The Things I Like

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As I look over the circus of things I like, I realize that though I enjoy them and they bring me satisfaction, I find myself not doing them as much and in some cases at all. For over two decades I have been caught up in work, work, work. So this prompt helped me pull away and ponder the things I once enjoyed, or get to enjoy on a rare occasion.

But even as I finalize the list I realize that life’s not promised, so I intend to start doing the things I like and stop leaving them for …one day soon.

That said, the things I like are:

  1. People watch
  2. Explore the world
  3. Simple things
  4. Enjoy a good laugh
  5. Acting | Participating in drama presentations
  6. Wearing a smile
  7. See people mentored achieve their best potential
  8. Watch movies
  9. Write, ponder, reflect
  10. Decorate the house
  11. Go shopping
  12. Watch HGTV | Travel channel
  13. Learn new things
  14. Read
  15. Cook
  16. Enjoy the company of my two young adult kids
  17. Dream of Venice | Alaska
  18. People watch in downtown Disney, Washington DC Parks
  19. Watch the waves by the beach
  20. Nature – stare at birds, squirrels, and circus of trees
  21. Christmas Lights
  22. Look out at the horizon from a hill or mountain
  23. Capturing candid photos (new experience)
  24. Finding a new route after getting lost in a new place (yikes!)
  25. Quiet time
  26. Solving a mystery or a problem
  27. New baby hugs
  28. Listening to that Still Small Voice Of Faith

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I Write Because….

I now write with that sense of urgency to get what’s inside of me ….I write because I have learned from the mistakes and mishaps of others.

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I write because…hmmm…I don’t know (smile). I have never really given much thought to it. Maybe it’s because it’s in me and I love doing it! I’m at peace when I write. I write because maybe there’s a Focused sense of urgency. Throughout my life I remember my mom ‘writing‘ her book. Her story. She wrote in hardcover note books, pieces of paper, typewriter. Then years later she died with her story still inside.

I write because my sister too wanted to write her story. Ravished by cancer, she was hardly able to concentrate. A teacher by profession, she wrote in journals, in her phone, computer, anything she could get her hands on. Then as death drew near, she voiced her writings.

But for me as I reflect on this prompt, I now write with that sense of urgency to get what’s inside of me ….what I’m pregnant with… to give birth to the dreams, and thoughts of those who gave something deep inside of them, but wasn’t able to share. I write because I have learned from the mistakes and mishaps of others.

I gave my writing a push-start with my first common entrance exam for placement in high school back when I was only 10 years old. Even now I can remember clearly how much I enjoyed writing that short story; that essay. For me it didn’t seem like an exam. Staring at my past as I journeyed, this passion seemed to have followed me throughout life as a HR expert when I wrote policies. As a health administrator, I did all the writings for the medical practices, rummaging through those ceilings of state and federal business applications for practice management came so easy to me. Later, as I gleaned over my doctoral research, not only did I write my research but I published it my first book on Success Strategies.

With renewed zest, I now write not only for enjoyment but to encourage others that they too can accomplish whatever they want to achieve in life. I envision a world where everyone can be successful, however they define it…., whatever ‘it’ means to them. That my dear readers is why I write.

Thank you WordPress team for refining my skills to my audience. One love!

Cheers!

Career On The Move…Job Relocation

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Moving! It’s one of the most stressful things to do! But moving for desired personal reasons including new job, new spouse (yikes!), education, and more makes the end result more gratifying! We get that Adrenalin rush because it’s something we desire. Packing those boxes, suitcases, and rummaging our belongings into trucks to go away , to Relocate…makes the journey worth the while (well at least through the honeymoon stage). I have done my fair share and have also helped many career transitioners relocate in my HR consulting role.

