hear someone say something to me but I am starring at the TV.....fine how are you I reply without even making eye contact...that's a reflex reaction huh! I catch my insincere reply and make eye contact with the guy from the table out front who is looking very caringly, directly at me. He said he was fine..then Looked me straight in the eye and said "But Really, HOW are YOU DOING? I caught up to him now in thought and said "OH...Oh I am great and getting better everyday...Thanks" His reply was "That is what matters the most, I did it for a year and I know its not easy but its....."I interrupted....."its DONE". He said "great to hear, I am done too, they gave me 4 months to live and that was Ten Years Ago" . "OMG That's great" I said as tears filled my dry bloodshot eyes. "Can I hug you" I asked as emotions took over my grumpy butt mood and turned it into a uncontrollable Smile. "Yes you may" he replied..as he held out his arms. GEEZZ I am hugging a stranger which never would have made sense 6 months prior but today there was not even a thought of hesitation. He knows what he did for me today was the greatest gift he could have given anyone. Its just an obligation and at any given moment we can impact someone the same way if we knew what was going on in their life...Its just obvious what with my bald round face and all that he knew he could connect. I backed up and gave him his space but I was still all in his zone with my radiating perm-a-grin....he was so sweet, he knew I was teary eyed but in a good way but he wanted to make it light..so he told me his Wife still thinks he is a pain in the ass...to which I replied.."she should be glad she has a pain in the ass still...." We both laughed and he got his coffee and ran out to work. I sat down and fed the birds.
I went to Publix at 7:15am., because its hard to sleep longer than 11 hours so I got up. I sat in the parking lot with a sour feeling in my stomach and decided I needed to go home for a minute....I am not in a good mood because I feel like crap......I am nauseous...I look like crap......trust me I do........So I go home and get a shower and get dressed again...everyone is asleep or not home. I want to make breakfast for the boys so I go back to publix to get the bacon...and eggs more eggs, I am sure there is not enough.....and OJ cuz I forgot it last time....and what else.....you get the point?....My brain is on the blink....I am grumpy still.....
But I go in and get the stuff. It takes me close to an hour to get 10 items. By the time I get home, Brett is awake and whatever, he ate. No one ever cooks breakfast and for some reason out of the blue, someone else makes it.....must have been malnutrition. So I put the groceries away and pissed off I go to get a coffee.
It's Monday and most people have the day off. so its still too early for a crowd but there are a few folks sitting at the sidewalk tables among the tiny birds begging for a crumb or two. I notice 2 gentlemen sitting discussing business over coffee, one obviously has the day off, the other is casually going in. I stroll past and go in the door to order. The TV is on and they are talking about the wonderful people that we lost in the resent plane crash over Buffalo.
Crew members:
— Capt. Marvin Renslow, pilot, of Lutz, Fla.
— Rebecca Shaw, first officer, of Maple Valley, Wash.
— Matilda Quintero, flight attendant, of Woodbridge, N.J.
— Donna Prisco, flight attendant.
— Capt. Joseph Zuffoletto, off-duty crew member, of Newark, N.J., and Jamestown, N.Y.
———
Passengers:
— Mary Abraham, of West Seneca, N.Y. Trained people to use medical equipment made by Invacare Corp.
— David Borner, of Pendleton, N.Y. Worked for Kraft Foods.
— Linda Davidson, of Westfield, N.Y., nurse at Westfield Memorial Hospital and Ronald Davidson's wife.
— Ronald Davidson, of Westfield, N.Y. Worked at an adult group home and was Linda Davidson's husband.
— Alison Des Forges, of Buffalo, one of the world's leading experts on the genocide in Rwanda.
— Beverly Eckert, of Stamford, Conn., whose husband died in the World Trade Center attacks of Sept. 11, 2001.
— John Fiore, of Grand Island, N.Y., recently retired from the Air Force.
— Ron Gonzalez, of New Brunswick, N.J., director of a youth services program.
— Brad S. Green Sr., of East Amherst, N.Y., salesman for Kraft Foods.
It made me sad to think of these people just GONE.
They all impacted someones life in some way and now they are gone...who knows what kind of information Alison took with her and no one will ever know. What will happen to her research now. Will anyone find out whats really going on there? And now who will make sure the scholarships get to the right persons. Where is the money kept. Did she have a second signature on the account...all these thoughts are running a muck in my head....I hear someone say something to me but I am starring at the TV.....fine how are you I reply without even making eye contact...that's a reflex reaction huh! I catch my insincere reply and make eye contact with the guy from the table out front who is looking very caringly, directly at me. He said he was fine..then Looked me straight in the eye and said "But Really, HOW are YOU DOING? I caught up to him now in thought and said "OH...Oh I am great and getting better everyday...Thanks" His reply was "That is what matters the most, I did it for a year and I know its not easy but its....."I interrupted....."its DONE". He said "great to hear, I am done too, they gave me 4 months to live and that was Ten Years Ago" . "OMG That's great" I said as tears filled my dry bloodshot eyes. "Can I hug you" I asked as emotions took over my grumpy butt mood and turned it into a uncontrollable Smile. "Yes you may" he replied..as he held out his arms. GEEZZ I am hugging a stranger which never would have made sense 6 months prior but today there was not even a thought of hesitation. He knows what he did for me today was the greatest gift he could have given anyone. Its just an obligation and at any given moment we can impact someone the same way if we knew what was going on in their life...Its just obvious what with my bald round face and all that he knew he could connect. I backed up and gave him his space but I was still all in his zone with my radiating perm-a-grin....he was so sweet, he knew I was teary eyed but in a good way but he wanted to make it light..so he told me his Wife still thinks he is a pain in the ass...to which I replied.."she should be glad she has a pain in the ass still...." We both laughed and he got his coffee and ran out to work. I sat down and fed the birds.
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