Nevada Strong and other thoughts

In lieu of the tragic event in Las Vegas it has me thinking about little things once more again in life. The little moments too are important. Walking Mia in the morning in the brisk fall air, to a nice cup of coffee or buying that dress I know I shouldn't have, but want.

The dress I tried on in SLO I had it ordered to my apartment from the Change of Dress consignment store. I may have mentioned it before (must have slipped my memory), but I keep thinking of trying to have positive thoughts.

 I attended school at UNR and have many friends from Vegas. I was in Vegas in 2016
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Dec for some shows, just eerie, how I even wanted to go to a music festival this year... almost went to that one, but had no money to spare and didn't get time off.
I keep lying awake at night thinking how could someone do such a thing. When work is slow, my mind drifts to looking at the news and social media, the two worst places to stop in for a break or to kill time. I came into my coworkers cube yesterday bursting into tears for what seemed no reason at all, other than to truly feel for my friends who had lost loved ones in the Vegas shooting. It feels so raw and so real even if all of my friends from there are marked safe, I still am in a state of shock.

 What does it mean to go to a concert anywhere or venue like that now? We just cannot let evil win.  So again, my mind comes back to positive thoughts of what I need to be doing with my life, and the things I need to be looking forward to, like maybe a halloween costume, my bf's arrival this weekend. I bought a fall pumpkin at Winco and even candy corn (bad idea lol) to lift my spirits for fall season and to brighten my home, which sometimes feels gloomy with no visitors.

 I am reminded I am still here, which often feels like forgiveness, being saved, and a life I need not waste. My heart, thoughts, and prayers, go (goes) out to all of those families of those victims from the mass shooting and to those working to survive, or care for those injured or harmed mentally etc in this wake of a tragic event.
My home was a place I came to resent and sometimes still do, but this week, and lately I have come to appreciate it's comfort and it's security when I come home from work, tired, spent, and confused. It offers me a place of rest, and Mia offers love while my soul feels troubled for those over there and around the world, especially Puerto Rico.

I read the phrases #Nevada Strong or pray for Vegas and at first I was upset by them, because why are we not attacking congress, but then I realized, no it is a reminder for us to be united. UNR wolfpack forever, Nevada Strong. We are essentially a pack if we can remind ourselves of that, we will be stronger. Truthfully it is not my burden to bear, but God's. As I fold my hands this morning, and continue to work on daily tasks, little things matter, and add up to very big important things. Let's not miss them, live, laugh, love, share it and spread it around; I am certain someone around needs to hear it or have it with them.

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