If An Opportunity Comes
"We all die alone…before that we make choices.”
-as heard while watching a Season 1 episode of the TV Drama series “THE AMERICANS” on the night of July 3, 2014
Wednesday, August 31, 1988It’s the end of another month. Lottie is excited for me after I told her of my yearning to move to Los Angeles. That was a crazy statement, considering the fact that I’m pursuing graduate school at the University of San Francisco; however, what’s wrong with having more things ‘going-on’. When a decision has to be made it will be made with much careful thought (hopefully).
PHOTO: 'me' and mom (Virginia M Armijo-Lucero)
on August 31, 1988
I’m feeling that I need to spend more time with mom during this sensitive time (only one year since dad passed away). I accompanied her to our local South Shore Shopping Center after hanging-out with her at home today. I love her company. She likes when I come around too. That makes for easy, fun company.
September 3, 1988The week seems to fly by. I keep myself entrenched and focused while at work. My bosses love my productivity.
It’s September 3rd and mom’s Birthday is only three days away. I spent a big part of my day at her house (after my bike ride). I learned today that my niece, Holly, may not like comic books.
I have fun with my nieces when they’re at mom’s house. I almost feel like I’m their big brother. Ashley calls me “Uncle Mike” so that puts me in-check and makes me realize that I’m not their big bro at all. I still make it fun.
Mom encourages me to do what I want. She wants me to be happy. I sometimes see nervousness in her eyes. She finds it great that I’m pursuing graduate school. When I mention moving to Los Angeles she frowns a bit. I’m sure she doesn’t like the sound of it.
I here myself saying, “Mom, if I transfer to LA with Pac Bell I might find better career opportunities there. And just think…you can visit LA for four-day weekends. It would be a great change of scenery for you. Oh, I don’t know…I may be in the middle of grad school, so if an opportunity comesacross I will have to make a choice and decide.”
Mom sighs and smiles.
“You’ll help me decide, right?” I asked.
“I don’t know…I guess.”
“Say you will.”
“I will," she smiles, realizing that I value her opinions.
It’s amazing how I can get mom to set her mind to something. I’ve opened a door. Who knows? It’s also nice to know I can make decisions and have mom approve of some of them. She simply wants me happy (as I wish her to be as well).
The day was coming to a close. Ashley wanted all of the miniature toys to take home. Mom found a little laundry bag to place the toys. It’s cute how little toys amuse the kids. Decisions aren't as life-changing when one is a kid...or are they? I guess it depends on 'the toy'. What is my favorite toy? It’s the bike, of course. I wish I could ride in the TOUR DE FRANCE.
“When a woman sets her mind to something, to resist it was as foolish as trying to build a wall with your left foot.”
-Darcy O’Brien
A WAY OF LIFFE, LIKE ANY OTHER
-as heard while watching a Season 1 episode of the TV Drama series “THE AMERICANS” on the night of July 3, 2014Wednesday, August 31, 1988It’s the end of another month. Lottie is excited for me after I told her of my yearning to move to Los Angeles. That was a crazy statement, considering the fact that I’m pursuing graduate school at the University of San Francisco; however, what’s wrong with having more things ‘going-on’. When a decision has to be made it will be made with much careful thought (hopefully).
PHOTO: 'me' and mom (Virginia M Armijo-Lucero)
on August 31, 1988
I’m feeling that I need to spend more time with mom during this sensitive time (only one year since dad passed away). I accompanied her to our local South Shore Shopping Center after hanging-out with her at home today. I love her company. She likes when I come around too. That makes for easy, fun company.September 3, 1988The week seems to fly by. I keep myself entrenched and focused while at work. My bosses love my productivity.
It’s September 3rd and mom’s Birthday is only three days away. I spent a big part of my day at her house (after my bike ride). I learned today that my niece, Holly, may not like comic books.
I have fun with my nieces when they’re at mom’s house. I almost feel like I’m their big brother. Ashley calls me “Uncle Mike” so that puts me in-check and makes me realize that I’m not their big bro at all. I still make it fun. Mom encourages me to do what I want. She wants me to be happy. I sometimes see nervousness in her eyes. She finds it great that I’m pursuing graduate school. When I mention moving to Los Angeles she frowns a bit. I’m sure she doesn’t like the sound of it.
I here myself saying, “Mom, if I transfer to LA with Pac Bell I might find better career opportunities there. And just think…you can visit LA for four-day weekends. It would be a great change of scenery for you. Oh, I don’t know…I may be in the middle of grad school, so if an opportunity comesacross I will have to make a choice and decide.”Mom sighs and smiles.
“You’ll help me decide, right?” I asked.
“I don’t know…I guess.”
“Say you will.”
“I will," she smiles, realizing that I value her opinions.
It’s amazing how I can get mom to set her mind to something. I’ve opened a door. Who knows? It’s also nice to know I can make decisions and have mom approve of some of them. She simply wants me happy (as I wish her to be as well). 
The day was coming to a close. Ashley wanted all of the miniature toys to take home. Mom found a little laundry bag to place the toys. It’s cute how little toys amuse the kids. Decisions aren't as life-changing when one is a kid...or are they? I guess it depends on 'the toy'. What is my favorite toy? It’s the bike, of course. I wish I could ride in the TOUR DE FRANCE. “When a woman sets her mind to something, to resist it was as foolish as trying to build a wall with your left foot.”
-Darcy O’Brien
A WAY OF LIFFE, LIKE ANY OTHER
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