Thursday, April 26, 2012

Been having fun at my job

I am so fortunate and I seem to have the gift of timing. I'm working at a TV show of a major network since January. I'm very happy because the people I work with are wonderful and I get to meet literally hundreds of industry people. I've been offered and accepted to come back for season two. One thing people may consider a downfall is that I work in the accounting department. But for me I feel like its the perfect place to get started in the business. My supervisor is smart, knowledgeable, kind, and wishes success for each of us. My big boss is an extremely hard worker who empowers each of us to work hard and excel.

I've also gained some new female friends. I just wanted to check in and let you know that miracles are still happening.

  • The course in miracles works. 
  • We are even going in Wednesday, for a first meeting in a home buying program.
  • We have planned some getaways for the summer.
  • We can finally afford to buy stuff when we go to the mall.
  • I'm even still in college. 
But this might be the last term till the show wraps. Things are God.
I'm mean good.

Signing off from my Droid, Puerto Vallarta girl in Portland.

Friday, April 6, 2012

What would you do if you got an email from the other side?

My father used to always keep a little white handkerchief in his pocket. I remembered this yesterday when I saw a guy with a bandanna tucked into his back pocket in a perfect triangle. I thought about why someone does that and it occurred to me my father always kept a handkerchief in his pocket. Then I flashed back to the years when I would do the family's laundry and I would carefully fold his hankerchiefs, about 10-15 in quarters and stack in a neat stack for him.

It's funny the things you remember about people and how they pop into your mind.

Nearly 2 weeks ago on a Tuesday I was driving into work and in a surreal sequence of moments I had a distinct feeling of my Dad's presence. It started when I saw a truck that said Summit Construction. And that reminded me of the lake my Dad used to take my Brother and I to named Summit Lake. We actually even distributed my fathers ashes there after he was cremated back in 1999.  The 2nd part was Construction and my dads main career/business he did was construction. Together I thought it was a beautiful name, ordinary to anyone else, but beautiful to me.

And in that moment I looked up to a billboard and saw the words god and coming home, and I drove under a bridge and I had a feeling my dad was trying to tell me something. It all took place in about 1 minutes time. After I got off the Interstate and onto the bridge the feeling subsided.

I got to work, went into the office, said my hellos, and sat down at my computer.

A moment later when I opened my email I checked to see what emails came in and then for some strange reason I clicked on my spam folder. In that folder I saw to my surprise... an email from my father.

When I clicked on it I was stunned at what I saw. It said that my father had just added a mobile upload of a photo of my 2 smallest children.

 Time stood still.... What?

I didn't know how to react. I felt like crying or laughing...?

My dad was trying to reach me. I mean how much clearer does it have to be?

I've spent several days trying to figure out a logical answer? My oldest son is very techy and said there is no logical answer, just accept it for what it is Mom.

The technical details are here: A few years ago I created a Facebook page for my father, but I lost the password. The last time I had logged in was October 2010.

On the Sunday after a St. Patricks day after a  party night, I laid in bed and uploaded all the photos I had in my phone that I had been saving to facebook. One of which was a photo of June and Jimi with a guy dressed in a santa suit sitting on a ATV.

Now it seems like maybe I tagged him. B ut if that was so, why did it show the email was sent at 1:46am Tuesday morning, AND why on my page were no tags to the photo, and why didn't the email say he was tagged in a photo rather than he uploaded a photo. Also I have every single notification turned off for Facebook. I don't get emails when people do stuff on Facebook. Why did it send me an email for this one item?

I believe this was truly an email from beyond, as far as I can tell.

All I can say is, I love you Dad.