Take care of yourself. A chapter in the training ground series. 😊

For the first time I am taking the steps I needed to actually do this. Between learning how to cook and bake things. To going out and talking with people in real life.  These are things people do.  A few weeks ago I began taking bus rides in my area. I felt so excited and nervous. It was also a milestone because that was how I traveled for many years.  Walking and riding the bus in the greater Seattle area.

It has been brought to my attention by various people in my journey in life that I didn’t know how to drive.  Well up until recently I was ashamed of that fact.  I joke that my father felt that I shouldn’t because it took a lot of concentration to be able to keep my eye on the road and not get into an accident or anything of the sort.  So from 12th grade on I practiced the art of taking the bus.  It started around the White Center area where we were living when.  I learned to memorize the routes and landmarks so I could get to school and home without needing too much help.  I was lucky that my school was on a community college site and that one bus when back and forth in my neighborhood.  This began my need to get around without asking for a ride.  Sure at times I needed help but the thrill of knowing where to go and how to get there was a strong feeling.  It got to the point that I was giving people advice on how to get to and from places.  Now that is powerful.  During my separation and into my divorce part of my life I had to learn from scratch to I could have my son ready to be picked up from our apartment area down to work and back before he got home.  I started adding the taxi system at this point because it was a new area and I needed that extra confidence that things would work out.

So even though in some ways I am a little behind the curve… that didn’t mean I couldn’t make up the distance in other ways.  Imagine my joy when these smart devices came out.  I finally was able to get real-time information at just a click speed.  So thus ends this chapter of my training life.  Join me next time as we learn how I am getting back on my feet.


Until then take care of yourself so you can take care of others!




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