Wolf Within

As "change" approaches life again, a humble feeling sets in, one that reflects life's path and the belief that everything happens for a reason - in spite of how it may feel at the time.
I think how fortunate I have been and am - for the sincerest of gifts that have come from the heart - actions/gestures/thoughtfulness - exceeds any monetary value - there's just no $ figure that replaces the "actions" that come from within.
I've received letters of endorsement, kind words, encouragement and yep, even a couple of painted pictures - things that someone has set time aside for and felt the need to do... that's so wonderful - it's an expression that is priceless.
I've received funds that to some may seem feeble, but I have to say that when things are on the short end, $50 may as well be $1,000 - that's how appreciated it is!
And as of recent, another incident happened here in this place where we "reside" - it concerns my grandson and something irrelevant yet it isn't - My daughter finally moved out of that village in the end of June - her and my grandson are 22 kms away in the local town. My grandson, has made some friends, one of which he hangs out with the most, happens to be east indian, 13ish, totally canadianized with the blonde tips in his hair, a a tad on the heavy side - he's a great kid and I mean it, polite, soft spoken, positive nature, helpful and outright pleasant to be around. There's a skate park right across the street (and a path that leads along the grasss to it from my daughte's new place... ) and there's a swimming pool there as well.
One day about 6-7 weeks ago, my grandson got called a "nigger lover" and had his tire slashed on his bike when he came out of the pool. The Lifeguards were notified of the incident and my daughter went over to see them and ask if by any chance, my grandson was having trouble or being trouble. They answered no to both but said they'd keep their eyes open for any signs of more trouble.
Needless to say, it was upsetting, but my grandson, is able minded and he built himself another bike, till he earned the money to buy a new tube for his regular bike. (he works out at the farm with mom a day or two a week and earns his wages)
When he got the new tire tube, he fixed his bike and lent his "second" bike to his bud.
Within a couple of days, his bud called to tell him that my grandson's bike had been vandalized and there was a note attatched to it calling his friend "a nigger" -
The next thing we knew, there was a picture on the front page of the local paper, with the mom of my grandson's friend and my grandson's bike, the tire, again, slashed and parts and pieces of my grandson's bike... it was all kinda deceiving, or should I say, suggestive, that here was this poor mom, with a predjudice note and a kid's bike all torn apart...
My daughter and I went into the paper and explained that it had happened to my grandson and how the lifeguards at the pool were keeping a look out for anymore trouble... and now, to the other boy, but both bikes were my grandsons and he was also a victim - he did afterall, pay to have his first bike fixed and it got damaged within a couple of weeks and had at that point, gone 5 weeks (of summer) without a bike!!!, but the whole episode in itself, being called a nigger lover for having a good friend and having his bike vandalized, not once but twice, then having the bike he lent his friend, vandalized weeks later - that something more may be going on and by that we meant - general opinions that kids pick up on. And knowing my grandson, when someone called him a nigger lover - he probably responded "you jealous cause he's obviously a better person than you - you have a problem with that? Get a life and leave mine alone if you want to be like that"
And, anyone who knows either my daughter, myself or my grandson, well knows that general thought to be true.
At any rate, when my daughter was sitting with her boss, (the mrs of the farm family she works for) - the paper was sitting there and a comment was made about the general story and of course, the child's bike - my daughter explained everything to her boss and her boss - (what a gal she is sometimes i tell ya) - went out and bought my grandson a BRAND NEW BIKE! AND surprised everyone with it!@
My grandson was so excited, he was out and about for like 5 hours - lookin for buds to go riding with.
I learned 2 things from that - one, that as his grandmother, who has so badly wanted to go out and get him a new bike, that a time for change needs to be implemented so that I can better serve my family...
and two,
that things happen for a reason and the "action" taken by my daughter's boss upon hearing what happened to my grandson's bikes and why, knowing what a hard worker he is and how serious he takes things, her understanding and compassion, brought about an action from the heart.... a thought, an act of good intent.
And while the bike has a monetary value, both my daughter and I got teary eyed - the thought was so unexpected and appreciated. Overwhelming almost
And then I come in here and see a gold leaf beside my name and whether it's a mistake or not, it still brought a smile into my day!
Simple pleasantries have just gotta be the best - tis a funny life this past while, however, it has brought about different positive aspects that have showed me a different recourse.
I "think" I've found my next home.
SO many efforts have been made and come so close to being reality, but just weren't meant to be as yet - this new place is located kinda central to areas I'd like to work.
It is within my price range, recluse, in an area that I'd like to look around and find a small acreage within the next year, to carry out the society's plans for a retreat type center that brings out small groups of kids, seniors and mildly physically handicapped individuals.
I contacted the realtor who got back to me with details and I returned contact with an offer to purchase and the downpayment I have and haven't heard back from him in a few days.
Damn, I'm calling tomorrow and hope I can make this one happen.
I'm in the process of doing the totals for 2006 - yes, my last year and now all I need to do is find a reasonable accountant and get an audit so I can fill out the forms for the bank and get my money together.....
I do want this place, it has it's downside of course and I will need water to drink, sewage removal and oil deliveries - but it would be my home, where I can finally make some changes and create an area for the remaining critters to come and go and be secluded from the entire house.
A place for me to work out of, set up my art room, get back into fixing up houses and I've seriouslly thought about being a Realtor. (some have some questionable tactics as I have found out in the past while) I think I'd like to give it a go, I do know alot about structural and building codes, I have fixed many in my past for other realtors, so why not do it for myself?
I see this new place, as a place I can make a living, a place where I can work out of the house on my other things and be at home - finally! A place I can flush the toilet, take a shower, wash my clothes and the bedding of the critters, a place to be warm in the winter, a place where life can change and build back up -
it's been said that when you are surrounded by not so well wishers, that nothing good can happen - logical enough... so i'm throwing this one to the universe and will get in touch with the realtor to see what is up and if the file is still active... it's not the little farmstead I wanted, (that was only $60,000) but it is something that I can afford and not have to worry too much about making ends meet and it is a new beginning.
OK, time for some meditation and action so that I can finally be at home....
Good things happen in 3's don't they?