Floods, Home, and Motherhood

Charleston, SC is where my home is currently located. The recent situation of flood disaster across South Carolina has an interesting personal perspective from me as I continue to watch South Carolinians recover in the aftermath and the presence of true miracles. Values and reasons that sustain what we all hold dear are not entirely standard commonalities across any type of people for their similarities that may or may not actually exist.

South Carolina has been in too much pain. The confederate flag was removed from the state grounds and the history of the people of this state was asked denial. I have lived in the South U.S. variously enough of my life to understand a better world in the present day out of all of the Southern people that have grown and matured and created better civilization than the historic pasts. Validation of pain in the South is regression from what has emerged better that shows a stubbornness to arrive correctly in the present time. Now South Carolina has had a flood crisis and more rebuilding and resources are demanded on top of economic and other pains.

Most of us were born from a human being that gave birth that we call “mother”. I am a daughter and I do still have a mother. I chose for many real reasons in my life not to bear children. This does not invalidate the concept and realization of motherhood that still remains valid, even when I know I do not wish to live my life for, about, or because of children. We do not all become exactly like the mother we were born from and history bears children that are not history’s mothers and fathers.

Precious to me are a few honest things in my life: home, my cats (my childeren), men and women that care about one another and keep well in contributions they give and values they maintain for themselves in better lives, skills and talents and resources not wasted and disposed of, but most of all how human beings take responsibility for their own decisions and uses when freedoms are still alive and the viability of all compatible existing versions of love that are defined in human kind. South Carolina might redefine in some ways, but if you ever knew this state and believed in anything remember not to hate with destruction that does not leave value for the changes achieved as I, for one, would like a future that keeps well.

I gave thanks my ways for my home that still remains in South Carolina today.

Mothers and Fathers die and pass away. As an adult, I have realized we are not always there for everything that happens in our own we have had and we did not always know in all ways everything that was from our heritage. When we do not deny our own lives as we are now, or our histories from our own understandings, life sustains alive on the Earth and a future.


Touching One Another- Great or Small

“People you meet and places you go” are traditional old topics for consideration in conversations about travelling, cultures and societal structures. I am always surprised by the coincidences that create unusual situations for most anyone attending a public venue that may or may not result in interesting outcomes. The intermingling of the indeterminate human factor on planet Earth leaves us opportunities formed from touching one another- great or small. Elimination of the capabilities for transportation, marketplace exchanges of most types and autonomous societal mobility could cause a wide dearth of possibility for human enrichment in our own lives.

As an author, I do not have delusions about my name fame spreading unusually and inappropriately for my works. On the other hand, I like to meet people and talk to people that I get to know a bit better about my books and on-line work a bit. I have passed out copies of my books (when I had copies available to give) most places I stopped and travelled. This gives me a chance to spread the word about work I have for sale at amazon.com or available elsewhere to read, but this type of groundwork in public also provides me with exposure to different people that all give me some pause for thought.

When communities are local and most people in an area are familiar with one another, it can be extremely difficult for someone coming from an external environment to walk around and interact comfortably with the established public and social arenas. I have spent quite a bit of my life, off and on, in parts of the Southern U.S. In the South around here, most people are more inclusive of others in allowing friendliness in their responses to interactions after someone has established a life in a community area or arena and after that person has been around long enough to become familiar in some ways to others. I like having a home of my own that lasts as a comfortable home for that reason.

There is usually something special about the reasons we chose that we like our homes and the surrounding communities; some people have more comfort in those choices once they have made them than others and some people will continue to chose further homes and situations until they are happier. Autonomous societal mobility opportunities allow citizens of this nation to try to determine the best choices possible for themselves to reside in regions and communities where personal happiness flourishes best individually.

Some of us always hope that we will meet more people, either in our own surroundings or as we travel. I am a writer, not a people person- but I get along with people and I like meeting people that I can get to know better than just “heys” and “goodbyes”. Due to the indeterminate human factor of synergies and coincidences connected through our realized opportunities to touch one another, life continues to be a place where the great and small “people” moments count.

-Kimberly A. McKenzie