The day is almost done. I steadily pounded the keys a majority of the day working on Amazon Mechanical Turk assignments. I am fearful that we will be homeless here soon and all will end badly. Why, you may ask, is because my mother has had to move in with my grandmother(whom was recently diagnosed with stage 3, level c colon cancer which has spread to her lymph nodes)We are at the tale end of our food, I have barely any gas in the van, I have know idea how in the world I am going to save my moms house; shelter and feed my partner and I; and somehow get medical/dental/vision insurance so we can get some care.My partner(whom also has cancer) got some help in New Orleans, but he has become so despondent and tired of the run around he has pretty much given up.
However, I come to my wonderful audience to thank you all for continued encouragements, retweeting my tweets, and sharing on Facebook. I have now reached 8 subscribers on My YouTube channel, Gendermoon. Slowly but surely.
Be safe out there, KNOW YOUR LIMITS folks.
Peace, Light, and Love
About eight years ago I decided, thanks to my amazing partner, to publish the massive amount of poetry I had written over the years; as well as begin working on my first piece of fiction(a story based upon my life). It was not until two years ago that I finally published three poetry books, with three more ready for editing. It has been extremely difficult writing my life story.
After working in New Orleans, on the infamous Bourbon Street, at a restaurant for a year and enduring a myriad of customer service draining moments, I had to come back to my hometown. My grandfather also passed away. However, upon return I experienced three more jobs in the restaurant industry. My customer service spirit has been damaged and thus making it difficult to be in public. I have been scorned by so many people in the past then, to be scorned by the very people I worked for and desired nothing more than their happiness and pleasure. All this has made writing extremely difficult.
However with the recent, unexpected emotions , my grandmother being diagnosed with cancer, and the responsibility of caring for the home I was raised in, the gates have been opened. I do not know what this means or for how long the desire,the fire within, will burn. But, I hope you ride along with me each day and see where this new journey takes me.
Thank you for taking time out of your day to share in my experience.
Peace, Light, and Love
Diana Jay Crider
If you would like to check out one of my poetry books here they are
Stitches of Poetry:Volume 1
Awakened, Healing, Visions from the Unknown
Unexpected emotions, like a Tornado, come out of no where. My life has been a rollercoaster of emotions; people coming and going.
I have made many mistakes in the past. I have sought forgiveness from not only myself, but all those that I have hurt along the way. Recently I sought out an old friend from High School. I had over the years looked for this person and now twenty years later I found them. Out of no where these unresolved emotions splurge forth.
Emotions are weird like that. One minute you could be happy has lark and ten minutes later Satan himself.