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February 18, 2014: Spencer Fair (my mother's musings)
Contributed by Mary (Pick) Wagner
Everyone loved the Clay County Fair and our
kids were no exception. This photo helped capture the fond memories of that
afternoon. Mark remembers Rich driving and Kathy taking the picture, and the
fair being fun and thinking it was huge; Matt recalls Rich really liking the silver White tractors with CAT
engines; Kathy bought incense and polished rocks for Sandy who was feeling
special to have an aunt and uncle take them to the fair.
But there’s more to this story. Unknowingly, my mother scared the daylights
out of me when she left a message at the Omaha NE motel where Jim & I were
staying for the weekend, to call her. Much
to their liking, our kids were staying on the Pick grandparent’s farm on Sunday
and in town with the Wagner grandparents on Monday. Always in good hands with never a worry, I
thought to myself “This can’t be good.” Mom, sensing anxiety in my voice,
reassured me nothing was wrong; she only wanted our permission for Richard and
Kathy (my brother and sister) to take “the children” to the Spencer Fair that
afternoon. It was a good day indeed.
In Dr. Seuss' language, my thoughts on the day would go something like this...
"You have a brain in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself any direction you choose. Unless someone truly cares an awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not."
Well, I will just sum it up by saying that today certainly wasn't an ordinary day, but I will accept that. Life is full of changes, good and bad.
Sometimes the toughest part is figuring out if life shake-ups are truly a good or a bad thing. Personally, I have found my biggest life challenges have turned into opportunities. Doors opened to new people and adventures. A new chapter in life.
I am bullish in my view that this will be the case once again.
When the unexpected creeps into the door of normalcy, the best response is not one of self-doubt, anger, or fear. The best response is gaining perspective and self-awareness.
Time flies when you're having fun.
And when you're a little busy.
This morning Garrett asked me when I last wrote a blog.
"It's been a while" was my answer. Upon further review, it's almost been over a month.
I've had no reason for the delay, other than the combination of being busy and knowing the content of which I wanted to write warranted more time and thought than my more typical whimsical stories told. Although I have had an arsenal of stories that I have wanted to write about over the last month, I knew that this one needed to top my list.
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This is a valid question since I have been very open in sharing my work journey over the years through my blog. And I've had a career that has gone from very conventional to unconventional. It's much easier to say "I work for XYZ Company and my job title is Chief Do-Something-Spec…
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"And they lived happily ever after..."
I bought this little sign more than seven years ago. It caught my eye at Target while shopping for milk and kitty litter on a weekday school night. The boys were in varying grades in school and I was single-handedly running my daily household.
Recently divorced, I was also dating a man from Denver. Garrett. Our relationship felt like forever, but the 550 miles between our homes was a stark reminder that our long-distance relationship was more like a fairytale than reality. We were reminded of this frequently by the people who knew us best.
"Guard your heart. Long distance relationships rarely work out."
"You are both good people, so be realistic in where this is going."
But the funny thing about love is that no matter how practical-minded or mature your mindset, your heart guides you to places that are scary to others, but quite comfortable for you…