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It’s not likely I will ever win the lottery. You have to play to win and I rarely play the lottery. I sometimes buy a ticket if there’s really big numbers to win.
If I were to win the lottery I suppose it would change my life. First, I would be certain to make sure my family was taken care of. That means my kids and other close family members. I would pay off my house and maybe buy a newer house. Although I love my home I live in now, I will someday need a one story home, with a garage.
After those things were accomplished, I would donate a lot to foster children. I hear stories of mistreated and abused foster children and my heart goes out to them. I am not sure how or what I would do to help them. Perhaps start a foundation for foster children.
In terms of changing my life, I would also do some traveling to places that I dream of going to. I would visit Ireland and Scotland and Hawaii. I would also do some traveling in the western states of America. I often times joke that if I should ever win the lottery, I would buy a limousine and hire some handsome young man to drive me all over the USA.
While my odds of winning any large amounts of money are slim, it’s still fun to dream.
I would start a new team named Jungle Sports. A money would be the team mascot and the team colors would be jungle colors of greens and browns. A monkey would be the team mascot.
You need to be competitive in tree climbing, rope climbing, and swinging from ropes to join the Jungle Sports team. Coconut throwing would also be included. Eating a lot of bananas would be helpful.
If anyone thinks they could be interested, well it’s up to them to get this sports team started.
Daily writing prompt
If you started a sports team, what would the colors and mascot be?
The perfect place for my personal reading and writing space would start with a small cottage looking out over a beach. I would be sitting on a small porch in the mornings sipping a cup of tea while watching the sun rise over the water. That is always a beautiful sight. The evenings I would sit on that same porch with a glass of wine in hand watching the amazing sunset.
At times I would be sitting on that small porch in a comfortable chair reading a good book or eating meals watching and listening to the ocean. Afternoons would be time for a long relaxing walk on the beach.
View of the Seal Rocks at the north end of Ocean Beach, San Francisco, California.
It would be a small cottage just big enough for one person. But there would be modern appliances and good air conditioning. Small and easy to clean. I don’t want to waste my time doing a lot of cleaning.
My ideal writing spot would be by a window with good lighting and an ocean view. It would be furnished with a long desk positioned near that window. The window would be open to allow the ocean breeze to gently blow the lacy curtains. A computer and a comfortable chair for the desk with drawers for paper, and other writing supplies. A plant hanging in the window would be a nice touch. Bookcases or shelves where I can organize my favorite books would cover one wall.
How peaceful and relaxing that small cottage of my dreams would be. How awesome to have a space just for me for writing and reading. Morning tea on the porch and wine at night. Eating meals outside while enjoying the ocean breeze. A girl can dream can’t she?
It was 1987 when I bought a 1983 Chrysler New Yorker 5th Avenue used car. It was in excellent condition and I had just gotten a new job so I was making enough to afford the payments.
It was a beautiful dark blue with soft blue interior. In 1987 it had all the newest electronic features like electric windows and doors. The first time I drove it to work, my supervisor was asking who the nice car belonged to.
A 1983 Chrysler New Yorker Fifth Avenue en.wikipedia; PD
I made sure that car was well taken care of. I refused to let my husband at the time work on it. He thought he was a great mechanic but he often times made problems worse. Instead for the first time, I started paying a real mechanic. I wasn’t going to let him mess up this car. And when my husband and I separated that car went with me. It survived my kids growing up and being hauled everywhere.
I drove that car for over six years, then made the mistake of buying something newer. Many times I wished I still had that 1983 Fifth Avenue car back. I have even been doing some searching for one like it. The memories are great but it’s time to move on and go with the SUV style of today’s popular vehicles with more modern features.
I am a Sandra Brown fan. I have read several of her books and I enjoyed most of them. I think her early books were more romance than her newer books. I didn’t care a lot for those and ended up putting those aside. I may read those at a later date.
Some of Sandra Brown books that I have read include: Unspeakable, The Alibi, French Silk and Mean Streak. The first year I joined my book club, I choose her book “Overkill”. I have been a fan since then. I loved all of those books and I had a hard time putting those books down.
I just finished the Sandra Brown book “The Witness” and I recommend reading it. It’s full of intrigue, danger and love and romance.
At the moment, I have just started her new book “Blood Moon”. This is my book club choice for this year. It sounds very interesting but I have only read the first chapter yet. It will probably be another page turner. I am sure I won’t be disappointed and will be unable to put it down.
