Just Like That

You Are Someone Very Special

Yes, I am the man who had physical therapy an hour ago

I was sitting in my car

Ready to leave

I see three green trees looking back at me

Coming in for my muscle ache

How wonderful it is

Meeting not one but two half ladies

Sitting behind a reception desk

Lovely and so sweet

They greet me with a great big good morning

To tell you the truth

My eyes aren't even open yet

Dreaming of the day I don't have to come

I feel so much better

Not to brag or boast

There are no words to describe

How different each day is

When so many faces come and go

I reached for my wallet

Where is my schedule ?

In a panic

My next visit ?

Quickly thinking

Did I even take it

I lost it already

I begin to laugh

I would of never come

If I didn't get neck pain

I looked down again

There it was tucked in my pocket tightly

What a relief and pleasure

Both emotions at the same time

So often we don't tell people

Our thoughts kept as our little secrets

Left in our own minds

Oh God

Never to be revealed

Not even a single word

Once and awhile we have the chance

To break out of our aweful shell

Share with other people what we really think

These two kind and delightful ladies

Showed me how it's done

As easy as typing words on the computer screen

With the weekend nipping at our toes

Everyone in a hurry

People rushing to relax

Wouldn't it be something

If Monday thru Thursday was treated the same way

If I left I would soon forget

So I took the time now

Writing this down

So you will know

Our conversation grew legs of it's own

Raised my spirits to a new height

In a way my body can't go

Just like that

Fall is here and one day soon

The ground will be covered in crystal white snow










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shanmarie 2 months ago from Texas

Two half ladies? You made me chuckle, but I get the imagery. I like the way you set the scene for this one. It's true that we rarely share our thoughts out loud - unless someone asks. And even then, we often brush it off without a full response. I'll confess that is often fine with me - not sharing thoughts. But I'm not much of an extrovert most of the time. I tend to share more with people who are close to me, but I find beauty in that too. I like the sharing and exchanging of thoughts and feelings. It makes me feel more connected to people. Sometimes it happens with random people at the most random times, as you described here. Nice to make new friends, huh?

By the way, since you were interested in my "garden" (I dont' really call it that because the pumpkins were more of an accident and the rest of the things are in containers or a mess in the yard), today we roasted pumpkin seeds out of a couple of the pumpkins. There were several more that came on the vine since that lucky summer harvest of one. Unfortunately, they were attacked by some kind of little green worm. The seeds were still yummy, but once the area around the stem is punctured, the pumpkin tends to spoil quickly. So my son cut three more off the vine today that are still green. He's hoping they will ripen on their own and that they will be more edible. So that's one still on the vine, two that rotted on the vine, and seven harvested, for a total of ten so far. Not bad for an accidental pumpkin vine that had a mind of its own and wouldn't train. It's all in front of our porch steps. I'm kind of ready to cut it down and try again next year perhaps. And I'm ready for some cherry tomatoes that are popping on the tomato plant.


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Nellieanna 2 months ago from TEXAS

Interesting thoughts about the day's progress and the people who've populated it!!

We don't live in a vacuum. We're all rolling around in fairly similar kaleidoscopes which may settle in one pattern or another, but all do settle and take stock of the place and circumstances.

Here's a little poem I wrote 44 years ago as I ruminated on our human connections:

SPECIE

I tend to disbelieve

That I’m unique

Among my fellow-man,

That troubles troubling me

Trouble me alone,

That nostalgia

For a better way

Is mine

Exclusively!

So here I am,

To seek,

Perchance to find

To be.

______© Nellieanna H. Hay

2-9-72


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DREAM ON 2 months ago Author

Shanmarie Here I was at a visit to the physical therapist and the receptionists stole the show. They are always hidden. They do a wonderful job of making sure we come when needed but also if we can't be there they understand and can work it out. They realize things happen and will help out however possible. Comforting the patients who need to come and maybe had to juggle their schedules to be here. They have empathy and at the same time do an amazing job making sure all the visits run smoothly.I have been to other appointments elsewhere in this is not the case. The receptionists have showed an attitude and show they have all the power. Making you feel uncomfortable. I have come for about twelve visits and each time handled in an exceptional manner. I have been taken early and they were quick to respond to any situation. They also took time out of there way to really care. Not just lip service. I have gone to eye doctors offices where all you do is wait. Other appointments where they become angry if your late. Insistent that this appointment is the only thing in life that matters. We wouldn't go if we didn't think it was important. At the same time we would love to be anywhere else. It is hard to squeeze in any kind of doctors visits when our schedules are busy enough. We had had small conversations before and after which they also remembered. I almost once again forgot. Not because they weren't important just because our minds our going a mile a minute. So between the incredible therapist that help us take the pain away and find ways to keep it under control and at least tolerable. What a great all around staff. Now as for your garden keep the stories coming. I enjoy them all. Thank you for reading and sharing.


