Questions We All Face in Life

G. Bell Earl

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Life can often times be quite difficult. Just when things start to going well, somehow something comes along and changes that. In Questions We All Face in Life, author Earl G. Bell draws attention to how one may handle those high and low spirits, among other topics. In his book, Earl focuses on situations and questions everyone faces: Wouldn't it be nice to relive those fun memories that pop up from time to time, even if it were just a flash?Should people question those times when things happen such as the loss of a job or not being able to afford that planned weekend getaway? Are there any meanings to dreams?Is it important to set goals?Can getting out into nature really help free the mind? In this, his first book, Earl's goal is to bring attention to those subjects that people tend to not think aboutbut should. These are subjects that feed the mind and that can engage you in your own journey of discovery.

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• Publié par: Inspiring Voices
• Date de parution: 04 décembre 2013
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781462407224
• Langue: English

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Copyright © 2013 Earl G. Bell.
 
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ISBN: 978-1-4624-0721-7 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-4624-0722-4 (e)
 
Library of Congress Control Number: 2013915044
 
 
Inspiring Voices rev. date: 11/19/13

Table of Contents
Acknowledgment:
Preface
Chapter 1: Self
Emotions
Procrastination
Choices
Standing Alone
Hiding
Tenacity
Time
Fears
Anger
Expectations
Aiming High
Happiness
Memories
Gratitude
Reading
Chapter 2: Angels & Spirit Guides / Inner Self
Meditation & Affirmations
Visions
Healing Light
Silence
Throwing Stones
Dreams
Chapter 3: Others / Caring
Transition
Relationships
Benevolence
Giving
Our words
Say It!
Poor Me
Rudeness
Forgiveness
Planting Seeds
Passing Over
Schoolchildren
If Asked
Chapter 4: Relaxation
Nature
Listening
Vacations

 
THE AUTHOR OF this book does not dispense medical advice or prescribe the use of any technique as a form of treatment for physical or medical problems without the advice of a physician, either directly or indirectly. The intent of the author is only to offer information of a general nature to help you in your search for emotional and spiritual well-being.

Acknowledgment:
I WOULD LIKE to acknowledge the following people for their kind words and positive feedback which gave me the encouragement to push forward with this adventure. Please forgive me for who I might have left out, you know who you are.
Joel Waller, Peter Giura, Roger Stillman, Windy Licka, Janis Delmonte, Jim Merring, Carol Norris, Deborah Mussett, David Theriault, Shirley Inzar, Patricia Grace, Darlene Tutt, Elizabeth McCadden, Jennifer Maciag, Susan Polito, and my photographer Jimmy Harris .
Thank you so much Mary Strange for all your help, you are an angel.
Special thanks go to my dear friend Dorcas Atherton who was a huge support for me in the writing of my book and during the passing of my partner Michael Zielinski.
A big thank you to my sister Hollis M. Qualls who from time to time would ask me about my writing, she will never know how important that was to me.
And because none of this would be possible without him, I thank you God.

