ME? Moving? Ha! Ha!

It’s been a long time since I have shared. For that I must apologize. But you know how life is; just when you think you have a handle on life, you are tested.

Since 2015, I have moved on in ways that I never imagined.

 

RAIN

Miss Molly and Me

wpid-wp-1399694434524.jpgI never knew I needed her until I met her.
The first time I saw her, she was sitting in a chair next to my mom in her hospital room.
I never imagined that 18 years later my mom would be gone, and Miss Molly and I would become friends.
It’s nice having someone who was with my mom during her last days.
It’s nice having someone to share my grief with.
When I am down and need to vent, she listens to me.
It’s nice having someone by my side, while I am moving on.

Thank you, Mom

Twenty-five years ago, my mother gave birth to a strange, wrinkly creature. And it turned out okay. Pretty cool, huh?

Okay. Maybe it wasn’t twenty-five years. But let’s pretend it was.

I share this to say, life can be crazy. Life can even be sad. Life is often hard.

And sometimes, life is okay.

Thanks, Mom!

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CHEERS! BON JOUR! AND WHAT’S UP PEOPLES?

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“So what brings you to London,” said a local shopkeeper.

“I have always wanted to come, so I did.”

How cool is that? If only my mom were alive. I imagine she is up there saying, “That’s my Melissa baby.”

There is so much to see, to learn, and to explore. And my running tale was that I wanted to sneak in to have tea with the Queen. She seems like such a nice older woman.

Remember the couple who crashed the party at the White House? Well, that was going to be me at the Palace. I didn’t have it in me. Maybe next time.

If it worked out, I would have shared my experiences from an English jail. LOL. They would have understood, right? I am an American. I am curious about how they live. I also have a few questions for the Queen.

And since I am back in the states, I can say anything that I want. J

Naw, I’ll leave it alone.

Seriously, though, London was a cool place. Many parts reminded me of the Big Apple. The main difference was the architecture. Interesting buildings. And I loved the double decker buses. Melissa is on the move.

Yep. That’s me. I am the one moving on. That means that as life darkens, I keep pointing my little flashlight along the path. I am determined to see, and so I shall.

One Saturday, as I drove to Costco to get a prescription and some bananas, something came to me. I was smiling. I was hopeful. I was looking forward to the future.

It was a weird feeling. I almost felt as if I should have called my doctor. I realized that I was happy.

It was 16° F. I was exhausted. My right & left shoulder, right hand, left ankle, back, sinuses, head, left leg, and upper tooth were aching profusely. I missed my son. But I was happy—for the moment.

Moments of depression always come and go. A few things were beginning to look up.

I was scared. I was alone. I was lonely. But I was happy.

A part of my happiness could have been my planned trip. What do you think?

 

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For those of you who read the February Movers And Shakers, I guess I owe you an explanation. I promised to explain more about my ride—the ride of my life.

A man on the Eiffel Tower noticed that I was afraid of heights. Though the view was more than breathtaking, my knees shook as I tried to get closer to the edge. Even today—weeks later—I still feel as if it were all a dream. Life has truly taken its shots at me in the past few years. It makes you lose hope.

The man who spoke to me seemed friendly. He told me that he was from Wales—another place that I must see someday. After chatting for a bit and taking in a few sights, he told me that he was having lunch and then going for a boat tour. I walked around the tower, found a shop, bought a couple of things, found the loo and ran into him again. He was looking for the first floor. I tried to help. It wasn’t as simple as it would seem.

Long story short, we had lunch in the Eiffel Tower restaurant, went on a boat tour together, took a walk for a bit, and had a beer and wine in a small café. We talked about me going shopping for a while. We talked about me catching my train. There was a bit of confusion with the London/Paris time difference; I wasn’t sure if my ticket was in London time or Paris time.

Before long, it was time that I got a taxi to the tube station. He hailed me a taxi, and got in with me. As we rode and embraced each other, he continued nudging the driver to go faster. When we arrived at the station, he tried getting directions to the Eurostar gate. Someone mentioned a lift. We looked around and saw no lift. Frantically searching, I tried not to scream while he stayed composed.

