I have so much to do in the next 3 hours and so much to think about in general that I don’t know what to do first. So instead of doing any of it, I’m writing. Anyone else who writes will understand that.
This will be one of those hodge podge posts – a little bit of everything. There has been much I’ve told myself I need to write about in the past week or so, but I’ve been too busy to write (I hate those words!). So here is the condensed version.
Many of you know that I have Lakota friends on Pine Ridge Reservation. A month or so ago, the 19 yr old daughter of my friends moved away – to Salt Lake City to live with extended family. It has been difficult for my friend to have her daughter away. Even her daughter has had mixed feelings about it.
Her daughter recently started using Facebook and is now my friend there. It’s nice – I can see what’s going on in her life without being the nosy grandma. I can also see when things go wrong. Like this past week, when the young man she’d been dating for 5 years was killed in an auto accident back in Rapid City. She didn’t hold back her grief from Facebook. She has endured a 22 hour bus ride back to Rapid City so she can be on the reservation for his family and to honor him. I know she will also get support from those around her.
I am embarrassed to say that, when I first heard that the young man had died, I hoped and prayed it had not been a suicide. There is such an “epidemic” of suicide on the reservation that I should not have been surprised at such a thought. Still . . .
I have helped by supplying money for gas to get to Rapid from the rez, to pick her up from the bus station. I also offered to pay for a cake for the wake.
I have also been worrying about my brother. You may recall he had been at a deep low in his life when a friend offered to provide the funding for a new business that he would run. He had done this successfully before and was confident he could do it again. So after many, many hours of preparation, the business opened on July 4, 2010 – appropriately, given that the name of the business is American Revolution Realty. Everything was going well and expenses were significantly under the projected budget.
So why, after only 3 and a half months, would the financing partner decide to “pull the plug” on the business? My brother said the partner said it was “too much stress.” What? Did the partner think starting up a business in these economic times was going to be a walk in the park? Come on! He’s a businessman; he should know better.
This has thrown my brother’s life into chaos once again. Since he is 2000 miles away, there isn’t much for a sister to do but offer support by phone or internet . . . and pray. I have been trying to do it all, especially the praying part. I sure can’t see what God has in mind here!
I’ve also been working hard all week for the non-profit I work (or volunteer full-time) for. The food delivery out on Pine Ridge Rez was last weekend and I have been calling as many of the recipients as I could reach to get feedback. [Food delivery, feedback – I like that] Anyway, it can be frustrating trying to call the rez, where some people shut off their phones to conserve battery life and others just can’t get much of a signal where they live.
I have a couple of new sponsors, for whom I give thanks. Since my husband and I are going away for a night, to the witchy city of Salem, MA, I will have to work on Sunday when I get back to get things in a timely way. As my co-worker Mavis, who lives “across the pond”, would tell me, “There is no rest for the wicked.” She would say it in her cheeky way as she laughed.
I also completed a slide show video on Pine Ridge Reservation which I have posted on YouTube. I have provided a link here so you can see it, too. I think it came out okay for a first effort.
So, what should I do next? Wash the dishes? Finish packing? Address the box of clothes I’m sending to the rez? Keep writing? I have to decide soon because the coffee in the cup is almost gone and that was my timer of choice – stop writing and move to the next thing when the coffee runs out. But do I have time for a shower before my brother call? I wonder what time he will call this morning.
Okay, okay . . . I’ll go do something if you promise to go check out my YouTube video. At least that way one of us will be accomplishing something worthwhile. Here’s the link: http://www.youtube.com/user/bettyb22111896?feature=mhum
I vow here and now to write more often so that the things in my head that I want to write about don’t pile up or fade into foggy memory, crowded out by the next big issue.