Every politician has one thing in common, not one of these politicians know what the American people really need or who really we are! This is “the Real America!” Living in an extended stay hotel was a learning experience. One, I never expected. People hooked on drugs, drug dealers and prostitutes are only make a small percentage of the people living in extended stay hotels. The vast majority of residents are families and all the residents have one thing in common, their circumstances. “Never judge someone till you have walked in their shoes.” Everyone has their own reason for their circumstances. Most of society condemn the people on drugs, but stop and think about it. The majority of society is addicted to something in one form or another. Some spiral into the abyss and have not found the way out and others will never find their way out. People are quick to condemn prostitutes, but they are just supporting a habit after falling into that abyss or even to support their families. When a person gets into a situation and has no way to turn, he or she do what they have to in order to survive. There are so many families living in extended stay hotels for one reason or another. But they all have one thing in common, they are stuck! And they do not know which way to turn. Some families lose homes either to eviction or foreclosure due to cut hours or the loss of their jobs. Others just do not pay their bills, most of the time it is because they do not know how to manage their money. It is so easy to fall into that abyss and not be able to find their way out before they lose everything. With no alternative they end up living in an extended stay hotel room with their families or the unthinkable the streets. Another reason is they do not make enough money to rent a home or apartment. Plus, once you have lost everything and end up in an extended stay hotel you cannot rent or buy a place. There are no landlords that will rent or loan companies that will loan money after a credit and background check is acquired. They do not look at the circumstances surrounding reason for the situation that these families are in. So they are trapped with no light at the end of their very long tunnel. The sad part is for most of these families, even to get into housing, there is a very long waiting list. For the most part, the majority of the families that have a home or apartment have to work two to three jobs just to pay the bills and buy food. The major diet in most homes in America consist of mac and cheese, hot dogs, white rice, potatoes, ramen noodles, peanut butter with white bread, Kool-Aid and lot of sugar and rarely milk. This is the normal American diet due to money for food is usually very limited. The really sad part is most employers only give their employees enough hours with very low wages so they do not have to supply insurance and if you work one minute over your hours you get written up or sent home early. Now we have our potential politicians that are running for government offices and preaching they know what the American people need, which is a real joke! The majority these potential politicians have no clue and have never experienced what it is like to have to survive from pay check to pay check and still lose everything because their hours were cut or even the loss of their jobs. So I believe all that every person that runs for any office in our government, before they can run for that office they should be required to live and work for at least three months or more to experience what the American people actually live with day in and day out. They must provide proof that they completed this task before they can run for any government office. That means they either live in an extended stay hotel room with their families or in the housing projects or a home or apartment in the poorest neighborhoods, because this is where three forth of Americans live now due to the fact that they cannot make enough money to live on. These potential politicians must be required while living in their new housing to work jobs that majority of Americans work! two to three jobs at a time with, limited hours and limited pay. They must drive a cheap car that you pray will get you back and forth to work if you are lucky enough to afford one, or walk to and from work. There is always the transit system, but you have to time everything or you still end up walking anyways! Welcome to the real America! Now the potential politician must be required to start their real American experience without any of their own credits cards, money or their own cars. The potential politicians and their families: do not forget the pets! Must be require to live, shop, work and attend the public schools. They will pay the bills from their new payroll checks that they earned from their new low paying jobs including housing, utilities, insurance (health and auto), gas, cell phones and if there is any money left over there is food, clothes and school supplies to be bought. They must be required to live how the real hard working Americans live and they must experience it completely before they are able to say they know what the American people need. The real American dream went out the window years ago when the top 1% decided they wanted to be more wealthy, so they started taking everything from their employees even their dignity to add to their deep pockets. The really sad part is, the employees are the people that make the profits and keep the companies running for the wealthy 1%. Most employees are never rewarded or even appreciated for all their hard work. This is “The Real America!” By Cynthia Heppe 04/24/2016
