Friday, September 25, 2009

Smoke Under the Door

Good morning.

I wake up sometimes and I’m so happy to be alive. I don’t need the alarm; I just get up and I’m ready to go—so ready to go. Oh YEAH!!

I wake up sometimes so slowly. I drag. The attitude gravity pulls on me. It pulls hard. Sometimes there is a good reason for me to fell the attitude gravity. Sometimes I feel the pull but I don’t even know the reason. It just pulls. It pulls so hard. Sometimes I just don’t know why. Sometimes I can laugh at the attitude gravity. Sometimes I can spit on it. Sometimes I think you will never get to me again! HA! You will never touch me again! Never. NEVER!

Sometimes, sometimes, I just can’t keep it away. It creeps in like smoke under a door. Pretty soon the smoke is filling the room; the smoke is choking me. I can’t see. It feels like I can’t breathe. Where does it come from? How does it sneak up on me?

There are so many things in my life I can’t control. I worry about my family. I worry about people I care for. I worry about mistakes I’ve made. I worry about the future. There is so much I can’t control.

I work hard to manage my self-talk. It is for me a form of prayer. It reaffirms my trust. Sometimes it is easy and sometimes it is such a battle.

Trust always that you have worth and value.

It is Friday. The weekend is near. Drive your cars carefully. Ride with people who drive carefully. Treat yourself with respect. Spend time with people who treat you with respect. Treat other people with respect. Talk nice to yourself; you deserve it. I look forward to seeing you or hearing from you. Keep yourself whole physically and emotionally.

CYLP!

P

Saturday, September 19, 2009

I have read FML and heard people say it. So I answered.

F*&# my life?

No way.

No way!

I Cherish my life.

Cherish your life.

Cherish your life please.

Friday, September 18, 2009

Friday, September 18, 2009

FML?

NW.

NW!

ICML.

CYL.

CYLP.

Today is Friday. It is almost the weekend. Please be good. Drive your cars carefully. Ride with people who drive carefully. Treat yourself with respect. Spend time with people who treat you with respect. Treat other people with respect. Talk nice to yourself; you deserve it. I look forward to seeing you or hearing from you. Keep yourselves whole physically and emotionally.

New Beginnings

After 36 years in the classroom I changed careers in June 2009. I left Marysville-Pilchuck with a deep, profound, and enduring sense of gratitude for the privilege of having been a teacher.

Now, I am a real estate agent. I am enjoying my new career. I like sales and I enjoy helping people. It is very satisfying to help someone get their home sold or to help them purchase a new home. I tell people that “I’ll take care of you.” I do and I feel good about that.

Still, at this moment, I miss Fridays.

There were many reasons I made the change from education to real estate sales. Simply, I was ready to do something different. I wanted new challenges, a new schedule, and I wanted to write in the mornings. I have been writing a fishing blog and really enjoying that. Eventually, I will start a real estate blog. While the fishing blog has some of my nonsense mixed into it I don’t feel it has “room” for some of the other things I would like to write.

On September 11, 2009, Ashton, one of my Facebook friends said that it was Friday and that Friday was the day for a few words. There were several other posts and then, Nathan, suggested I write something each Friday on Facebook. I wrote something that morning. I was quite surprised by the “like” responses, the comments, and the messages that resulted. I gave it some more thought and have decided to start a blog that is separate from things about fishing.

What is this blog exactly? The best answer is, “Time will tell.” At this moment I begin with items at least partially resembling “the few words” I had done in the classroom for so long. Most of all of what I wrote these past decades was written to be spoken. There are no students sitting with me now as I write so the task is different; I am writing for the eye not the ear so it is difficult to speak to a specific audience. Nevertheless, I begin.

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