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DREAM ON 2 months ago Author

Nellieanna It is so true that everytime we interact with other people we become changed in some way.I like to think we pick up good good habits from someone else and adopt them as our own.I loved your poem. I am especially grateful that you have carefully safe guarded it all these years. I know how easy things can get lost or ruined and then a special writing that you poured your heart and soul into is gone. What once was has now disappeared quicker than a leaf blowing away in a strong wind. Your writings are so important not only to you but to everyone who knows how hard it is to translate life into words. So that other people can feel your enormous passion and desire to share and care. Thank you so much. Life is grand. I for one am amazed at all the good people in our lives that make our saddest days quietly fade away ever so smoothly exactly the same way our day turns into night. One second it's light next second it's pitch black. Have a happy Sunday.


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Nellieanna 2 months ago from TEXAS

I just love how you were aware of the pretty trees as you prepared to go in for your therapy. And the way you gave appreciation and honor to the kindly ‘half-ladies’ behind the receptionist desk and the way they put you at ease with smiles and greetings, even as you had a struggle to find your wallet and schedule. I can visualize it all.

Aw-that's so kind of you, Michael, to mention the value of my poetry. One of the main values for me of poetry writing is that it can capture a moment of life in so few words, which otherwise would be blown away like a leaf, as you say. I look upon my poetry, especially in some eras of my life, as a very private diary, where I could confide my thoughts and they were truly private except to myself. How gratifying when they also 'speak' to others as they are experiencing some trials and triumphs of their own. Know what I mean? I even wrote many poems about the service poetry brings to the poet.

Yes, I did manage to keep up with most of my poetry and tried to do it in an orderly way. I had a full day's duties but inspiration would hit me frequently during most days, too. Each day's poems were added as they were written (and dated) to notebooks, beginning in 1968. I have 7 of those thick notebooks of them. I published a hub about that, 5 years ago.

http://hubpages.com/literature/HANDMADE-MANUSCRIPT...

At the top in that hub, there’s a picture of the notebooks and ‘blank books’ I’ve recorded my poetry in and some folders of scrappy papers of poetry. Further down there are some pictures of poems in my own hand-writing. I used to think they had to be handwritten to really say what they were trying to say. Typing changes the format and how they enter one’s eyes, which is part of their presentation. But back then, I didn’t really share them, anyway. They were my personal diary.

Unfortunately, a very unkind man destroyed most of my earlier poetry which I'd written poetry all my life. That severe unkindness probably made me more protective of what I was writing then and thereafter, just knowing how fragile it is if someone chooses to destroy it. At that time I felt I had to keep duplicates to be sure the meanness wouldn't again wreck havoc, as it did from time to time. So

I hand-wrote an entire duplicate copy of the first volume of notebooks of the poetry for safekeeping.

Later on when that was no longer a danger, I sometimes scribbled poems down on backs of used envelopes or scraps of paper which were harder to keep up with. I saved then but not in an orderly way! I've been trying to transcribe all those hand-written poems to the computer and all were hand-written. I still prefer to write them on paper by hand. However, I've discovered "Notes" on my cell phone and sometimes will jot down a poem on it! So handy if inspiration comes while in bed. I always have the cellphone nearby and it provides its own light. Having to get up, get paper and pencil and a light almost uses up the time before the inspiration vanishes! haha.

Oh, yes — I’m amazed at all the good people in our lives. It’s important to be a ‘good person’ for one’s own darker days, too, so that we can share the good with others. We must store-up good feelings for those times. YOU are certainly a bright light in others’ lives, Michael! You always notice others’ feelings and offer cheery thoughts. Hugs.


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Dim Flaxenwick 2 months ago from Great Britain

I love the line.... our conversation grew legs of its own .As always you bring such valid points to lighthe.


