CreativeTheresa: "I'm Literature in the Making."

I’m sorry I haven’t written anything for a while. The winter months always seem dark for me.  Both of my parents got very sick and died during this of year. So you can see it has its haunting reminders.  The last few months of 2013 have been more of traumatic than in recent years. My next door neighbors, whom I have known since I came to live here fifteen years ago, decided to move. They were getting older and wanted to be closer to their family. I understood and supported their decision, but it was still difficult. They felt like family to me. I used to go over there quite frequently and spend a lot of time with them. My mother was also very close to them before she died. In January of this year, I found out one of them died which was so sad, but I also know she is free from pain and had a good life. I think getting older was hard for her. She kept saying to me, “Don’t get old.”

I also had to say goodbye to my disability advisor. I felt very connected to her and it was very unsettling because it happened so suddenly. I thought she was wonderful in how she seemed so caring and felt like she had everyone’s best interest at heart. It’s hard to find someone like that and when one does, it’s important to appreciate them all the more. There have been many changes since she left and it seems like a different environment now.

 Change is difficult for me and especially when it’s sudden. However, I think change can help a person change too. It can help someone get a new perspective or point them to a new direction.  With me, I think it’s both. Since my neighbors left, I have been really thinking about what I should do or where to live. “What does my mother want me to do “is what often comes to mind. Personally, I know she would want me to live around other people and know that I’m safe. I also feel that I should explore college educational opportunities that will give me the best preparation for my chosen career. I know there lots of college programs for students with special needs. I just have to find them.

Whatever I decide to do, it will be a process and a lot of preparation. And I know the road will be bumpy at times! I’m calling 2014-2015 “A Year of Transition.” Not just a physical transition but emotional and mental one as well. And hoping for many positive people and encouragement to give me the inspiration to change!