Life Reflections

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I hope the day is finding you well. It has been a little bit since I have updated because I really have not had the time. I have been pulling 10 and 12 hour days at work the past couple of weeks while completing my captstone assignment which I got a B on. As of right now my GPA is a 3.53 and this makes me really happy. It’s like now tat I am finished, there is so much I want to do and not enough hours in the day to do it all. Last night I was very tired so I was in bed by 10:30. It is back to work for me tomorrow and I wonder what sort of interesting messes I am going to walk into. The other day was not bad at all, I did not have any gross rooms. Now, a couple days prior I had a really bad room. I walked in greeted by a musty odor I could not identify, followed by rotting pizzza on the dresser and trash all over the place. Whoever it was in that room were petitioners of. some sort as there were petition forms and clip boards all over. So, needless to say I had prepared all day for facing that mess. Suprisingly, the bathtub was not too bad, now the oiled on the other hand was gross because someone used it and did not flush sooo..you can just imagine that odor that popped up to say hello. This room almost matched up with a room I had to clean last year. A family with adult children were staying and I had to clean this room twice, the next day, it was just as trashed as the previous after working so hard to clean it this was dissapointing, but not suprising. Anyway, A co-worker and I started to clean the room and she found drug needles in the tissue box and I found crushed up pills everywhere among the disgust of that room. There was moldy food in the fridge, food in drawers, trash strewn about. So, knowing how I am I decided to take my phone out and get pictures, and video of the before an after. A day or two later, we found out that the people that were renting that room were wanted by the sheriffs office. Those people were a neusance. I guess the night before they were knocking on other guests doors asking for money. They even tried to steal the hotel furtniture, and break into the pop machine! The hotel had to lock them out of their room for lack of payment. Needless to say, it took me an hour to clean that room it was that bad. I really enjoy documenting and rioting about my experiences I face at work that is for sure. Now that I have more time I want to write about and share them experiences more. I have not walked in to find a dead perso yet though thank goodness.

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It has defiantly been very eventful the past couple of days. I had to take my daughter to the ER the last week for a double ear infection, then I found out our accpaniest in our choir passed away of heat stroke. Yesterday was her funeral and the day before was her visitation at the funeral home. On June 4th, I spend the day with my good friend Cindy and we went to a few stores in Sandusky Ohio, one which is my favorite Pato’s closet and I got a few tops, we also went to Once Upon A Child which is a gently used children’s thrift store. I got a few outfits for Cadance there. Shopping seems to help my anxiety a little bit as it has been full blown the past few days. This usually happens when I know I have attend a funeral. When we arrived at the funeral home to pay respects man soon as I walked into the door I was trembling inside. It took me a minute to walk in the room where Jane’s body was laid out at. I finally got up the courage to enter the room and talk myself into going up to the casket. Before this I almost took off running out of there. Once I finally mustered up the courage to walk to the casket I was somewhat ok. There were pictures and flowers all around and Jane was a beautiful child. She was 71 years old and very active and loved touching lives with music. Then the next day was the funeral and I saw members of the choir as well as Michael and Pam. It was awesome to see them again as well as other members of the choir. The choir sang “Come To The Water” and it just did not sound the same as when Jane played it for us. Michael sang a beautiful rendition of The Lord’s Prayer. So great memories were shared and then the procession started to the grave site which was a little ery as the graveyard is right by Jane’s house and we drove right by it. It was strange seeing her car in the driveway. We had a luncheon thing at the First Presbityrian Church and there was a ton of food and delicious as well. After that was finished, I walked home and then took a nap for a bit and woke up and went tanning which is very relaxing and I just reflected upon the past two days in my mind. I was also wondering I would still have a job when I returned to work the next day, which is currently today and I did. It was just me, Angela, Jodie, and Shareffa working today. I was cleaning one of my rooms and found a brand new Harley Davidson key for someone left behind, this is nothing compared to the one room I had during bike week that had guns everywhere. One which was an AR-15 but at least they were not loaded, that was a great conversation piece though. The person was a stay over and there where pistols on the one table, and banana clips on the TV stand with bullets in them for the AR-15 I assumed. It was interesting as I have never seen a gun that large up close before. I am also now finished with my Bachleor’s degree and now I am just catching up on final assignments. Man it feels so good to be done with my Bachleors degree and with school. I want to start focusing on my personal life as well as my documentary I am writing on being a hotel housekeeper. In this documentary I will be talking about some of my experiences as well as things seen no one normally sees, for example when I saw all the guns in that one room. I can also get back into my blogging again as tat was on hold for quite a while because I wanted to focus on finishing school. So this is what has been going on in my life currently.

