Sunday, November 2, 2014

Desires take Time to come True

     It's been a long time since I've been to San Rancho Rafael Park close to The University of Nevada, Reno. I love going there because of the dog park, the pond, the trails, the pathways, the gardens and the history all in one place, but the main reason is because I get unaware of my surroundings.
 I meditate and ask myself why my parents got divorced and why am I the one who has to see my mom struggle?

      I have this app downloaded on my phone called Iheartradio, where I can listen to any Radio station no matter where I'm at. While my dogs were rolling on the grass embracing the feeling of the being tired, I put in my earphones to listen to my favorite Radio Station Wild 102.9 but when I tuned in, there was no music playing. It was Bella the woman who hosts the Station on Sundays from 12p.m. to 3p.m. Eager as I was to listen to music I didn't know what was worse; listening to her or not listening at all. But, she came to an interesting topic about how some Women are playing both Roles of a Mother and a Father figure.

       Mom and Dad have been together for 17 years. Their love story was tragic and so was their divorce. Was I the one to blame? I was and still am in the middle of this misery. I remember Mom bought 3 dozen roses to show Dad how much she loved him but Dad burned them in the chimney in front of us and left; vanishing like the fog from a scary movie when the day gets better..

        There are certain questions that are left that can not be answered but one tries to find answers, clues or even hints on why they happen. But I think that is not my Destiny. I believe my destiny is to find out why Mom bought THOSE 3 DOZEN ROSES. Why did she do it? What do roses mean and why is there men who think they deserve a woman's love and hard work for their Family?

         2 Nov. 2014
 

       "As I sit here on this bench with great despair, how come I'm enjoying this beautiful thing called Eye Sight? These Roses are flawless and I don't deserve seeing them as my soul is full of flaws..
I don't know the meaning of why roses are here on this Planet and why they exist?! I have been observing them for weeks.. My vision and all these websites I've been reading tell me nothing." - My Field Notes

        If I can not find a useful way of using my vision, why do I have eyesight? I have not yet found a way on how I am going to help my Mom with bills and her happiness because I'm always at school either busy with my homework and or sports and I seem to never have time.
 I wish to no longer see my Mom struggle but Bella said, "Keep having Hope, because all your problems will soon be answered within time."

    
        "I want to encourage women to embrace their own uniqueness. Because just like a rose is beautiful, so is a sunflower, so is a peony. I mean, all flowers are beautiful in their own way, and that's like women too." -Miranda kurr

As I was sitting on this bench I couldn't helped but noticed a gorgeous rose bush next to me.
Picture taken by Me on 2 Nov. 2014
This rose bush has a Rose that appears much taller, stronger and prettier than the rest of the other roses. When I saw that rose I imagined my Mom;
How strong she is;
Her beauty;
Her strength;
and Her height because she stands out more than any other person that I have come to know. She's a woman who should embrace her own uniqueness and I know my aspirations of helping her will happen within time.







4 comments:

  1. This is beautiful. I, too, find refuge in being in nature. I call it getting out of my head--being able to completely forget everything and then to really focus on what I need to focus on. The end piece about your mom reads like a poem.

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  2. The way you describe your mom and dad is amazing. It's almost like I can feel your pain. I also love the one rose you picked out that reminded you of your mom it's beautiful.

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  3. The description of your mother and father is pretty amazing! Great blog

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  4. Wow! This blog is really good. Honestly I felt tears coming down my face when I finished reading this. I can really feel the pain in this, but I can also feel your love for your mom. Phenomenal blog.

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