Preface
NEVER BEFORE HAD I met anyone like Michael. Even before actually seeing him I felt his presence. Yes, that’s true. I could still remember that night so clear. We met at a bar. Earlier that day I decided to go out. It had been a while since I had gone out. There were times I would get dressed and before going out the door I would decide not to bother. Many times I would do this. I’m sure there are several other single people that played that “what the use” game too.
This particular night I was pretty much undecided even after planning that day I would. I got dressed then the thought hit me, no stay home, relax. I almost did, but I fought that temptation to undress and stay home. I headed to the door before I could convince myself to stay.
I got to the bar, walked around got me a drink. As I was coming back to the front area of the bar I began to actually feel glad that I came. I could remember feeling that I was being cruised. Suddenly, as I looked over to my right there he was, standing against the wall. Although he was not looking my way there was a certain connection as if he already spotted me and more less put himself where I would surely see him. Okay, I confess I have done that many times before as I am sure some of you have.
I found myself slowly getting a little closer with each sip of my drink to where he was standing. Close enough to smell his cologne and gosh, did he smell good. The music the DJ was playing that night was truly “old school” and sounding really good. I remember him looking over to me saying something like “The music is sure good tonight. I bet you don’t remember the song that is playing?” Implying that I was much younger than he was. I said to myself “wow two scores he made with me already, first being he noticed me and then thinking I look younger that I was, cool.”
“Can I buy you a drink?” “Sure,” I said. Well, after a couple of drinks we were talking about the various songs that were playing, each of us trying to name the artist who recorded the song. Then we realized we were the exact age. Exactly 1 month and ten days apart, him being the older.
The evening was quite nice. Later in the evening we both got blank cards and pencils from a glass on top of the counter top and wrote our name and number. It was getting late. We both said our good-byes and said we would call and make a date to do something. Well, I waited almost six days and I never got a call. Being the one who wanted to not appear so eager I finally gave in and called.
He answered, I said “Michael, this is Earl.” He started to laugh. Well, I did not know how to take that, and then he explained. “I am glad you called. I wanted to call you the very next day but you left off one number from your phone number so I just kept saying I sure hope you call because I did want to see you again.” What can I say but laugh also. “Are you sure I did not give you all the numbers?” “Wait till I see you again I will show you the card,” he said. We both laughed, the ice was surely broken then.
Here I was waiting for this guy to call and I did not even write my complete number down. I guess he must have put his spell on me the first night. Our first date was quite different. The Christmas Holiday was just beginning so we got tickets to a Gay comedy play. It was hilarious, we laughed, during intermission had wine and afterwards went out to eat. Of course he had to bring up the fact I did not write my phone number right. Through-out our courtship even sharing a home together we would talk and laugh about that night.
Michael and I shared so many fun times together. We both shared in the cooking, cleaning, and all expenses. We were equal in many ways. Up until his short illness we loved and enjoyed each other. We all but finished each other’s sentences.
One other moment I must share. We both love trivia games. One year on his birthday, I was the first one to get up each morning for worked because I had to be to work much earlier than he. I had planned carefully the night before to do a scavenger hunt in the house. There was one note after another giving clues to find the next note with clues. Well, he was determined to not give in. Yes, he finally found his gift hidden in the washing machine. When he did find it he called me at work and let me have it for making him work so hard. Again we laughed. Although, those moments we shared were short, they were the best three years of my life.
In helping me cope with the loss of my partner, Michael, I put pen to paper. Many long walks by the lakes, and hours of sitting on our favorite benches near the water, writing. There is no doubt that he guided me in choosing the many topics for this book. This book is about how we both relate to some of life’s issues. The good, the bad, and becoming adults. Some are true, some are fictional. Many of the stories I’m sure you would be able to relate to. There are so many interesting roads most of us travel from the time we are children till we become adults. In reading I’m sure some of the stories will no doubt spark some memories you shared with a special person in your life. I hope you will enjoy them.
 

Chapter 1: Self
Emotions
Is crying a sign of weakness or failure?
Why do we think one always has to be so strong?
How do you show your emotions?
EMOTIONS, HOW IMPORTANT are they? Emotions govern so many things about us and play an important role in our daily lives. Emotions can make us or break us. They range from showing joy after the birth of a child to sadness on hearing about the assassination of a president. As we think back to our life as a child, when we didn’t get what we wanted, didn’t we, begin to cry? We cried because we were unhappy. Maybe Mother hit our hands because we were reaching up on a table to knock something down. She would slap our hand, telling us “No, don’t touch.” We were too small to understand the real meaning of No, but that didn’t matter.
We were not allowed to do what we wanted which made us sad. We cried, threw tantrums, and yelled because our feelings were hurt. That’s how we showed our emotions. Mother would sometimes give us candy or ice cream to soften our hurt. Smiles would come on our faces, which made those emotions turn to joy. This early time in our lives was jut the beginning of a never-ending cycle of emotions we must face throughout our lifetime.
How many of us can remember our first time on a bicycle? We