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It has been a little over a week or so now probably updated. The good thing is work has starting picking back up a little. We also had an interview last week from our community newspaper about how my family was doing seven months following the parade accident. For those whom may not know, my fiance, myself, and our two-year old daughter, (then 18 mo the time of accident.) were involved in a Fourth of July parade accident and I almost lost both of them. Every year our town gets together for the annual Fourth of July Parade. This year, what turned out to be a great day, turned out to be one that will continue to haunt us the rest of our lives. Anyway, we decided to walk in the parade with our Church and I started moving towards the sidewalk when all of a sudden, I heard a voice behind me yell "LOOK OUT!" and noise of glass breaking, people yelling, and chaos. I remember dust and glass sweeping my legs. Well turns out, a classic tow truck that was in the parade lost break control, hitting my fiance, and forcing our daughter out of his arms rolling on the ground. People ran to pick her up, and I saw blood in her mouth so I freaked out. Then, I looked around, and there was my fiance being lying on the ground before he was helped up over to the curb. He was injured, the truck had hit him. Thank goodness my daughter was not harmed, she had bit her tongue. A nurse took us to the hospital for a evaluation, and an ambulance took Duane to Toledo Hospital. It turned out he had some fractured ribs, and his knee was messed up really bad. When I got home and settled with Cadance, it turned out the crash had gone viral on Social Media. There were people I did not even know telling me that media and news was trying to get ahold of me. Well, Duane came home that same day in a lot of pain but going to be ok. So three days in a row there were interviews about the accident from three different news outlets. It made news all over Ohio. After the dust settled, Duane told us that the trucks one tire was like inches away from smashing Cadance's head, if that would have happened she would have been killed before his very eyes. This is what he is struggling with to this day. He keeps thinking about the "What If's" some days are worse then others such as yesterday. Duane had breakdowns a lot and he was having nightmares the previous night. Well A lot of people in the community offered help, said the collected donations and such and we never saw any help, or donations. Well our fried from the Fremont Community News page got ahold of us for an update and he saw how bad are are struggling. The accident left Duane out of work for about two months. He also had a recent hand injury and is back out of work until the 15th of March. So, a very good community member and friend, wrote up a story about us, and before we knew it someone reopened our go fund me page, and like 10 people donated food, baby diapers, wipes, the meat place even gave us twenty pounds of hamburger meat. Someone as far away as Seattle Washington sent us 50 bucks. We are ever so grateful and plan on giving back to the community. Anyway that is what has been going on, we have been overwhelmed by generosity. Once we get back on our feet, we plan on giving back to the community that is for sure. Well, with all the memories being brought back up, also brought back up nightmares as well unfortunately. These days, I do not take to well to sudden loud impact noises. Certain noises trigger the incident. That day on July fourth after that incident out of no where I just started smoking cigarettes and still do seven months later. We are continuing with our lives and are glad to be safe, but sometimes with me a random thought will pop in my head. I will picture my life without them and I have to bring myself back to reality. I have to think that my family is here and safe. With time comes healing, you do not recover over-night. memories will fade, but never really be gone. For the longest time I been wanting to write about this accident, but I just could not bring myself to do it for being afraid of rehashing the bad. Like I said though, sudden noises will trigger flashbacks once in a while. So needless to say, fourth of July will never be the same again. Something we all once loved in our family, is now something that is feared because of a bad memory associated with it. So, it will be a very long time, if ever, we will go to a parade again.

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I hope the day has treated you all well. I got another day of work in but it sucks because I found out that this coming paycheck will only be for a day. I guess something is better than nothing. I try not to complain about work because there is always someone out there who is in a far worse off situation then ourselves. My boss told me that it should start picking up again here in March. It was quiet, and erie in the hotel today that is for sure, and it did not help matters much that it was gloomy, and dark with it being a rainy day. I had ten rooms today, four were stay overs. At least the rooms were not too messy though. I always go into work thinking "hmm what mess is going to greet me today?" So I always try to prepare myself for walking into a horrific mess, which I have before. In the hotel world, messes are no stranger to me anymore. When I am working I have to have a radio on, or a tv on because sometimes it is too quiet in turn, makes it more erie. Anyway, I am trying to figure out what story I want to work on for my final journalism class assignment because it is a huge one. Part of me wants to do my story on the shootings that occurred in Fl yesterday, but I just have this feeling everyone in my class is going to choose that story because it is a hot button, most recent goings on in the news right now. Tomorrow I will probably use most of my day for getting that project under way. I am so bad at waiting until the last minute to get assignments done. For now, it is going to be off to bed with me so I can rest for tomorrow.

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So for the past couple weeks I have been contemplating on starting a wordpress blog. Being that I am about to receive my cert in journalism. I want to keep up on my writing skills and what a better way then through blogging. There are so many ideas floating around in my head and I am having a hard time as to picking out a name. Now I am learning all about blogging in my Journalism class, as well as, establishing and keeping an audience. I guess my fear is, if I start a blog it will go stale like others I have had in the past. I have not been on my weebly booknook blog in forever, I would be surprised if it was still even up. I have the passion to want to start a blog, but I am trying to keep motivated and keep up on my posts. Time goes fast in my world and you can only fit so much in a day. I am doing better with time management and now that I am almost finished with school, that should free up more time to focus more on what I want to do. Part of me wants to do a blog just surrounded by journalism and writing, and another part of me wants to do a blog about being a new mom and blindness. Other thoughts and ideas come into my head that I want to incooperate like fashion, lifestyle, etc. I think in terms of journalism, I am going to just have a facebook group page for aspiring journalists, and surround my wordpress blog around parenting lifestyle since that is my strong focal point at the moment. Parenting tips, and facts, and other musings never get dull specially now that my two year old is learning something new everyday. Its funny because now when she comes across something gross, she will be like "Ewwwww." If there is a type of food she does not like she will be like "eewwwww mama." Yesterday I did my first actual real interview, someone actually came to me and wanted me to interview them and I thought this was cool. He is a blind musician in Mississippi and very interesting so I want to go and edit and create an article based off of that interview. I have to find time for all of this in between school, and parenting since work has been few and far between. I have gotten called off like five days in a row already. Well I am going to go for now and find some other writers here with some same interests.