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DREAM ON 2 months ago Author

Nellieanna Life has a unique way of preenting itself. If it's through a single leaf to the strong winds that blow off the ocean. Surrounded by nature it's so much fun finding the clues and playing an afternoon game of hide and seek. Thank you for all your beautiful insightful thoughts. When you wake up in the morning may you have the energy of ten men and the youth of a young baby. So you may accomplish more and have a rejuvinate the body.


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DREAM ON 2 months ago Author

Dim Flaxenwick I am excited and so happy to hear from you.I am still writing and trying to bring my unfiltered thoughts to the surface. Sometimes they have a beautiful flow other times they are scattered and tossed like a salad. Either way it's what I think, feel and who I am under my skin. I never know how people are going to react to the off the cuff, genuine me. I have never been anyone different so I don't know any other way. I enjoy the people who constantly make me think and dream a bigger dream. The hubbers who took the time to read any of my hubs. I know they are rough as a rocky edge but even rocks have a natural beauty. Thank you for reading and sharing. If you look into your mirror and give a great big smile. I know you can do better than that. Brush your hair and now see how beautiful you are in the inside and out. That's what I see and feel every day. Keep smiling and a good laugh always helps.


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Nellieanna 2 months ago from TEXAS

N-o-t always with the energy of 10 men or youth of a young baby!. haha - It's vital to realize that keeping on keeping' on takes real effort, which increases as one ages as one's 'prime' diminishes with every day.

No, there is no free ticket. It's many small choices for the healthier thing even when the other choice is more fun and appealing or even being imposed on oneself. It's pushing oneself past the small voice that says 'I can't. . .(or don't want to)' and demonstrating that one can if one puts forth great effort and withstands both the temptation to give in and the aches/pains of pushing oneself. It's accepting and taking responsibility that when things do become 'older and feebler', at least part of it is the result of making some of the choices one has made, -- but, even then, not to give up or give in and telling oneself it's too late to do anything about it. It's never too late to improve what happens and avoid some of what has not happened! But it's not always the easy way for oneself. Makes no difference what others may or may not do. It's a personal do-it-yourself thing and a live-with-it-yourelf thing.

I'm strong on this because I am sometimes viewed as somehow having super breaks others don't. I still have time to right that misconception for the sake of those I care about. It is not the fact for me at all, and in some ways, there have been worse breaks than one might imagine, starting at birth. I won't list them, but it is important for your own best interest to not attribute my health and longevity to having been born lucky and never encountering trials, if for no other reason than that my example of endurance can empower yourself to take courage to always face yours with the same dogged determination and faith I've needed all these many years, rather than just figuring it was all a bed of roses for me!

Anyway, I, same as you, dear inspiring friend, firmly believe that good attitude is the most vital ingredient for living as healthily and as long as possible. Like you, it is also very important to seek the company of people who uplift and help oneself and people whom one can uplift and help, in turn. I see you doing that all the time, dear Michael. So keep on keeping' on and never give up! Hugs.


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DREAM ON 2 months ago Author

Nellieanna I have heard of many people who struggle every day of their lives. Like you,who have gone through some very tough times you worked hard at surviving and making things happen.I never thought you have had it easy. I do love and appreciate your life approach to each day. I don't believe we depend on luck to live our life. I do believe there are times in our life that are amazing and unexplainable. Where years earlier or later the same person with similar circumstances had a whole different outcome. I do believe people can be at the right place at the right time.There are also people who lived good lives and their life cut short. I think God knows the only answer why. I also believe we can take problems and turn them into opportunities of a lifetime. You have lived a great deal more years with many more experiences. I respect your opinion and choices. I never said I have the answers to anything. What I do have is a way that has worked for me. We can only live our own lives no matter how hard it is to watch other people suffer and struggle. I believe many of the worlds problems can be solved if people took the time to be more creative and use their mind to reach any number of possible solutions. Thank you for reading and sharing. Have a wonderful afternoon.


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Nellieanna 7 weeks ago from TEXAS

I have to smile. GMTA - Great Minds Think Alike. I smile because we are both pretty humble about ours. But I just replied to your reply on some other of your hubs and said almost exactly many of the things you are saying here, such as that I don’t have the answers for others, unless they see and choose the correlation to their own experiences, but for my part, it's that my only responsibility is for my own views and actions, same as you say you feel about yours.

I also acknowledge that, as you say here, there are inexplicable ‘good’ or not-so-good things that happen to people which may not be the results of what they’ve done or put into motion. However, again - I'm convinced that we (at least, I) don’t know ALL the things in their inner being or past experiences, or even how it is for them at that moment.

