Day 27: Letter to the Friendliest Person I Knew for Only One Day

Dear Mister,

Years ago, I was traveling back to Louisville after visiting a college friend in Tennessee. I had already been stuck where I was due to car trouble. I had just enough gas money to get home. I am driving along, and guess what? I ran over a dead animal in the road. POW!!! My tire blew. This was the 1^st time this had happened, I’d never changed a tire, I didn’t have AAA yet, and so I was sitting on the side of the road. I was pulled over for only about 30 seconds with my head in my hands…when you pulled up behind me in your old beat up Toyota Camry. You and your very young son got out of your car, walked up to my passenger window and asked if I was okay. I wasn’t. You said you saw what happened, had noticed my Louisville Cardinal license plate, you were originally from Kentucky, and wanted to know if I had a spare tire. I did but was very weary. You changed it and then asked how much further I had to go. Once I told you I still had a couple of hours, of me having to fix my car, I had no money, you simply said to please follow you because there was no way I would make it back on that spare tire. I was in the middle of nowhere, you were a stranger, and I was very scared. But you did have your son with you, you were kind, I had 911 set on my phone, and I did need help. So I followed you carefully to a service station. You bought a decent used tire to put on my car and gave me your number so that I could call you once I made it home, just so you would have peace of mind. I was grateful and thankful; you were my angel that day. I did call you once I made it home; I got your address, and sent you your money back even though you told me not to worry about it. You went out of your way to help me that day; you could have kept driving like all the other people. I know I never have stopped on the interstate to help someone, and more than likely never will. I have never forgotten you and I sure hope you have been blessed. The kind act that you made is one my father would have done as well. I am sure he was watching over me. Thanks again.

Thankfully,

Misty

Day 26: Letter to the Last Person I Made a Pinky Promise To

Wikipedia: “The pinky swear originally indicated that the person who breaks the promise must cut off their pinky finger. In modern times, pinky swearing is a more informal way of sealing a promise. It is most common among school-age children and close friends.”

I honestly cannot remember ever pink promising anyone, ever. So this topic doesn’t really relate to me.  The other night I watched the newest version of, “The Karate Kid”. In the movie, Jaden Smith’s character pinky promised the little girl their promise to each other. He was to attend her try outs for a special music school and she was to attend his karate match to the bully.  I thought it was cute is why I remember. But that’s the closest thing I can remember to a pinky promise.

Sorry this blog wasn’t too interesting, but it’s hard to expand on a topic that I don’t have a story for! LOL

Day 25: Letter to Someone Going Thru the Worst of Times

Dear Kara, Mrs. Barbara, Q, Lury, Belinda, Sherri, Allen, D Cov’s Fam, and those mentioned families,

This topic was for someone I know going thru their worst of times. The truth is, I don’t know anyone who is going thru the worst time of their lives. Most people I know like myself, aren’t doing exceptionally great nor just terrible. We are all doing ok and things could always be worse. But here lately my heart has been heavy for you all. Several friends lost family members this year. Last night I tweeted that for many people, time has passed so they forget your pain. Plus, they see you smiling and joking, but they don’t realize that at least several times a day, your deceased loved one has crossed your mind, and you smile anyways. With this being your first Holiday without these loved ones, I remember to pray for you at night. Thanksgiving has passed but you still have to get thru Christmas and a whole new year. With time, it of course gets better, but at the same time, your lives are changed forever and there is no going back. We only have memories to reflect back on this Holiday season.

It started with Kara’s father. I have known you since 2002. I was affected so deeply because while your father was sick, it reminded me of my father being sick. So when he passed, it hurt me so much because I knew there were no words to say. Just as when mine passed 12 years ago. You are a daddy’s girl just like me. Your family is close, just as mine is. But we both know our daddies are in Heaven, watching over us. What makes me feel better about our situation, is that the Starks family lost their father this year too. Difference is, they didn’t have time to prepare like us. He was murdered instead. I have known the family since 1986. When I got the call from my sister early that Saturday morning, I thought I was dreaming. Larry’s murder effected the entire city. It still doesn’t seem real to me,. The Starks family is like family, no doubt. Seems like some people came out of the woodwork with the tragedy and I know everyone is still learning to deal with the fact he was taken so suddenly. To Daniel’s family & friends, he was a great person. Hadn’t talked to him since college, but seen him out frequently. This shooting too, was uncalled for. Someone’s anger and ignorance took over their mouth and temper, to the point of murder - not self defense. Many of us go out to the club to have a good time. In the same respect, we know at the end of the night, we are going home to get in bed that night. Daniel didn’t, now his family and friends have to deal with the fact he is gone and his murderer may not have to serve time. I pray that justice is served. Finally, Allen. We were pretty close in college, us being neighbors and all. When I was out late creeping, I thought you were too. Turns out, you were on-line to become a Sigma. Haha. You recently just got back on FB; and even more recently, your mom passed away. Although I don’t know the reason, I am very sorry for your loss.

I know this Holiday is going be really tough for you all. Just know that you are in my mind and heart, as I am sure many more people are thinking of you too. I love you all. If anyone needs anything, don’t hesitate to call!

