Good Morning World! :)
I am late getting my post for the morning on here. I have been here, just busy! This morning I was so full of energy, I spent some time cleaning and straightening the house. When I left, it looked so pretty! And, here at work, it's the usual. :) There's something in the air. I cannot breath! I think I've acquired allergies. I have such a stuffy head! :) No biggie.
Okay. Last night. A word on Stanford Dickie........
Stanford Dickie
I have known Stanford Dickie for quite a few years. He has always been the picture of what I would never want to be, or become like. Stanford has always been better than everyone. He rises above the crowd, and is much to good for most things. Including working...... Stanford was supported by his wife. A very successful woman, with a huge position in the Architectural field. She too, something else.....
So, Stanford complained a lot. He complained about this, complained about that. We happen to live in the same complex. He would talk a lot, about others. He spent most of his time doing one of four things. Eating lots of garlic, walking on the treadmill, reading the Wall Street Journal, or talking about people. He even talked about My hubby.... and I'm sure he talked about me. And he complained. Did I mention that?
Suddenly, about 4 months ago, Stanford found himself alone. His beloved wife left him. He was stunned, and disappointed.
I began to observe something happening. Stanford began to turn to all the people that he once spent all his time putting down. And much to his surprise, he received support from them. He would walk a lot, around the property. As he'd see these familiar faces, he'd stop them - to share the story of his loss. They'd listen. They were there for him. Even knowing, he was not ever there for them.
He shared his story with me. I listened. I even told him it would be "okay". And that he needed time, and a place to "start over", so he could move forward with his life. He seemed grateful. And, maybe he was.......
Last night, Brooke and I were out walking. We love walking together. While we were out, we saw Stanford Dickie. And, of course - We stopped to talk to him. To see how he was.
Stanford told me that he was going to move away, to Atlanta. I told him how he was making an excellent choice, etc... I said as much positive stuff as I could, because I stood there, looking at a man who was completely lost. In every way.
He thanked me. He told me how he was so glad that he and I spoke. He told me I was an inspiration, and that I put so much in perspective, for him. I was happy. And I think he really meant what he said. It was nice.
And then, I went home. And Stanford carried on.
My point? (lol) Life is funny. I have never liked that man. I have often times wanted to tell him off, and tell him what I really thought of him. BUT, I'm glad I never did. I'm happy that instead, I was able to see him change, into a "humble" human being. And even though he's without his wife, he too - knows it was time. And, I think he's going to see people, places, and things.... in a whole new light.
It was cool. I know. Nothing major at this end of this story. BUT, it's just stuff in my head - I need to get out.
Best of luck to Stanford Dickie.
