My Language to Yours

Thursday, November 29, 2018

Reflections of 1.5 Hours on a College Campus

Steam on the breeze

The drizzle of rain

Deep red, orange and brown Autumn leaves

The bare bones of a homeless outsider looking on with broken dreams

Hugs all 'round for friends departing

Walking, waiting and watching

Sad smiles, held back tears..for the failed final

The blur of taillights circling 'round

Drip...splat...drip

Faint Holiday tunes buzz between the buildings

Patience, yet aggression...one must get there somehow

Quiet houses still in sleep amidst scampering teens

Colorful pavement

Engineers, nurses, thespian...CAUTION: Children are at play

Slate sky

Chums of all colors, shapes and sizes...a mismatched rainbow

The awkward loneliness of lingering, longing love

Lights reflect their energy...some fizzle and fade

Strong arms come to help feeble hands

Tuned in or tuned out?

Emotional baggage, defying their world

Pleas for love, left to walk alone

Bustling late or finally early

Hiding beneath the cloak, head down over muddy ground

Strength of the guard...military still reaching

Riding on security. Zoom. Zip. Vroom.
Forgetful whereabouts with a hopeful hustle

Light loads of labor...a carried canvas, blank, waiting for that stroke, to begin

Skipping step, tripping up, twisting down

A roll of thunder surprises

Scarves galore

Piddly tree swaying

No-one stops on the corner, still the bus comes

Trying to get by, a yellow leaf falls

The jay walker startled by the boom of bass rattling cars

Branches droop over hoods

Tiny tots of parents yearning with full messengers

Backward hats and bandanas, sloshing boots or wet shoes

Gray, Gray, Gray

Dreary, yet here comes something bright

A tap on the window and my daughter awaits - her chance to drive her car, her chance to steer her life
ALL, to strive for better

Looking, listening, learning


I'm sure this could be many a College kids song for memories of their independent days of bucking the system thinking they know it all and the world's against them. It sure does sound like my Doodle.

Copyright November 29th, 2018 owned by C.L. Chapps

I'm Still Here.

Just lettin' y'all know that I've been away due to my laptop glitchin' up me tryin' to post. I've succumbed to tryin' to get this mobile site down pat..I'm not sure if this'll work, but I've hated being away and am 'bout to post again in a few. We'll see how well I've done and I'll try to do more while awaitin' the chance for better technology. It's not easy on this havin' to enlarge and move 'round my small screen, but I've missed this. So, I hope this reaches y'all out there in my blog world. Also, I see that while I've been gone I've had views from Russia, the UAE and Switzerland! Thank y'all!!

I hope Y'all understand why I chose this song to say "I'm still here".

Copyright November 29th, 2018 owned by C.L. Chapps

Saturday, November 10, 2018

Destruction or Destiny

Christa McAuliffe and Judith Resnick.

I was just over 3 months shy of my 7th birthday when I watched, in great distress, the Space Shuttle Challenger launch and fail. It held within it, the lives of 2 women I'd looked up to in my own wish to float among the stars. That wish came to a crashing halt, literally. To this day, I can't lift my head to the sky without feelin' an overwhelmin' sense of an off balanced equilibrium and an oncomin' anxiety attack.

I'd had a knack for natural brilliance and the longin' to teach others..qualities they, too, held. My heart slumped as I sat in a circle on the floor of my 2nd grade classroom, a military place I thought was the safest in my li'l world. I saw the fire, the smoke, the pieces of life fallin' into the ocean. I felt, for the 1st time, that my li'l piece of the planet wasn't okay, and I was afraid. I remember after that, I'd freak out every time an airplane came over or through our air base. I'd hold my ears and feel a dizziness causin' me to shake.

However, in order to conquer my fear of goin' into space, I thought I should start a li'l more close to the ground. So, in 3rd and 4th grade I had thought that I could become the 1st female Thunderbird pilot. Well, that backfired 'cause I'd gotten glasses in between, which was before these eye surgeries to correct vision.

The next occupation I thought I'd like to venture into was veterinary, to work with and help animals. I'd been inspired by Francine Patterson and Koko while doin' research for a 5th grade report. At that time, I thought I had to go all the way to California from South Carolina, so it was impossible to me.

Since those 4 years of schoolin', I've had many other notions and hair brained schemes cross my mind to consider that which could and would never come to be for me. But, I do know now that some of the things I've been through growin' up have brought me to where I am today.

I can see that my present reality stems from those formative years of carin' for the various invalids, bein' the mentor of children and companion for those needin' assistance to get through their lives. I've reared many children before my own and helped the mentally  and physically disabled gain their own independence. All of this has prepared me for the task at hand..keepin' the homefires burnin' for a husband at sea while leadin' my own special needs family through the lessons of this life. I've never had a second thought that this isn't where I should be. I could be angry at the failed attempts, the changin' tides that swept away my dreams..but, I know my purpose was and is laid out long before I was even born and can breathe. Yeah, I could've been an architect, a designer, a singer or so on..but, my place is here, for now.









Has anythin' ever caused you to realize that which you'd wish for yourself would never come to be when you knew the risks you'd rather not take? Those memories of moments that remove us from ourselves and bring us back to a horrible place in our minds that forbid any future longin'? Is there any other way to see the other side of the coin? What happens when life doesn't go accordin' to how we wish it to be? What 'bout when our plans fail and leave us wonderin' what the next step will lead to and where, why? Some things are just mysterious and we need to accept that they'll all work out for our good and in the end we'll understand.

No matter what we've undergone in our childlike selves, or as we're adults today, there's always another way to look at things...a positive way. My Daddy always taught me that there's a way to see the good in the negative. My Momma always taught me to never go through life on just feelings alone.

If I believe there's reasonin' for everythin' that happens, I must believe there are some things that just change our fate and somethin' else will be brought into our lives to desire and try our best to attain. It's okay if the path of life we'll walk may have upsets 'cause we don't acquire what we'd rather have for ourselves. Sometimes, through this time of change we crumble at the sight of what we feel's a destruction of our innermost life. Through others, we can learn a lot. There is wisdom in every action and cause and effect. There's sometimes pain. At times there's the lightbulb that sheds light on another way for us to be. What we become, what happens to us, is all in the hands of The Maker.

I encourage y'all to keep wishin' and followin' your stars, but also to not fret if changes must take place that alter your course. You will find your place in this ever changin' world.

Always remember that you're here for a reason and there's a plan for you. I hope this song helps y'all not feel lost in your journey.

Copyright November 10, 2018 owned by C.L. Chapps