Quiz for positive traits

I was kindof hoping for like love, or friendship, but guess not!

Which Positive Quality Are You? Your Result: Charity You are Charity. The spirit of giving has been promoted by every religion. Charity is kindness. It is compassion for our fellow man. Charity doesn't ask anything in return, and in this way it serves as the opposite of greed. "Be charitable with many."
Peace
Love
Friendship
Faith
Courage
Which Positive Quality Are You?

Walking

I am doing this and thought some others might like it. Entering my steps daily on a website, if I average a little more than 4,000 steps a day, for three months it will be like walking a trail in China. It can be many trails that's just the one I choose, because it's less steps.
While walking with a Pedometer, most adults should average about 10,000 steps a day, I hope to someday do about 8000 all things considered if I do 6000 it will be a huge deal, since I am not likely to be able to get to the point I can do more.
The site listed below is one of many where you can enter your amount of steps each day, and it will tell in three months how far you or a group has walked, either a trail or other long distance, and also giving tips to add more, and other health tips. Pedometers are around $4 if anyone wants to try, and they just clip on your belt.
http://aom.americaonthemove.org/site/c.krLXJ3PJKuG/b.1524889/k.BFFA/Home.htm

Amber Alert - Hser Nar Moo

A 7 year old girl is missing, and just hoping for prayers for her and her family. There is an Amber Alert out, and volunteers searching, I would give anything to be able to try and help search, physically I can't so am posting a prayer request since the family has asked about that.
Any missing child needs to be found, this family has an added barrier that no doubt isn't uncommon but is the first I have been so aware of. They are refugees that have recently come to the USA living the last 20 years in Thailand.
Although another country a family that were refugees from Laos moved in and became part of our family when I was still a baby. I remember very clearly what it was like for them when they first moved here. To be in such a different life, circumstances, and not understanding the language. Everything was new for a long time, and to imagine if one of the children were lost or worse, it would have to be the most frustrating thing of your life, being in a country where people don't understand what you are saying, and you don't know what their saying and you know too your child doesn't know beyond the area or much of the language. I just keep thinking of the people I watched experiencing the US out of a refugee camp, and all that they told me about life there. Then to have a child disappear just breaks my heart for the family, and little girl, and they can use any prayers or positive thoughts let alone being aware, possible.
People coming from a Refugee camp have had mostly only family, and I know they have to fight and already care so much, it's not like here they already have made a choice long ago on family being so important, for them to be here together was huge, really amazing. They made it here, and had just had a baby, and now when they are here their only daughter disappears, it is more than I can think about.
Please pray for them!
The little girl has had some conflicting information reported, maybe due to language confusions. The dad through interpreter has said the same all along, and the photo was taken the day she went missing so that dress in the picture is the one mentioned. She has asthma, which is worse with cold, and when she is stressed. It is cold and the air isn't good for asthma right now, she doesn't have her inhaler and really needs that help besides the obvious that she is a little girl who needs help. There is a billboard that says something like an abducted child is every ones child, I really believe that is true.
Below is a link with her information.
http://www.amw.com/missing_children/brief.cfm?id=54373

Well now the sad news and that she was found is confirmed. I set up a candle group where anyone could go, kind of hard to explain but kind of a virtual candle memorial.
http://www.gratefulness.org/candles/candles.cfm?l=eng&gi=Hser

Happy Easter

Busy Day

Well today was much calmer than a few others lately, although a guy on the bus kept pretending to shoot everything, including me, and was apparently hearing voices. He seemed to be escalating and when his singing got to a drunken level, the driver told him very nicely that singing no matter how good isn't allowed on the bus. Apparently unaware he looked surprised and was totally quiet the rest of the way. Another time when hearing aids are handy aside from the shotgun movement which I struggled to ignore I was saved from the singing by turning off my "Purple ears." Apparently there is a gun theme happening this week.
Another apparent theme in drama is my ongoing Latex battle. My Grandma in the hospital, I can't visit since it in not Latex free. Apparently balloons being a great advertisment right now, I am having trouble avoiding all of the balloons given out, and tied to signs blowing, blocking the sidewalk for me. An office I visit today finally recieved an answer from their cleaning service. They refuse to use anything other than Latex gloves which they ware while cleaning the entire building. They said I would need to talk to my Doctor about dealing with it instead, so I'm very stuck taking medicine to enter a building or die. I hope so for a latex free world. My kitten also was spayed today, and am trying to figure out how to care for her after she has been held by latex gloves. Luckily her Momma, my boy kitten with confussion, kindof doesn't remeber to look for her by this point, and isn't able to find her without her comming to him. He would be so upset if he knew she was hurting, and just not worth his reaction.
Last thing, and a good ending of this day was watching "Dancing with the stars" with Marlee Matlin. I have always really admired her, for so many reasons, but this I could so appreciate and she's just fun to watch and was amazing. Not the best tonight but I think she's only getting started. I danced a lot when I was younger and get that, but and could have guessed what it was like since you can feel it in your feet and all. Now I know though, it's a totally different way of listening to music, I love to sit with my hands on the speaker, it's really different and something to think about. My music taste has changed a lot because of how they feel, and if they are entertaining to watch. I am saving to buy an instrument to learn, or likely relearn, like the violin, which can be amplified now. I don't think it will likely be anything anyone else wants to hear, just for me it seems like it would be so great to be able to make such music. It wouldn't work while dancing, it would still be like when you can feel it, but she's so expressive too, that it's great to watch. I hope she continues, either way, she's got guts and works harder than I can imagine. Bravo to her. It was fun to see and there are many expressive dancers on this time, so I may keep watching reguardless. Just sayin' great for me right now.

