After a Mixed up 2016-Hopeful

via Daily Prompt: Hopeful

Wow- What a ride!

As I sit here thinking back over this past trip around the sun, one word sums it up- Wow!  This was certainly an interesting year.

It started off with the finalization of my divorce in January, which anyone who has been there can understand was a very bittersweet milestone.  If you haven’t been there- Thank God!  I won’t delve into all that. One great side benefit of the divorce was being able to spend time hanging out with my kids and my family, knowing that my time with them is now a legal right.  One negative of the divorce was a very tight year financially.  I guess I better get used to that.  In the words of an old country song- “She got the gold mine, I got the shaft”.  Well, not that bad, but definitely a new financial reality.

As the world mourned the passing of one famous person after another this year, I have to ask myself if anyone of their lives mean any more than any other human life.  I know they all had an influence on our world, not always for the good in my opinion.  But to be utterly pragmatic about it, does the death of a musical legend (for example) whom we really haven’t heard anything new from in a long time, really affect us?

Having said that, Man I love old music!  Largely from people who are no longer with us.  This year I really reconnected with my love for old country music.  Watched “The Highwaymen” live from Nassau Colliseum a couple times on PBS.  Sat on my couch and listened to the classic country channel on my cable and memories flooded back of old stuff I used to hear as a kid.  Ok, Ok, that cost me a lot of money on iTunes, but man, I love this old music.

Also had a chance to listen to some fantastic, young, country acts as well.  The passing of the old guard doesn’t mean the end of music.  Saw a guy named Shane Chisholm play a 15 minute tribute to the Man in Black- on a stand up Bass he had built himself.  Out of gas tank from a minivan!!

Moving on from music, I watched my eldest daughter move more firmly into the teen years.  Fourteen already!  Man, I must be getting old.  And the youngest turned eight.  What an awesome blessing it is to have three beautiful daughters who are so sweet, and to get to enjoy time with them.  I am blessed!

I am truly grateful to live in a country with such good health care.  I watched my dad go through a health scare when we all thought he’d had a heart attack.  Doesn’t appear that that’s what it was, we are still waiting for answers, but I’m hopeful it’s all OK.  I watched a good friend, a shining light to all around her, go through surgeries, chemo, and more surgery.  To watch her attitude through it all was awesome.  Thank you Glenna!

On a less important note, it was another good year at work, though it ends with me pondering a potential career change at some point in the future and having been approached about a couple different opportunities.  And I know I need a job, and enjoy mine, but this is really not the most important part of my life.

And now, as we all prepare to enter a new year- 2017!  Already?!?!  I’m Hopeful…  I’m hopeful that all goes as well this year as it did last year- maybe even better!

I pray for each of you that you will be richly blessed with Health, Happiness, and all you need to live a life that blesses others.

God Bless!

Duey

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Bridging to the Future

Needing a Bridge
Bridge

First a confession. I’ve been selfishly bitter lately. I hid it with intentions of public protection, but really I was wallowing in bitterness to my molester.

The story all started a few weeks ago when I was told that the guy who molested me- who is listed on the Canadian sex offender registry and living under release conditions that prohibit his contact with minors- is now a Counselor. Yes, you read that right. But the info wasn’t quite right- he wasn’t a counselor yet, he was doing a practicum as part of his Masters in Counseling studies. The clinic he was doing the practicum at did a heck of a sales job bragging up how great a guy the rapist is. They bragged about his successful career as a teacher (which he lost due to his crimes), his successful career as a teacher(which he started when he lost his teaching job, and lost when he was convicted and sentenced), and on and on.

For any who’ve read some of my previous posts (like this) this won’t come as a major surprise. I flipped!! I called my brother who’s been with me in this from the start, and over the next few days we called everyone we could think of:
– the police who after a lot of checking said “wish we could stop this cause it’s sick, but he’s not breaking any laws.”
– the counseling clinic who’s owner said “he’s a good guy who served his time, he deserves a second chance, and just wants to help people”
– the university he’s studying at, talked to the dean of the counseling program, who consulted with their lawyer, who then wrote a carefully worded letter saying that they only care about academic performance.

To us, he’s just carrying on his trend of looking for vocations which will put him in one-on-one situations with vulnerable people.

Now that I’ve got that off my chest, I NEED TO LET IT GO!! I can’t let the bitterness over what happened yesterday ruin my today. And so, as I turn these words over to cyberspace, I turn vengeance over to God. I can’t do anything (legally) about him. And I can’t dwell on it anymore. So now, as I BRIDGE to tomorrow, I need to set boundaries, so that when anyone wants to talk about “him who will no longer be talked about”, I can change the subject of conversation.

So help me God!

Duane