We have been living in Rio Vista for about two years now and I can’t say it’ been an easy move. In fact it has been down right horrible.
First off we’ve had far to many friends and family members pass into the heavens either from natural causes, cancer or suicide prior to the move. Not to forget,We were still cleaning up after the fire and trying to get it all organized when our land lady gave her tenants notice. Thanks Giving was ruined as packing and house/apartment searching took its’ place.
The move took its’ toll, partly because I still was recovering from a car accident that had me sleeping in a chair for five months or so. It really took its’ toll on Walter; because, he’d do work on the move after work. We gave a ton of stuff away and still moved a ton right smack in the middle of rainy season with a muddy yard to meet us.
I was always the work horse in this family; unfortunately Walter couldn’t help much during the week with a two hour ride to work and a two hour ride home from work. He pretty much ate and went to sleep. Good reason this time and I as always was doing my best.
Walter thought Rio Vista would be the perfect place for me. He was sure we’d make friends easily after all it was always very friendly when we visited Rio. He liked that I could walk about the core area of the town or use my wheelchair for the further away shops.
Little did he know the weather was a killer. Rain, rain, and more rain. Oh so much fun moving in the rain. NOT. Wet and or muddy in the Spring and Winter. Summer and fall it’s pretty fricken hot. This Sept it hit a 111* To hot and/or wet to work in the yard.
The first year shortly after the weather cleaned up enough to get some real work done, I fell and had a concussion that lasted about six months. Hardly any wok got done as I slept a lot. Sleeping is my cure all for everything. This year 2017 I fell and broke my left arm between the elbow and my shoulder; my shoulder was also pulled out of joint…
We are slowly getting settled and starting to feel a little at home. I have to clean up the front of the house n porch as soon as my doctor says I can drop the sling. I’m out of the arm brace finally the break is mending well, but my shoulder is still having issues. I have to be careful so I won’t have to have surgery. At any rate it is time to put gardening stuff away….
How do I like Rio Vista so far. I’m not sure I should say as it will surely get a few of the locals’ knickers in a twist. Me being me and I own everything that happens to me… I’m going to express myself as I always do, up-front with no side stepping or sugar coating the bitter truth or my feelings.
Almost two years here and I can say I kind of know a few people in passing. Some I think might make good friends if friendship is encouraged by either them or me. I know that I have a strong definition of friendship (I’ll share it sometime) One person I’ve met I do consider a friend. Some people don’t like her, but she is realest person I’ve met thus far. I met one other person I really like and have a lot in common ẃith including having disabilities that interfere with our every day life and we both do our best not to let our limitations hold us back.
I just have to blow the horn of admiration for Raina Rivera who has travel the road of life’s hard knocks. Today her life is a little more settled with a hubby and two kids. To me her life is harder then some of us. She suffers from Crohn’s Disease and I believe a couple of other things (That escape my mind at the moment; because, being disabled I see people not disabilities or health problems.) that she never or rarely lets her hold her back from trying to make her dreams come true……With the exception of older folks, she has the cleanest house of all the people I know in California. She’s got a photography business I encourage you all to get in touch with if you need some pictures taken…The same goes for jewelry; if, you’re looking for a gift or want something for yourself….She’s gone to school and taken classes to learn something new or to improve her skills….She’s a example for her kids and others. Even now she works part time as a waitress, is going to school to get a real estate license, staying on top of her pills, vitamins, and shots;and, looks after her home and family. She’ll give up her time to see a friend or two. She even meets up with me when I need a bit of time away from the house. I’m grateful for her friendship and admire her more then she’ll ever know. I hope fate rewards her.
I had to do a lot of thinking to find the silver lining in having to move to Rio Vista. I really hated it here. It was not at all as nice or friendly as it was in our many visits to it for boating events etc. I’ll have plenty to say on this later.
Karma is : the force generated by a person’s actions and in its ethical consequences to determine…. Hinduism and Buddhism believe it is to perpetuate transmigration and in its ethical consequences to determine the nature of the person’s next existence.
Death and the loss of love ones is life at work. The karma of the fire in my way of thinking was the powers that be decided I put enough blood, sweat, tears getting the church (up and running) and making the parsonage livable.
The car accident I wasn’t sure about; however, after the gal who hit us admitted it was her fault and she admitted going through the red light to the police, I figured it was suppose to happen. We sued (because she was driving carelessly and caused bodily harm) using a so-so lawyer (not an accident lawyer) and won just enough for a down payment on our small house in Rio Vista.
Thank God our landlady was greedy and wanted to spruce up the units to raise the rents. I do believe her karma is going to kick her in the ass one day, as all her tenants lived there for years. We were the newest and like the others had no intention of moving. Walter found a little, very little house in Rio Vista, CA we could buy…
The fall outside our new little house was to make me slow down and the fall outside the Stockton Bank where I actually tripped on a sidewalk that needed repair. We did not sue; because, 1) It was an accident (yes it cold have been prevented, had the city kept up repairs) 2) I wanted the city counsel to see we understood and belong here.
I don’t use yahoo a lot. In fact I’m pretty sure I don’t use it for searches or anything important. All I wanted to do was signup for a pen-pal group or two and get back on my old pen-pal group.
1) You have to unlock your security thingies so they can get in or just see your business. Always had too. Main reason I don’t do the yahoo thing. I don’t need spy ware or that kind of stuff taking over my computer. I have a hard enough time doing the few things I do on it.
