This morning while taking the bus to work, I had a strange experience. Everything was going along as it usually does, people talking in the background about this and that, the sounds of vehicles passing by, and the automated bus announcer indicating the next stop. Suddenly, I was transported back in time. I was a kid again and standing on our ranch talking to our family dog Dixie. She was standing in front of me with tail wagging and pleased as punch to see me.
Dixie was a German Shorthair that my family had when I was a small child. I do not know why today I thought of her or was brought back to that moment in time for a split second. The billions of thoughts and images that have been captured in my mind are sparking up, and I am reminded of things that have been long forgotten.
What is it that I am to take from these thoughts? I am sure there must be a lesson in here somewhere or someone is trying to desperately get a message to me. My life and the lives of those around me have been in a state of turmoil as of late. There are many questions unanswered and dreams unfulfilled. Is that why these images are surfacing? Is there something in my past that is not being attended to in my present that may have an effect on my future?
My best friend was told by her doctor that she has but six months to live, at best they told her two years. I suppose her telling me this news made me take account of my own life and wonder why I have never done the things I intended to do. So many things I had planned I let fall by the wayside for one reason or another, and when I think on those things today it saddens my heart.
I owe much to my parents who tried their best to teach my siblings and me anything and everything they could. My mother is probably the smartest person I know. She is a wealth of knowledge that I have sometimes taken for granted. For that I am sorry. I will try harder to utilize the tools that she has passed on to me, and listen with sincere interest when she is telling me things. My father has also been very good at teaching me things. I didn't realize how much until I had a heater element go out on the dryer at the house, and I knew how to fix it because I had done it once before with my dad. I know he means well when he tells me things about life, because he has been through it. I just have to remember that he really does have my best interest in mind.
I guess where I am going with this is that life is precious. Sometimes we encounter situations that we do not understand or do not want to accept. The balance and battle of good and bad is constantly waging within and around us. The key is to think happy thoughts, maintain a positive attitude, and rely on one's faith whatever that may be. Thank you one and all for taking the time to read my thoughts for the day! I hope that you each find some source of joy in the day and hold on to that for the next time that you need a smile on your face!
Published by Tonya Gurr
I am a graduate of American River College with a degree in Social Sciences. I have close to 20 years military experience as an administrative specialist, refueler and Jane of all trades. I have traveled th... View profile
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22 Comments
Post a CommentI loved Motely's comment. That is great insight and this is a fantastic work Tonya.
I enjoyed sharing your thoughts for the day! I have had two significant heart "events" in the past four months, so my thoughts have been along similar lines. It's funny how the first thing that rises to our minds is family, and appreciating them while we have them instead of just thinking they'll be there forever. I heard a sermon recently asking what we would do differently if we knew for sure we had, oh, say a week to live. I honestly don't think I would change a thing, except spending more time with loved ones, and so I've been consciously making an effort to do that.
fantastic article - thanks for sharing :)
A good reminder. So sorry about your friend.
Tonya I sending you a hug, and I think that was just what your old pal and dog did,we never stop being touched by love... even when those souls have gone beyond our world....:0)
life is precious, sorry about your friend. I hope you find joy in your day, too.
Thought provoking - nicely done. Thanks
I believe that our memories do hold the key to solving our current problems. I am often transported in time to my past to ponder things, and if I look closely enough, I see how those things relate to my present. I think my Lord communicates with me by showing me things that I have already learned, and experienced when the time is right. Maybe this is what you are experiencing too.
I'm sorry to hear about your loved one. Life is so precious. Thank you for sharing your thoughts with the rest of us.
You turned your mourning into joy!
You are so right. Life is precious and full of things that we may never fully understand.