Who knows what the future holds for me and my friend. What I do know is that my recent experiences have taught me that we should never close our hearts. In recent years, I have been somewhat pessimistic when it came to relationships.

Guess what everyone? The cliché is possible. Love at first sight is possible. Do you know how I know? Well……………….

It has happened to me.

Yep, I’m moving on. In what direction, I’m not sure. I will get back to you on that one.

NELSON MANDELA, December 5, 2013

WE LOVE YOU

WE LOVE YOU

By Melissa Flynn

Justice, Peace and Love. That is what he was all about.

Nelson Mandela. A man I never met, but I am feeling the loss. All I can hope for is that he knows what his sacrifices meant to me.

And though I have vowed to help others, in any way that I can, my heart feels as if it needs to do more.

Tell me what to do. Tell me if I am falling short. Tell me what I am supposed to tell my neighbors.

The only solace that I can find in his passing is that my mother will have her chance to say hello. I imagine them sitting to talk and have tea. I imagine my mom putting gel from her aloe plant on his scrapes and bruises. I imagine her pulling out her pictures and telling him about her kids.

I imagine them becoming friends!

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So here I share some of Mandela’s quotes. They are words that spoke to me. And so I share them with you. Read and share with your friends and loved ones.

And remember that we are all people, and should work together.

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“It always seems impossible until it’s done.” – Nelson Mandela

“Do not judge me by my successes, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again.” – Nelson Mandela

Our children are our greatest treasure. They are our future. Those who abuse them tear at the fabric of our society and weaken our nation. – National Men`s March, 1997

“What counts in life is not the mere fact that we have lived. It is what difference we have made to the lives of others that will determine the significance of the life we lead.” – 90th birthday celebration of Walter Sisulu, Walter Sisulu Hall, Johannesburg, 18 May 2002

“For to be free is not merely to cast off one’s chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.” – Long Walk to Freedom

The time is always right to do right. – Nelson Mandela, “The 100 Best Things Ever Said by Men” in South Africa’s Men’s Health magazine, February 2002

“I am fundamentally an optimist. Whether that comes from nature or nurture, I cannot say. Part of being optimistic is keeping one’s head pointed toward the sun, one’s feet moving forward. There were many dark moments when my faith in humanity was sorely tested, but I would not and could not give myself up to despair. That way lays defeat and death.”

When I walked out of prison, that was my mission, to liberate the oppressed and the oppressor both.

I am not a saint, unless you think of a saint as a sinner who keeps on trying.
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A few of my favorites.

So what are you thinking?

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?

By Melissa Flynn

children are for teaching and watching them grow

In the midst of everything going on, people seem to feel it necessary to carry on their craziness.

A Danbury, CT professor was arrested in New York. He traveled to a 15-year-old’s house to have sex with her. Let’s forget for a minute that he obviously thought he would get away with it. But let’s look at the fact that he must have deemed it morally and legally okay to do.

Well I am here to tell him that it is not okay. I do not know what is wrong in his little brain. But there is obviously something wrong.

And if I am offending some people, I really don’t care. Why can’t people see that committing such crimes hurts us all? It stunts our future.

LEAVE OUR CHILDREN ALONE!

IT’S THAT TIME AGAIN

By Melissa Flynn


It is 2013, which just happens to be municipal elections year.

Is your town/city running elections next week?

Are you registered to vote? Do you know who is running?

Have you researched their views and background? Do you normally vote?

Oddly enough, local elections always get a lower turnout than the gubernatorial or Presidential elections. Look folks. These elections affect you more. They help to determine your town taxes, school budgets and many other local issues related to your family’s daily life.

So get out on November 5th and cast your vote. And for those who cannot get out, call your local Registrar of Voters office and inquire how to make your vote count.

I do not care what party you support. I am just a strong believer in exercising rights.

I recently heard someone say that communities work better when we work together. I can’t remember who said it, but I could not have said it better.

See you all soon.