They may have just had a huge clash with their spouse or boss. Their child could have just told them a heart-breaking thing- crashed the car, got hooked on drugs, got pregnant, or had a heartbreaking fight with best friend. For a parent, any of those things is a big downer, some bigger but all significant. Or perhaps they learned that they or a loved one has a dreadful disease, broke a bone that changes their productivity, lost a legal case or medical coverage. A loved one could have just died. Any of these things and many others could upset one's equilibrium and caused them to respond to something badly. If we knew of it and then it didn't upset them, we'd wonder if they had a heart!

Life is generous with its lessons, so even if someone is a very good person and there is nothing going on to upset him/her to cause a bad response or experience, there may be some rough edges needed to be smoothed in order to bring the person up to his/her full capacity for being a really much better person for good. As you say, only God knows all these things.

So oftentimes a ‘bad’ thing is for one’s good and may open up doors or windows which a person didn’t even know existed otherwise. So it can help one in learning to ‘take problems and turn them into opportunities of a lifetime’, exactly as you say! Life is a sort of objective classroom so it is people's subjective responses which define which people CAN learn those valuable lessons. Maybe there is a reason for that, too. That’s where faith has to come in. We need to be generous with each other.

Having faith in life’s meaning, including that it will end, if someone’s life is cut shorter than is the norm is vital. For that person, God may have other plans which we cannot fully fathom. In any case, we don’t know what tragedy they may be spared by going on earlier. What we should not do is to allow it to change our own course and faith. If someone gives up and ends his/her own life, that is ultimately sad. And it does happen, but our own choice for ours is what we must answer for, no matter how saddened it is when someone else takes that choice.

I also know from experience that I cannot mentally literally run through these possibilities- and others I’ve not considered - which MAY be shaping how someone else is behaving. So I don’t, unless I’ve stopped to consider them as I am now. Instead, I give them benefit of the doubt automatically unless they’re so blatantly deliberately being bad that I just have to move on and away and ‘leave them to heaven’. That us VERY VERY RARE. No one seems that awful unless it may be one of the candidates for highest office which expands its bad effects too exponentially even to imagine. I pray it does not happen or that my assessment is wrong.

I also fully believe that creativity leads to one’s expanse of mind and heart. I also believe that everyone has potential creativity, so it’s a personal pursuit to find and develop it. If someone doesn’t, well, it’s their loss, and possibly a loss to the world. But, again, I can only live my life and deal with its challenges. Face it, creativity is a pursuit and an effort, too, plus it may or may not appeal to anyone else. So choosing to pursue it for its own sake is challenging, in a way. Meanwhile - others are living the moments of their own lives they have and have made, and that determines what they know to do, can do and choose to do at any given time. It's theirs 100%. Theirs is not mine. I'm kinda relieved, too. I have a full enough chore 'doing me' and trying to keep me on course! :)


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DREAM ON 7 weeks ago Author

Nellieanna You covered so many things in great detail I love reading your responses. They are like mini sub stories in a story. I am and always have been fascinated with people that smile and are happy. Not just on the outside but through every bone of their being. I see how the outside influences affect us constantly. There is something going on deep below the surface that stirs up my emotions like a good pasta sauce cooking on the stove for hours. When it is served it can be eaten many times bringing the same result to so many different people at the same time. It can be reheated later and bring back all the incredible feelings felt before. Then even after the last taste is gone the memory left such a lasting impression we crave and can't wait till we do it again. I think went the spaghetti sauce is being made and all the ingredients are added there is one special ingredient no one ever talks about. That is love and that makes all the difference in the world. So if it's reading your comments, writing a short poem, reading someone else's writings or living life one second at a time I see and feel the love. Thank you for your wonderful responses at my age it takes me a little longer to give a reply. (lol)


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Nellieanna 7 weeks ago from TEXAS

Your mention of pasta sauce and the correlation to the special ingredient that makes it special reminds me of an old pasta sauce advertisement I always liked. It said "It's in there!" - talking about what made theirs so special.

Thanks for the nice compliments! Hugs.


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DREAM ON 7 weeks ago Author

Nellieanna I am glad somethings never change and like it a lot when other things do. I guess I can't make up my mind and I'm torn between two worlds. Thanks so much.Happy Friday.

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