Karma is a fickle bitch

Karma is a fickle bitch: In which Karma pulls the rug out from under me. Pa... : "I worked at the same place for 21 years. A nationally know grocery store chain I started working there when I was 17 , they were like that l..."

I worked at the same place for 21 years. A nationally know grocery store chain I started working there when I was 17 , they were like that large quirky extended family that everyone has. They saw me graduate from high school, fall in love , get married, have children , bury my grandparents. This store was who I was, a hard working funny , diet soda loving , sometime grouchy person but we all got along. We worked as a team. I had worked there so long I got to know several customers personally as friends. Until November of 2005. As karma would have it I was on vacation my husband and I were doing some Christmas shopping in the big city of Little Rock, when I spotted a fellow co-worker he said "Hello talk about a small world." What are you doing here?" I told him Christmas shopping . He said "Where have you been all week? Have you heard the big news?" I said " What big news? Are we getting a new boss.? He said " No they are making a big announcement on M...

I was only a few hours old when I had my first run in with karma. I was supposed to be born in my small town . The year was 1967 it was December and I was not due for a few more weeks so on Dec. 23rd my parents decided to run to the next town over for a bit of last minute Christmas shopping. But as Karma would have it my mom went into to labor while shopping. There was no fathers allowed in the delivery room back then, no cutting of the cord by  dear old dad.  Pretty much what you saw on the old t.v. shows were true dads pacing, smoking , napping waiting for the arrival of their bundle of joy. So dad waited, and waited finally a nurse came and told dad  his bundle of joy had arrived. Dad follows the nurse were she goes behind a large glass window know as the nursery. Nurse smiles at dad he smiles back in her arms is a beautiful bundle of joy , a dark, curly haired babe dad smiled , nurse smiled. Then a  different look came over dads face a questioning , puzzled loo...

How you may ask can all this stuff , this crap, this bad Karma happen to one person? It does not happen all day every day. Usually my day is just a regular boring day. No, I do not make this stuff up sometimes I wish I did but then I really would have a boring life. I like to think of these crazy wacky days as adventures.  Sometimes the road of life is a bumpy one, so instead of fighting it I just go with it. We all have days like these where we want to go home and start over but there is no rewind button in life. So why not live it , enjoy it , write about it. So strap yourself in and enjoy the ride.