Never boring

Today again was a day like I am told can only happen to me. I went to Wingers in Bountiful with my mom. Our waitress took our drink order, a minute lator people were running to the window. I looked out the window expecting to see a fire or something big, and saw flashing lights. We asked and apparently the waitress had walked back as an armed robber walked in. Got the money traumatizing many, left and shot at a cook sometime in the process me not knowing anything. They walked in right behind us, and I missed them completely, luckily, and although facing where they stood, I hadn't looked up in time to see them, and my hearing helped since I heard nothing. I am so glad for my broken hearing aid today. One hearing aid wasn't enough to hear the shot, or know to look up. A few tables from the two men and I didn't know anything was happening till people were running. There were so many people who were traumatized, and upset, I wasn't having known nothing until the police had arrived. The poor people trying to get inside inbetween had the waitress trying to tell them through the locked double doors to leave, and we were stuck until they had found out a little, but the police had to have surrounded the area, and all the stops within minutes. They were amazing how quickly they had everything secured. No one was hurt, least of all me who didn't know anything had happened at all, and they walked away with little money, I hope that will deture future theives.

I feel very blessed to have been so clueless, and been so close without being involved at all. I worry about the many who were crying and shaking so, I have been in enough spots like that to feel so for them, I just felt like hugging a few who just looked beyond scared, and was glad they were hugging each other, and all being so supportive. When I go back in a few days, which I will, I hope that they will look as though they are hanging in there ok. I really like a lot of who work there, and will be thinking about them and hoping they can feel safe at work soon.
It hasn't shown up on the news as far as I can see, but I would think it will be soon, and may post that.



Just made the news today, apparently a Chuck a Rama was robbed in SLC 40 minutes earlier by what seems like the same two men.

Adventures on Public Transportation

A busy day on the bus, all the details aren't needed but thanks to a certain dispatcher at Para transit, I had to ride the fixed route, regular buses, even though conditions were such that I could have had a ride with a nicer dispatcher, this one will go to great length, and many transfers to make life using their service much harder, or at least unsafe(by way of early drop offs or pick ups at the ogden transit center, which is scary during the day).

The bus driver informed me I had to fold up my walker before getting on the bus. This is just funny cause if I could navigate around a folded walker I wouldn't have needed one. Then I was forced to stand since no one would let me sit, and the driver wouldn't make them. Standing on a bus is hard enough, but trying to hold myself up along with my folded walker proved too hard, although I lasted over 2 miles. A gentleman much older than the rest seated then gave up his seat for me, bless his heart. The other lady that was there with a walker said she had, had the same problem. The other 6 people seemed to have no reason to need to sit there.

After that I thought the day had been as interesting as it would get, something happens every day on paratransit, but the driver thinking it reasonable for me to stand and carry a folded up walker was unique enough.

Maybe he didn't know what it was, a fellow mother in the hospital when my niece was born, was convinced it was a baby stealer. It was kindof funny to picture me trying to balance a newborn baby on the seat, and run to leave, and outrun those who would hear the alarm off the baby low jack they attatch to their ancle. This was the next weirdest experience I have had.

When I got on the paratransit bus, I learned that right before it had been shot up. I wasn't on at the time, but techniquelly my ride got shot up. Poor driver was luckily not near the place that was hit, although he saw the gun. I don't know why you would shoot at one, maybe issues with people with disabilities, or just UTA, who doesn't these days. I took photos but they aren't great, my repacement ride came quick so I didn't get much time but you can see the bullet/pellet? whole, and the shattered glass. So glad I wasn't in there, right across from where I sit.

From inside

closer from inside, view of the whole

Inside the floor covered in glass

Outside view in, broken edge

Ouside, looking in, the whole, the dark shadow around the right side is all the window not on the floor.

Life is seldom boring on public transportation.