To make things easier, Tor Constantino shared five things to ask for when relocating for a job. These are:
1. Take a scouting trip.
     Purpose: To see your new home environment of course! Look for permanent housing
    while you’re at it.
2. Ask About Temporary Housing
   This helps offset the burden of security deposits, and helps in finding the best option for a more permanent home without the pressure.
3. Whole house pack and transport
    Some companies provide this but it is cautioned to read the fine prints. Know what it
   entails and by the way, some things are tax deductible. So save receipts for gas and more.
4. Storage of Home Goods.
    Some transportation companies provide storage which can be an advantage until you find your ideal home.
5.Cash Stipend for Miscellaneous Expenses
   And they do come in many forms, from airfares, car rental, family dislocation (some here, some there), and the like.
Moving! Relocation! It’s hard but sometimes it cannot be helped especially when the grass seems greener on the other side. Get organized! No need to be scared, it’s not such a bad thing.
Need help? Let’s Connect!
Cheers!

Private Note to You My Love

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It’s been awhile since I’ve seen you. I miss your touch. I miss your love. I miss you. I long for the way you look at me, with longing of love so sweet. I miss our talks. Our walks. Your stares. Your smile. Oh how I miss you.
And though you’re far away in that unknown land that I’ve never been, I want you to know that my love for you remains strong with the warmth of Expectation that one day soon we’ll be together again. 

My Mom…My Journey

The nerve! How could she? But her question stayed with me for years

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I’ll never forget the sight. Standing in line more than a decade ago with hundreds of graduates awaiting the march into the ceremony, I saw my mom and dad walking in together a little late. She, with a basket of fruits too heavy for her to bear, but far too precious not to. Him, adorned in a bright red jacket as if to say “nobody is going to make me miss this special occasion when my daughter receives her Masters degree!” I must Confess
that I thought to myself…should I acknowledge them or should I shy away from this somewhat humorous sight? I dismissed the very thought and rushed to their side hugging them both. My action was met with admiration, claps, and with sounds of “awww”, as the waiting graduates stirred. Needless to say that this achievement was for both my parents as neither had college degrees. After the ceremony, my mom hugged and congratulated me with the question “when are you going to get the Doctorate?” The nerve! How could she? But her question stayed with me for years, even after the receipt of yet another Masters degree.

Years later, I finally succumbed to fulfilling her dream. She couldn’t do it so I decided to do it for her. A year into the program whilst en route to a mandated summer conference in Orlando, I received a call that she (with whom I spoke an hour earlier), had suffered a massive stroke!

That was the start of a year-long journey to be by her side through thick and thin. Ironically both our journeys were paths of learning. Hers being to learn to talk, to walk, to eat, to do life’s simple things, and to learn the basics of living all over again. Me, to face the reality of the situation that my mother was in, and to learn the skills to adequately provide her care. Along with my two sisters (one ailing with the ravages of cancer …now passed), we brought her to live closer so we could adequately care for her return to ‘normalcy’.

As I reflect on my Dissertation journey, on one occasion I remember receiving an important call from a professor while attending to her needs. I answered the call, got the coaching from the professor then returned to finish her care. This became a routine.

I remember being by her side at the hospital for hours, days, and weeks. She was my morning motivation. I couldn’t start the day without her knowing that I cared. It was the same at nights. I couldn’t end the day without visiting her, without her knowing that I was there for her. At work, the leaders knew that if they wanted my best then I needed an hour to be with my mom which was the fuel for the rest of my day. I happily worked that back during lunch or after hours. This went on for a year but sadly she never recovered. We later discovered that her body was wreaked with cancer unknown to our family. It was too much for her to bear.

After she passed this was my driving force. I had to finish my studies for her. I had to accomplish her dream, something she couldn’t do herself. I had to finish to show my two girls that you can accomplish whatever you set your mind to. I had to finish and leave something tangible behind.  This culminated in my research that tracked the paths of immigrant leaders and their journey to success to achieve the American Dream. I accomplished that feat two years after she passed away.

My mom was someone who wanted and accomplished much, even after she had gone. She remains my motivation. Today I salute her. Today she receives my standing Ovation!

As you reflect, is there anyone that has influenced your life? Do share, we would love to hear!

Cheers!