I never knew my actual grandparents. I saw my grandmother on my mother’s side a few times but never really knew her. It’s sad that I never really had grandparents in my life.
I made Madeline my adopted grandmother when I went to work for her as her caregiver. We sat and talked for hours when I had everything that was needed done. She told me some wonderful stories of her life. Madeline had grown up during the depression era and World War II. She had been a teacher and she told me about her college adventures and romances. She shared with me stories of the other man she almost married. Madeline lived away at college and came home on weekends by train. Madeline had a talent for music and she became a music teacher. Although her family couldn’t afford for her to go to college her church stepped in with a scholarship.
When Madeline came home as a teacher, one of the first things she did was form a school band. I remember her story of how she had friends, neighbors and other community members searching through attics for instruments for her students. And she managed to construct the first band for that high school.
Madeline married and had two children but continued teaching. But her family always came first and she raised two great children. She was loved by her students who still dropped in to visit with her when her health declined. Madeline was very active in church and community activities. At one of the town’s parades, Madeline was the Grand Marshall of the parade.
Madeline also did a lot of traveling after her retirement. When her sight failed, I would sit and read her the notes she had written about her travels. One evening we got out boxes of valentines from her grade school days. It was amazing to see old valentines with movable arms and legs. They don’t make valentines like that anymore.
I spent many hours with Madeline and I enjoyed every minute. She was a beautiful, unique woman who gave her time and love to so many others. I will never forget some of the lessons I learned from her. I always remember her kindness to everyone. I learned to be more tolerant of people. I offer find myself repeating something she would say. When asked if she liked a new food, she would either say she did like it. Or she would say “I wouldn’t walk around the block for it”.
Madeline died when she was 102. Her last unselfish act was to donate her body to science. She hoped that doctors would find cures for some of the problems that she had suffered.
When I think of a successful person, the first person I think of is the late Charlie Kirk. I was stunned when I heard about his assassination. It happened during one of his events at Utah Valley University on September 10 of this year.
Charlie Kirk was a month away from his thirty second birthday when he was gunned down. Although he was very young he accomplished more in his short life than many of us, including me, will ever achieve.
Some of Charlie’s greatest accomplishments:
Started a non-profit organization named Turning Point USA in 2012 when he was only 18 years old
Was the author of a book “The College Scam”
Was the host of his own radio show
Was the speaker at the Republican National Convention 2020 and 2024
Was a proud follower of Jesus and talked with many young people regarding faith and family
Met with many world leaders
Those are just a few of the reasons I think that Charlie Kirk was an extremely successful person. It was Charlie’s faith that I most admired. His commitment to his faith, family and our country were a joy to hear. He traveled around the USA promoting freedom of speech, Christian values, and conservative values. He chose to debate and listen to other points of view. I have watched many of his videos of him challenging college students. He was always kind and showed so much common sense, which is so rare today.
I think Charlie was so successful in his life due mainly to his unfaltering faith in Christ. He was also very successful in his relationships. He had a beautiful, loving wife and two children.
I saw people mourning this young man all over the USA and countries overseas. You had to know this was a very special man who had touched millions of lives including mine even though I never met him. Charlie has been called to heaven, but now it’s up to us to carry on his faith and values.
Daily writing prompt
When you think of the word “successful,” who’s the first person that comes to mind and why?
I would really like to try doing pottery. Pottery is a form of art to me. I have seen some beautiful works of pottery and would like to give it a try.
I do have a family member who does pottery but I don’t know if she would have the time to teach me. If anyone in my area were to give lessons I would sign up.
I am not sure just what all equipment I would need besides a pottery wheel. I believe I would need something called a kiln, not exactly sure what it does. I assume it’s needed for heating and drying pottery. The equipment sounds like it could be an expensive investment.
Making Pottery
Even though I would enjoy learning a new skill, pottery equipment will probably keep me from trying.
Are you an adult when you become a parent? I have grown children and I still am waiting to feel like an adult. I act like an adult. I pay the bills and take care of the house. I have a job and do everything that is supposed to make a person an adult.
Perhaps I felt like an adult when I went through rough times and had to make difficult decisions. That is probably the closest I ever came to feeling like an adult. I never really gave it much thought.
But I still don’t know the feeling of being an adult. What is that supposed to feel like? Is it supposed to be when we do what we have to do to make hard decisions?
It’s been a tough journey reaching adulthood. I guess I made it but I still can’t describe when it happened.
Daily writing prompt
When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
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