Love always,

Misty

　

Day 24: Person Who Gave Me My Favorite Memory

Tanner's birth

Dear Tyler and Tanner,

You 2 little boys have brought so much joy to my life. The memories you have given me thus far in your short lives is unreal. I cant remember what life was like before you were born. When I first moved back to Lexington, my life was somewhat in a mess. Seeing Tyler’s face and hearing him talk and seeing how happy he was to see me, made the world a better place. Tyler you are 5 now and growing into such a big boy. Sometimes talking to you is like having a conversation with an adult. Tanner was born after I moved back home. So handsome. You are now 2 years old now. You are at my favorite age, that makes me laugh at every little thing you do. Your curiosity, your learning, and your grin. Its all priceless. I don’t think you two have any idea how loved you are. There are so many children out there or even adults that have never been told they were loved. Your mom and I grew up away from our immediate family, so we didn’t have aunts and uncles around to spoil us or give our parents a break. Your Nanny and Grandpa had to be accountable for us always. So as lucky as I am to be able to watch you grow into men at such a close range, you too are lucky to have me. I take you to all the fun places, buy you stuff, let you play in the bath, give you junk food, and play with you. You always tell me I’m the best Woo Woo in the world! And I bet I am the only Woo Woo in the world, LOL. Tyler you began to call me woo woo after I used to feed you baby food, I would say woo woo woo woo to get your attention. I got it from Sinclair on the TV show, Living Single. So, when you began talking that’s what you called me. I am making scrapbooks for the 2 of you, so you will be able to look back and see your childhood. I love you two as much as I would love my own children. An ex manager, now dear friend Robin, has 2 nieces. Before you 2 were born, I admired her love for those 2 little girls. They were her world, the center of her life. And still are of course, even though one is now in college! I now know how she feels and the joy they brought to her life. So thank you boys for the many memories, laughs, and joy you bring to my life. Memories from learning to walk, talk, ride bikes, feed yourselves, use the potty, and play sports. I have been there for it all and will always be here! Love you boys very very very much!!! Love, WOO WOO



May 2010

Dec 2010

Day 22: Someone I Want to Give a 2nd Chance To

I dont really have any friends in my life that I am bitter towards or that I need to forgive. I'm not one really to hold grudges. Life is too short to be bitter and to hate those that we love. You can always forgive, but doesnt mean we forget. So in this case, I guess I am giving a 2nd chance to school. I am only a semester away from graduating with my Bachelors. Recently I decided to go back and finish because it was once something very important to me. Life got in the way and I put it on the back burner. I want to be an example to kids that look up to me. My nephews are growing so fast and I want to be able to show them it can be done. I too, of course, will expect my future children to go to college. They will need to see that their mother done it, even if it took longer than originally planned. My brother, Wade, took a break from school and then went back to finish. So he was an example to me, that it is possible. I am a LOUISVILLE CARDINAL fan forever and always! :) I easily could have applied to UK, gotten my credits transferred....NOT!! Haha. I have to be a UofL Alumni, sorry CAT fans! I wouldnt have changed my undergrad years for anything. I met some of the best people in the world! I had great managers at the planetarium. I have some really great girl friends. Attended many parties.The guys were fun too. Thru Louisville Ladies Football Program, I came out of my shell and became confident. Being away, I learned to survive on my own when I had to. Of course accomplishments sometimes come with mistakes. I have learned from both my good times and bad ones. So now that life has slowed down, I have regained my focus and am ready to finish my degree. Im not getting any younger and I have a feeling life is going to speed up again soon!

Day 21: Letter to Someone I Judged By Their First Impression



James singing in pink polo

 Dear James:

I know this letter is random, but the reason probably won’t surprise you. Maybe, maybe not. Tammy will probably find it funny.  This letter was a difficult one because most often we judge people by their first impression. That is how we immediately form an opinion or decide whether or not a friendship will form or not. Since I am not usually wrong, but I was about you, so you stick out in my mind. When I first started working at Nicholas, I believe you were wearing a pink polo shirt. When you talk, you use your hands. You are soft spoken. If I remember correctly, you were particular about never wearing brown and black together as it is a no no. I would have sworn you were a gay man. LOL!!! You know more about certain topics than maybe any man should. You have a sensitive side to you as well. You are kind and caring, which are only a couple of reasons why your wife loves you so much and makes you a great husband to her. On the other hand, you have your guy nights with your boys. You love manly movies and being a daddy to your precious baby boy. I now know that you consider yourself, what was the word? Metro-Sexual? You have married a phenomenal woman. Ironically in a weird twist, I knew her thru Sarah when we were in elementary school.  Small world.  Scary I know you so well, huh? But I was very wrong, you are not gay, and I would like to think you wouldn’t be offended. Not that there is anything wrong with people that are in any way. I love all people! But yes, I did judge you wrongly when I first met you…Sorry! J

Sincerely,

Misty

Beautiful Family

Day 20: Letter to the One That Broke My Heart the Hardest

Todays letter isnt to anyone in particular because I dont know who it would apply to:

At this point in life, I am not so sure that my heart has been broken. I believe I have been hurt, lied to, deceived, and disappointed. But I can’t say that I have honestly had my heart broken. There have been times in my life when I was deeply saddened by other people’s actions and thought I wouldn’t be able to move on due to circumstances. There have been times that my heart hurt so bad that I couldn’t sleep at night. There have been times that my heart hurt so bad that I couldn’t eat. To be broken means to have to put the pieces back together. Therefore since I haven’t had to put the pieces back together, I don’t know that my heart has truly been broken. I can definitely say it has been wounded or hurt, but not shattered. It has been patched but not needed to be healed just yet. I am a strong woman, and it takes an awful lot to bring me down.

I would like to think I haven’t broken any ones heart. I would be open to say there are people out there that may have been ready for more than I was at that particular time, but they understood. Hence, I know of people from my past that have moved on to be married, have children, or both.  I have always tried to be open and honest so that no one gets their feelings hurt. It hurts less for someone to be upfront rather than lead someone on and in the end, they are crushed. Hurt people, hurt people. I would never hurt anyone intentionally; which is why I have respectful friendships with people from my past.

At the end of the day, we need to remember to love ourselves more than anyone else. Especially those not worthy of our love in the first place. Real love is unconditional. And I know the one person who will never break our hearts, He is my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.