“The tiny house movement.” There are shows on television that teaches a person or family how to live in a tiny space such as a tiny house on land, seas, wheels or even a tree house. They teach them how to pare down in order to live and function in a such a small space. I love watching these shows. We have been living in the tiny home world for almost six years now, due to circumstances. Boy have we have learned a lot. From packing everything we needed and what we though were important to us into one room in an extended stay hotel with a dog and three cats. We bought a hot plate and electric grill and my brother and sister-in-law gave us a mini refrigerator and crock pot. We were set! Right! so we thought. OK we moved all of our worldly possessions into the hotel room, plus the dog, now mind you he is not a small dog, but not really that big, thirty-three pounds or so and the three cats. The first thing we needed to do was to maneuver a path. That was fun! After the first day and the initial shock of the situation sunk in. You start to adapt. First you figure out what you need to use on a daily basis. Food, dishes, personal items, clothes, shoes etc. Then you derive a plan on where to put everything, that is a feat in its self. After every nook and granny is stuffed and you start setting up a makeshift kitchen. Then the reality strikes! three cats, tight quarters and the litter house! First thing, change cat food, number one on list. Second, where in the heck do you put the litter house so the dog does not want a snack! Yuk! And then the mess. The bathrooms are really too small to put it there, so then where. My solution was to create a cave for the litter house; in the closet between boxes so the cats and I could get to it and the dog couldn’t, crisis averted! You learn what food will keep and how to store it. The best learning experience was washing dishes in the bathroom sink. Thank God for bleach and antibacterial dish soap. Then after a year of living in a hotel room the fire happened. The hotel burnt to the ground. Along with us, everyone living at the hotel lost everything we owned. In the days after the fire we learned the everything we thought we needed was just stuff and replaceable. The most important thing was our loved ones and most of the animals were safe. Living in a hotel room which is about an average of 325 square foot including the bathroom for about a month or two can be and eye opener. So with everything that you plan to take to a tiny house this is one way for a person or a family can discover whether or not they can survive tiny house living. Doing this is one way to find out before they spend the money on a tiny house. Now we live in a hundred and ninety-five square foot fifth wheel camper. We have a lot of room and losing everything we learned what we actually need and what is most important. We love living tiny, so does our animals.
Our happy campers
Mike and Donna at their daughter’s wedding dance, photo from their album
Donna my sister-in-law was the strongest person I have ever known. I never seen anyone fight so hard to beat breast cancer. Her first fight was lung cancer and she beat it. But the cancer was still in her body hiding. The sad part was she never smoked a day in her life, was very active and always ate healthy. Then five years later she was diagnosed with breast cancer right before Christmas. This was her most favorite time of the year. She and my brother always made Christmas special for all of us (they spoiled my kids rotten). Christmas was so special for her. Shortly after Christmas the doctor removed her left breast and several lymph followed with radiation treatments and weeks of chemo, nausea, puking, constipation and diarrhea. The first couple of weeks she was so sick and terrified, then she lost all her beautiful long red hair. The sad part was the only thing I could do for her was be there, to hold her, talk to her about everything even stupid stuff. When something funny or stupid would happen at work I would tell her just to get her to laugh. She was finished with the radiation first, then finish her round of chemo, the one thing that helped was between my brother, my niece, my nephew and myself one of us was always there with her during her chemo treatments. She was winning the fight and the doctor told her she was cancer free. Not long after she became really nauseous, exhausted and lost a lot of weight. First the doctors treated her for kidney stones. That seem to help, but was not the problem. She was getting worst and was crying a lot, all I could do is hold her. My nephew and I keep making her favorite foods trying to find something she could keep down. My brother took her to her favorite restaurants and David, my son would sit and talk politics with her, something that she enjoyed. Nothing helped, she was getting sicker and more terrified. Then the doctor gave her the devastating news that she had Stage IV breast cancer in was in her bones and liver. When she told me my heart broke for her. Later when no one was a round she said wanted to talk to me. She told me that said she was so scared and was trembling, I could see the fear in her face. Then she started crying and all I could do is hold her and tell her everything was going to be alright. Not long after the doctor started an aggressive type of chemo, she was such a trouper between being so sick and losing her hair again. My brother took a leave of absence from his job to be there for and take care of her. They would go to Disney her favorite place, watch funny movies, and argue about politics. They messed together perfectly for forty-three years even though they were polar opposites. Theirs was a love story that should be written. She tried to keep her spirits up even after the cancer went to her brain. She had to endure more radiation targeting the caner in her brain. She started losing her eye sight, but she seemed to be feeling better again and going to Disney and would come to visit me. The night we went to look at my camper to see if it was the one to buy, I fell in love it as soon as I walked in the door; but I knew by the look on her face it was the right one to buy. When we got back to their RV my bother went inside; so she and I talk about the camper being perfect, I had to go so I gave her a hug and told everything was going to be alright now. Her favorite festival of the year was the Florida Strawberry Festival in Plant City. After they went to the Strawberry Festival she became very ill with a virus and was taken to the hospital. I went to visit her and that was the last time I seen her before she passed. She fought so hard and long to beat the cancer, but a stupid virus took her away from us. Breast cancer affects the whole family. Every member of the family must to pull together to help their love one though their terrifying battle. This is Donna story, a segment of what life is like fighting breast cancer and how our family pulled together to support her. Donna touched so many lives and was so loved. She is still so missed by everyone.
