This morning while on my run I noticed several individuals not abiding by the rules of the road. I wasn’t on major streets with stop lights, however, rules of the road are still to be applied when driving.
Many individuals didn’t stop at the stop sign. They did the much known, and widely used, California stop. Roll in, partially brake and keep going. They didn’t even see me in the crosswalk. Of course I don’t know how they could miss me as I was in fluorescent yellow shorts, a bright white and purple striped tank and white and fluorescent green shoes. Hello, I practically glowed for them! Still the rolled right through.
Other individuals as I was approaching crosswalks sped through the stop so they wouldn’t have to wait for me to run through. Petty. I mean really folks it would have been safer for you to stop as one almost side-swiped another vehicle because they didn’t want to wait. Ridiculous.
Then there are those on their cell phones. They just aren’t paying attention to the road at all or others on the road with them, even if you are on the sidewalk.
This morning was an adventure already. Be safe out there folks. Regardless of how bright your clothing may be or how well prepared you may be when running, it is always the other person we need to worry about.
My husband and I took a trip to Atlanta in 2004 for a conference and did a side trip to a plantation. This was a shot we took of a quarters used by servants. Very small room that we were told housed more than one family.
This is a picture of Fords Theater. A lot of history happened here in this room.
Tell you all about something I or someone has done that has made me proud.
Well… my son has completed high school with high honors, finished strong with stellar grades and a phenomenal GPA and walked across the stage in grand fashion over a week ago. He did not run like a madman to the back of the field at the end to collect his diploma, but sauntered to take in the last remnants of high school with his friends. He’s held his head high through the years when kids were mean, treated him bad, egged our home, peanut buttered his car, and toilet papered our trees. And again over the weekend when his aunt and grandmother only talked about their favorite grandchild on his special day (another child by the way), he just smiled and let it roll off his back. When they didn’t know what the mascot was for his future college or placed blame on our family for everything by the end of the night he just said, ‘it’s okay mom, they just have no clue what family really is all about.’ He is my pride and joy, my rock.
I could not be prouder of the accomplishments my son has made, will make, and is making. He has grown into a young man that only a handful of family who chooses to interact has watched mature.
Now off to his next adventure- UA.
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