It was a friends suggestion that started me to record this Journal of sorts, and as I told my friend"when things are going well for me I'm too busy enjoying my life to stop to take time to write". My friends reply and the valid point was that I should be recording my thoughts not only what I'm trying to find a meaning in my life and troubled, but also when things are going well. Recently my friend and I took a day trip to the Monterey aquarium, and it was a wonderful day in spite of my sidetracks on occasion. Turns out you can get misplaced even with GPS. This is fun for me because to go from point a to point B without some occasional exploring the points on the way seems to be restricting and a limitation.
The following is a link to YouTube were my friend compiled some of the many pictures that she took that day. I took a few and will include them in this entry. Thinking I had put fresh batteries in my camera that had been charged from the rechargeable device, I had actually put in nonrechargeable semi dead batteries. My camera would labor under the strain of not enough power and begrudgingly give me a photo when it seemed it was ready, but never when I was.
The Monterey aquarium is truly an educational site filled, good experience. To my few friends who said that I would really enjoy it, you were right and so thankful that you've taken the time to know my likes and dislikes. Then anyone that did not enjoy that aquarium would be an extremely small percentage. We drove back down Highway 1 from Monterey with the intention of oooing and aweing at the scenery that is always there. It was always there, but was veiled in the fog. There was also one small stretch of highway that was under construction. It was just before we arrived at the spot that my friend asked me if I knew about the section of highway that had fallen off into the ocean in years past.
The following day I returned to swimming my laps in the heated pool available to me at the RV park I had been staying in since 1 September. I have frequented this Park in the past and always enjoy being there and reuniting with friends in the area. I feel very much at home in this area. The park also has a very nice hot tub as seen in an earlier post. I had a good day, and have recently commented that I have had quite a succession of good days after regaining my strength and health.
At 645 the day after I boarded the train in San Luis Obispo headed to San Diego to visit my daughter and son-in-law. That particular ride is a little over eight hours, and friends had told me it would be a long trip. It seemed like the trip did not last long enough and I really did enjoy the ride. My visit with my daughter and son-in-law was love, and more love, and although I do not see them often, it is always such a treat for me to spend any time at all them. I had told another friend that just to sit at a table with my daughter and see her smile was worth any amount of time and distance for me.
My daughter took me to the train station for my return in a very good downpour, and at noon I was aboard the train and headed for San Luis. I had upgraded for both rides to the business class and and glad that I did. There was more legroom, and they served snacks . Enjoyed two glasses of red wine and the sunset just south of Santa Barbara where we have stopped to allow the southbound train to pass.
When I arrived in San Luis there was a light rain falling as I walked the two blocks to my truck. When I was inside of my truck it began to rain very hard and I headed to Morro Bay. I knew that I would have the following day to enjoy my friends and surroundings, and then I would be returning to my home in Tucson. I have been busy enjoying my life, and now have the luxury of recording some of the past few days experiences, all of which have been fun, and fortunate.
I had dinner with friends the night before I was to leave, and tried not to think about the possibility of not returning, but that thought did cross my mind. Monday morning I was awake at 330 and as I always do wondering why. I prepaired the inside and the outside of my trailer and by eight o'clock was pulling away for the 700 miles to Tucson. I stopped in Oxnard to visit a good friend who met me at the Shell service station off freeway. He brought me a pound of homemade pork sausage, and more importantly his good friendship, and taking the time to drive out to say hello.
14 hours later I was approximately 60 miles from Tucson when I became too sleepy to continue. I pulled over in a parking lot full of 18 wheelers, got under some of my grandmother's quilts and slept for about four hours. It was about 430, when did arrive in Tucson. I've since seen my son and grandson, and have been getting resettled here. This morning I purchased an annual pass for the heated pool, lap pool provided by the city Parks and Recreation. Reunited with a friend of mine leaving just as I was arriving, and had this large pool to myself for about 30 min. The water felt good and I enjoyed my swim
It is my hope within the coming month to complete my book titled White Blooms. Today I have spent some time editing what I've already written and look forward to if not completing getting as close as I can for the time but I am allotting myself barring anything that would prevent me from accomplishing the completing of this writing. Feeling very rested, and strong, and thankful for the recuperative powers of the body when given the advantage of self-help.
My thanks to my friend Cynthia for teaching me how to upload photos easily,and for sharing the photos and memories that she had of our trip.
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