My Genuine Thanks

Today, I would like to waste some time by sending out my thanks to the three wonderful drivers that allowed me easy entrance into their lanes on the busiest highway in my hometown. Come  5pm, traffic becomes unbearably claustrophobic. I have had many drivers bring out the worst in me at this particular entrance ramp. Well, last Friday, I was just getting off work, and I wasn't in the greatest of moods. The work day had dragged on, and I didn't have any good plans until Saturday. Needless to say, I was testy.
So here I am going up the ramp at a terribly sluggish rate, and I can see the string of cars lining the lane I need to get into is bumper to bumper.There is little to no chance that I am getting over on my own accord. Once I get up there, though, the nicest person lets me over without giving pretense to running me over. I finger wave. The next lane is my new goal. I turn my blinker on again. And like a good samaritan, someone else quickly lets me over. This continues into my third lane. These kind people didn't do anything big, like save a child from a burning building.  What they did was almost bigger. There was no sure way of knowing they would be recognized for their act of kindness in letting a young woman over three lanes, so that she could get home with ease-also allowing her to see her love one extra day before he got his travelling job. How could they have known that their act of letting me in would contribute to me helping my mother cook dinner? They couldn't have. Better yet how could they know that they would make my day?
It's simple acts of kindness that restored my faith in humanity. I know that probably seems menial to most, but it would be marvelous to see the world fulfill acts of kindness like this all the time. Acts that don't require thanks, nor do they boast how good of a task they are. Just simple tasks that can brighten someone's day by showing them kindness. Kindness-something that just doesn't seem at all as prevalent as it once was. WIth acts of kindness, the world's heartstrings could be pulled together and formed into an intricate bow of love, wrapping us all in it's beauty. Again, I thank you fellow drivers. :)

When Life Gives You Persimmons

My love recently found a job that favors him more than I can begin to describe. He loves that he might get to ride in the helicopter. He loves the places he'll get to go. He loves that he won't be behind a desk all day. But he has to drive SO much! Saturday, he drove to El Paso, and he won't be home for at least seven days or more. Call me a sentimentalist, but I have become very attached to him. This whole travel thing has been very hard on me. Not only had I just gotten him home where we could work on our deeper relationship when he got the job, but our relationship was still on the rocks. The worst time, in my opinion, for him to be travelling is when I am trying to get things straight in my head. But God or somebody had other plans.
So here we are. I am thankful that he found a job with  such great benefits-he keeps the perdium  he doesn't use, but I am not excited about  the timing. If this had just come a little later. Now he is quick to pick up on my sadness when he calls. He promises me this is not a job he wants to do for long. I don't see how he really has a choice. Besides, how could he ask for something better? This is exactly what he wanted.
Then, I reflect on how I feel about my job. The job I landed was exactly what I was looking for in that it offered me a great place to start, amazing benefits, and above minimum wage pay all while keeping me less than 30 minutes from home-if you don't count traffic time. It was truly wonderful to have gotten this job after so much rejection and negativity everywhere I turned. However, now I am beginning to become restless. This position holds no promise of getting heavier in work, nor does it have anything stimulating for  me to do. I have grown tired of the position I once loved. I figure my love and I are in the exact same boat.
The point of this blog is that sometimes you get something that you think is a blessing, but you soon find yourself tiring of it. During these instances, it is important to keep an end goal in mind. Research to find a time period that you must get through before you can change and still maintain efficiency. For instance, if I change jobs now, I lose my state benefits. So it is easier for me to just stay in my position for a year until I can move within the system. Sometimes life gives you persimmons, and you just have to pollish them down to pears until you can have something tastier.