Hello Again

 

 

 

        Exciting news in the Wilkinson Household. My mother has been released from hospice care and is living with Don and I. I have a new laptop. Don has a job in Vacaville and is home every night. We are blessed, so very blessed I have learned so much this past year. I am standing amazed. 

 

       I must admit I was terrified to be the primary care giver for my mother again. That change was sudden and unexpected by me. I have risen to the occasion though. I have learned that forgiveness is  beneficial to the forgiver and not so much for the forgiven. My mother and I have a lot of issues she has forgotten all of those now. I am have not forgotten, but I have forgiven, and in the wake of forgiveness I found peace.

 

       Don is home permanently. He accepted a new position driving for a cryogenics company. He is home every night. The pay is well and our goals are in reach. I am so proud of him. He has adjusted well to home life and being part of a family full time.

 

      We are all adjusting to our new lifestyle. Living on the truck with Don for a year gave me time to reach a perspective of clarity. I understand now my purpose, our goals, and who I am. If you follow this blog regularly you will see a change in my perspective and how I define myself. My intention is to be committed to you my readers and write on a regular basis. Stay tuned here we go on a new adventure.

 

Love,

 

Teresa

Almost Christmas, Almost a New Year

"Here I am the end of 2012."

It seems unreal and to real for 2012 to be over. I know my writing life and my blogging took the road untraveled this year. I am optimistic that 2013 will find life art friendly.

2012 I began homeless, living with my good friend Collette Ellsworth. I put my mind to work though and I found employment.. Shortly there after I found a place to live. When October arrived this year, my husband Don excepted a job in Vacaville and we are living together in a home.

My mother has been removed from Hospice care and is living with me full time again. So I am once again a full time elder care giver and homemaker. Wow what a big circle I traveled.

I have decided to quit fighting the path that keeps appearing before me. I am meant to be   a mommy and caregiver. I am meant to be a wife.

Good Morning from Vacaville

Good Mornin Friends!

I heard recently that I have been missed. My absence from the blogging world though will soon end. Sunday the internet will be set up in my home. I have so much to share. Writing though from a tablet is difficult, not impossible.

Thank you to everyone for the kind inquiries. The best news is I and my children are no longer homeless. Pictures to post soon. So watch for Mondays post!

Teresa Wilkinson The Storyteller: Working for a Living and No Time to Write!

Teresa Wilkinson The Storyteller: Working for a Living and No Time to Write!

Working for a Living and No Time to Write!

That is the definition of my time and my life at the moment. Taking time to write after working all day has been a bit frustrating. I miss my friends and writing, I miss my husband and my free time to create. My creative side is longing to get to the white background of Microsoft word and let my mind and words carry me away into the oblivion of an erotic romance or life altering dilemma of my imaginary characters.  Real life has taken precedence over my imaginary life.

I am happy though. This happiness and contentment that I am experiencing seems to be lasting longer and maybe a bit more grounded than any happiness I have experienced in a long time. It is different from the momentary exhilaration of endorphins I experience from a good review of, “The Phillamanteca; The Story of Jane”. This happiness is deeper and fulfilling.

This experience is rich with emotion and my goals are becoming focused. It is my thinking that once my routine is completely modified and my lifestyle tames to a norm, my writing will fall into place and I will be a better writer.

New experiences give us tools to draw on and emotions to use and translate into written words for our readers to experience or identify.  I look forward to relating this experience into my novels. Work on the next book will continue shortly and my creative juices will flow once again. In the mean time, I hope this little post regarding my welfare and life lets my readers know I am alive and well. Please watch for posts of new stories of blog entries as I learn how to balance my new life.

Safety

I forget Vallejo is a city. I was raised in the country. I am used to waking up before dawn and walking, exercising, or working in the hours before dawn. This is a normal activity for me. I know some of you are laughing and thinking ‘Not Normal’, but it was the lifestyle of my grandmother and that lifestyle has dominated my life.

This morning I set my alarm for 5 AM thinking that Stormy and I could be out of the house on our walk to the dog park by 6 AM. Guess what it is still extremely dark outside. The first rays of morning light have not begun to show. I was in the back yard being quiet and watching the city lights below and I realized that danger was lurking within those lights.

I am not on a farm. I am sad to say there are folks out there that will do Stormy and I harm. I am or we would be a victim of opportunity walking in the dark to play in the early morning darkness. This realization is not negative thinking but a realization that I must be safe with my being and Stormy. It is my responsibility to keep us both safe and not enter into a situation that could be harmful.

Now I sit here, Stormy is trying to be patient. She is curled up beside me occasionally heaving heavy sighs of boredom. My faithful dog does not understand the delay. So here we sit all broken hearted waiting for first light. 

Learning Joy from Stormy’s Spirit

What is it? Stormys’ spirit could be defined as Energy, Vitality, Puppyhood. I know personally that Stormys’ spirit has created happiness, love, and warmth in my spirit. She is my unconditional love bug.

I have unconditional love all around me in human form my husband and children give me that love as do my friends, but the unconditional love of Stormy is different. Stormy is always happy, grateful, and ready to play, excited to see me and never lets a bad day affect her emotions. Oh to be a dog!

Is the reflection of the flash the result of her electric spirit?

Wouldn't it be grand to live a life that is continually happy and satisfying no matter the situation? I think it would be marvelous, but I am a human so how do I learn from Stormy her secret to happiness? She doesn’t worry about tomorrow or retirement. She doesn’t worry that the bills won’t be paid or that recession is getting better or worse. She doesn’t worry about children and their life choices she doesn’t worry about me or my life choices. She just lets things be. She trusts things will be good and life will go on.

I practice to be like Stormy. I strive to ride out life being happy grabbing the joy in every moment instead of the worry. I use Stormys’ influence to better my own spirit and work for that inner peace she shares with me. I am learning a lot from my dog. I am learning to let things be and release what is not in my control. That said I am also learning to stop trying to control everything around me.