This past week has been an eye opener for me. Let me try to explain it in a photographer’s point of view. See, it’s like looking through the camera and someone is trying to tell you where to point the camera to. You see what they want to show you, but you can’t see the specifics they are telling you to focus on. You try and try to focus and point at what you think is what they want you to see, but it seems nearly impossible. With a little help, they adjust the camera and gently glide your hand on your camera to where you are supposed to be pointing at and viola! A little adjustment here and there with the angles and suddenly it all becomes clear. You take your eyes off from the camera and look at the same thing and wonder, wow. As a result, now it’s so much easier to spot these things I had been so confused about. Sure makes my life a million times easier. Apparently, using the wrong filter lens was my problem. Using none of them, ends up making what I need to focus on much clearer. My metaphor has nothing to do with love, career, location, friends, my photography etc. It has to do with seeing others or things as a reflection of myself. If that makes any sense.
Mom continues to do ok. She’s feeling a bit better each day. The other day, books came flying off the shelf in her kitchen. I had never witnessed anything like that before and think her house is haunted. I had to make a quick drive by the other day because her electric scooter charger was lost and she wanted me to drive down to find it. I found it within 15 minutes and she was so relieved. Making sure her coffee is fresh for the next day, filling her cup with ice and water and anything else she might need before I leave is something I always do for her. I call her everyday to ask about her day and what else is new with her.
National News: The past week brought horrible tornadoes to Oklahoma. It’s been so heart breaking to see how many people have lost their homes and lives. You wonder why things like this happen. A building collapsed in Philly killing several people. The man behind the collapse was high on drugs. Unbelievable. All these people were doing were supporting the Salvation Army store by being customers and they ended up paying for their lives as a result. A little girl is waiting for a lung transplant. People with Verizon accounts such as emails and telephone are being spied on. I have Verizon for internet and my landline, but I hardly use my landline anyways. I’m about to change my Verizon because I don’t like it. A Swedish Princess got married to an American banker and I really like her dress too.
Song of the week: I fell in love with this song by Patty Cline called “You Belong To Me”. I saw it in a movie I reviewed called “The Deep Blue Sea”, which has quickly become a movie favorite of mine mostly because of the depth of the storyline. I can’t stop thinking about the movie and song. It is haunting my mind and I don’t mind at all. This song reminds me of how my mom is convincing me to go to Brazil next year to a town in the West Coast with a group of people (as a translator). I grew up in the Northern Eastern part of Brazil in the city of Belem. This town I might go to next year is in the opposite direction and much cooler in weather; I hope. I’m still thinking about going. I want to go, but at the same time I can’t guarantee my mom will be doing fine. Back to the song, since I love airplanes, I know exactly what kind of “silver plane” she is singing about in the song. To “see the jungle when it’s wet with rain” is something I have grown up seeing as a child. I can still smell the jungle air and feel the humidity surround me. This song just means a lot to me because it makes me a bit homesick. In a good way, of course.
It also reminds me that I am long overdue for a slow dance.