Daily Prompt; Fifteen Credits


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Another school semester will soon begin. If you’re in school, are you looking forward to starting classes? If you’re out of school, what do you miss about it — or are you glad those days are over?

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I never knew how good I had it. Even getting up at the crack of dawn to catch a bus. The only plan back then was to dress cool and see my friends on the big yellow bus.school-bus

I did plenty of work back in the days getting myself just right for the grand entrance of school.

The night before I took a nice smell-good shower. I washed my hair and rolled it up on giant rollers.rollers

I would lay my clothes out after rolling my hair and lay them across my desk chair.

I slept with the dryer on my hair. I loved the hum of the motor and lulled myself to dream land. I think this is why I need a fan 365 days a year now. It is difficult turning it on low because the motor is too soft but I could not hear Al if I turned it up full speed as I wish. Maybe this is why I am always so tired, I don’t sleep well anymore.fan

I liked boys better than school grades, although I didn’t do bad in school; but I could have had mainly A’s if I would have worked a tad harder.report card

That was it pretty much for me. My mind didn’t broaden out like it should have. It followed the path, the smooth one, the one that led to marriage.beating heartwedding dress

What was the hurry for heaven’s sakes? It only ended up in divorce.

Since I have been an adult I have taken classes for CNA. I am also a licensed Pharmacy Technician. I  have also been to school twice for my Nursing degree.

Both times I had to drop out because of Al’s health. I always thought I would go back. I would like to go back again some day.

I could sit here and go on with should have’s and could have’s but what good would it do. Those chapters are closed. Do I miss my school days? Yes, to a point. The freedom of thinking. The fun and laughter I shared. The phone ringing off the hook.

But alas, I have them all tucked neatly in my memory box. I take them out and sort through them sometimes but they tend to make me a little sad. One fear I have that I can’t shake is getting older and dying. Going back to school days reminds me I am getting up there in age.

I will admit that going through the chapter of nearing death with Al has opened my eyes and helped me to see that heaven is all that it is said to be. Tranquil, calming, all-healing, and beautiful. How can I fear that?pearly gates

Now for you younger ones that are in school, or technical schools here is a piece of advice from the granny era.

Have fun, in fact have a blast, but study hard, learn all you can. Be somebody. Don’t wait for someone else to make you someone. And remember boys and girls, life ticks by quicker than you can blink your eye. And keep watch on that school room door techies, because one day I am going to be walking through that door and sitting my butt right down next to you. I will get that nursing diploma.NURSE JACKIE

Our Best Friend


Two friends

Two friends (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Her name was Pam. She and I met in kindergarten class. We were stuck together like glue. We did everything together. Sleep overs, bike rides, candy store visits, dinners at each other houses. She taught me how to go bike riding in the cemetery and we would stop at a grave site and guess how tall that person had been. We learned math by subtracting the birth from the death dates. We questioned each other on where deceased went after they passed. For seven years we spent all of our time together. Where is she today? Her name was Connie. Our parents were friends in church. We spent summers in camps together. We spent slumber parties together learning all about how malted milk balls can make you sick to your stomach if you eat too many. We were friends through out junior high and middle school. Where is she today? Her name was Judy. Friends from junior high through adulthood. Sharing new loves stories, weddings, and birth announcements We saw each other every day. Our kids grew up together. We shared special Christmas’s together. Celebrating anniversaries  together. This was a friendship that I thought would be forever more. Where is she now? Her name is Lez. We met through my mother. I babysat her children when they were young. We became good friends in no time at all. We shared rising costs of groceries and gas. We talked about our husbands, revealing their good and bad points. We spent many late hours, while she taught me how to paint ceramics. We went to church together and sang in the choir. We grew in our faith together. Where is she now? I know that answer. Although we live many miles apart, whenever we speak, there is never a moment of silence. We pick up conversations easily as if we had just spoken yesterday. I have become who I am today from the people I surrounded myself through out my life. Values that are instilled in me were learned through the different friends in my life. I hear people make comments that if you have one good friend in your life, you are a lucky person. I feel lucky then. I have the best friend anyone could ever wish for.