2) Now you must have a mobile to get on (have an account); I suppose the reason for that; is to spy even deeper into your private life or to bombard you with junk mail. It also means: Screw the poor folk who can’t afford a mobile or those who just don’t want a mobile. Most elderly, disabled and those with tight budgets don’t have mobiles in their life. I suppose they don’t matter to Yahoo.
3) Their customer service sucks big time. I stayed on hold for an hour. The guy trying to get me on; finally says “Sorry you need a mobile.” I say isn’t that some kind of discrimination and illegal?” He transfers me to their law enforcement, where I’m once again put on hold. I say screw this and hang up.
I may not have a mobile for yahoo to spy on me with, but I do have Facebook and my web page to bitch on. Who knows some one out there might have or start a class action suite I can join in. The phone treatment (Hour on hold and transferred to another hold) worse then a visit to the principle’s office and not being able to join groups not even the ones I was in before the must have mobile…put my knickers in a twist and upset more then any computer thing should.
If you have had such treatment or nightmarish experiences with yahoo please tell me I’ll add it to my web page and facebook. They need to pull up their socks and treat people like they matter..
Yes I live in California, there is no snow or a whole lot of things to do or to celebrate the season or reason for the season. Christmas and even the church has become so commerialized, I’m surprised any one knows how to pick out a gift for their friend or family members. Gift card this, cash there, or just saying we aren’t doing Christmas this year. Last year people haven’t even helped out the food banks or toy drives as they have done in the past. Nobody or rather hardly anybody puts up lights any more. I can’t imagin not giving people I know and like a little something. Something little you picked out for said person even a card or small gift you make yourself says hey you matter or you’re glad to have them in your life. Even if you don’t believe in others’ and my god or the reason for the season show you care and respect their beliefs as they do yours. Even my husbands family (a family of ministers) aren’t really into the Christmas season. I hope people remember this year to…. I thank every body who put up their decorations and lights. They helped make my Christmas last year…
Again I say; I am sorry I have not been keeping my web page up-to-date. Life lately has been somewhat horrific.We’ve had far to many friends and family members pass into the heavens either from natural causes, cancer or sucide. There was even a suicide. We’re also still cleaning up after the fire and trying to get it all organized. Personally; I think we could be finished and have a comfortable home if Walter got off the computer once in a while and dealt with his stuff. He doesn’t want me to deal with it, so it gets piled here and there. Places I’ve worked on with the help of my variest friends start looking good, but the visual of hubby’s corners of our world depresses me and I give up for a while. Then a bee gets in my bonnet and I attack my world again. It’s a constant circle and I never seem to get it finished. I wish we were rich enough to hire a professional or two. I’ll need it near perfect when I can’t do for myself or need to use my wheel chair 24/7.
That is the least of my problems or dilemmas; perhaps these aren’t even the right words to use. The loss of myfriends and family took its’ toll on me. I was also in a car accident that had me laid up for several months.
I took the lost of family members much harder then I figured I would. My family is pretty dysfunctional and to this day I can’t really say I know any of them well. My daughter Dawn and I had the strangest of relationships, she’d play with me like a yoyo. Let me in her life, toss me aside, let me back…Love me to my face, over the phone and on the net (She would fit right in with the sperficial people here), but with others she’d talk about me behind my back, with a completely different set of views. It was her life game and I learned to live with. After all I wasn’t the perfect mother or a mommy. Her kids for reasons I’m sure they thought were good at the time, shut me out before my daughter was even cold. My son followed suite with the excuse he didn’t want to upset things with the nieces etc.
Sometimes I think I’m one of a kind when it comes to being open, honest and upfront. I figure if I say what I’m thinking to a person’s face no one can say I do have a friend or two who like me keep everything on the table. Guess we just had to much crap in our past. We read people prety well for that reason…. I don’t really care what people think of me as long as I have a couple of true friends. I’m a tough weed and I’ll survie until I don’t.
Besides my daughter, I lost my step dad (not sure I can call him that, because I never lived with him and my mom) just up and had a heart-attack. He seemed nice every time I saw him and I do so wish I could have gotten to know him better. He looked after my mom and loved her so much raised her kids as his. Perhaps in the next world.
Randy one of my favorite brothers was quite the character. I never saw a lot of him, except for a short visit on my travels (I moved about like a gypsy.) to my new home. It would have been nice to see him that one last time, have that last drink and hear one last joke.
Dawn’s son my grandson couldn’t handle rhe loss and followed soon after by his own hand.
I mentioned the most heart breaking; other then that I can handle the we live we die. I’m not sure if I’ll get to see the rest of my family before they or I leave this world, so I’m very thankful to facebook; it got us in touch with each other. Although I had many losses in the last year or so, My hubby and I have also had a lot of good karma.
I still remember all the help we got after the fire. Neighbors, boating club members, people we knew in passing, friends (even the laziest ones) came out and helped clean up after the fire. Many bought tools, gear and one paid for the dumpster.
You never think of needing help but sometimes you do. When my daughter was dying all our friends here and even one of my sisters and a couple of friends from Canada contributed to my son’s family’s trip to Toronto from B.C so he and his family could say good-bye to his sister. The last time he saw her time before this happened was when he and his sister had a big fight. I’m glad he got to see her and had a chance to befriend his nieces and newphew. Living with regrets isn’t easy. Now he has some better memories thanks to my friends and family.
This is why I’ve been neglectful of my web page and my letter writing. I will once again try to stay on top of things. I’m sure keeping on top of my web page and letter writing will help me with dealing with my losses and inner sadness. If you see I’m slacking send me a note and say; “Hey girl up-date your page/where’s my letter”