Pray for everyone that has breast cancer and donate to cancer research. One life lost to breast cancer is too many.
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Unwanted items transformed. The cabinets were built out of recycle doors, furring stripes and the counter top was a piece of recycled plywood, using a jig saw to cut the wood, a tape measure, a piece of sand paper, a bottle of glue and a drill with screws to put it all together. There is beauty in a dog and cat laying peacefully side by side, they too were once unwanted.
My blog today stems from a mother yelling at her child because he knocked something over on the shelve which then fell on the floor and broke. The look on that child’s face brought back so many remembers of what that moment in time felt like. I enjoy writing because so there are many things to write about, but for me and so many other people like myself reading and writing is very difficult. Our minds work a little differently than the rest of the world around us. Growing up was really hard. School was no fun at all. Gym class was horrible, no one wants to have you on their team or their partner for any of the dances. Forget catching a ball or even trying to bat it, but you try anyway only to get picked on. Simple things like judging distance, left and right or putting on a stupid garden hose can be frustrating. Being Dyslexic is a real problem for so many children and adults. It is a real pain when writing and typing, trying to keep from scrambling words and spelling correctly. Another problem is typing taht instead of that or double typing words the the or even whole sentences or thoughts. Mirrors are really horrible, they make some Dyslexics extremely dizzy and unbalanced which make you feel like you have vertigo. There are advantages to having a problem like Dyslexic you become an over achiever and can see beauty in things that other people cannot see. Like items that people think are junk or just plain ugly we see beauty. We achieve and adapt. We can be proud of ourselves and of what we achieve. Like us, “Albert Einstein, one of the great minds of the century,” was Dyslexic. Many become scientist, photographers, artist, writers and entertainers and most of the time people do not even know they are Dyslexic. So when you see a child struggle to read or write or just knock something over. Stop before you get angry and think, is he or she is just miss behaving or does that child or my child have a problem. Just taking a moment to step back decide if maybe there is a reason for the problem can save a lot of heartache and problems for that child and their future.
Pictures taken with a LG G Stylo Smart phone
Today while trying to unplug the black water storage, it gave an ideal about my blog post. We became member of camping world community after losing everything we owned in the fire at the Vacation Lodge Hotel where we were living at the time. The economy took its toll on so many families at that time as well as us. We survived and now we are living tiny! in a fifth wheel camper. The main thing we learned was the material things are just stuff and replaceable. The important was that our families and pets made it out of the fire safely. After the fire we were having so many problems getting paper work replaced along with so many other families; and with no home and not able to obtain a place to live we were stuck in an abyss. I thank God every day for my brother and sister-in-law for letting us live with them until we had the money to buy our camper. So I started writing about everything including my favorite topic the environment. You let a tragedy defeat you or you can blossom and grow from it. I chose to grow. So here I created a tranquil place under my fifth wheel, a minnie patio. Plus my cave, this is my room I created just for me to create my art, designs and writing. It is amazing what a person can achieve in a tiny space.
I took these photos in Clermont Florida with a Fujiflim point and shoot camera in February 2012
What do you see when you look at each of these photos? Some people would notice the water, some the lily pads, dry grass or water grasses. Other people would just see weeds. It depends on who ask. What is really sad is most people do notice that both photos are completely void of wildlife. The first thing I saw with this pond, even though it was very beautiful, the pond was completely void of wildlife. No ducks, frogs, or alligators not even a fire fly. I did not even see any tad poles or fish. Here in Florida I found this to be unusual. The retention pond even have tad poles, birds and ducks, plus the occasional alligator.
As an environmentalist I notice things that most people do not see. To me the fact that this pond was void of any wildlife was concerning to me. Does this concern anyone else?
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