by Nasoosie » Sun Apr 21, 2013 11:49 am
GOOD NOON TO ALL.
In case no one had noticed, I have been sulking lately and not doing any posting. I was made to feel like I was stupid and mean and out-of-place a while back while commenting on Death Valley, and decided that would be it for any comments from me for a while. Someone suggested that if anyone liked the "views from their front yard" so much, why have a trailer? Also intimated that if one had never seen a desert (due to staying in one's front yard) that said person had no right to criticize the desert. I wrote a very scathing post following that discourse, as I was hurt and feeling as if I were stupid to even think about opening my mouth about my feelings for the desert, but, after a minute of having it posted, I deleted the entire thing and left it with my "No comment." post----my last. So this will be a scaled down version of what I wrote in order to let people know what I have been feeling.
First of all, let it be known that in the 60s I traveled the entire span of this country and much of Canada, and that my travels included our deserts. I felt as if I were getting baked in them, and it left me hurrying to find some environment I felt comfortable in. At that time I subscribed to Arizona Highways and loved that magazine with all of its photos of beautiful desert blooms and vistas. I did not mean to say that those who love deserts and their vistas are nuts, nor did I mean to put down anyone who enjoys them. I thought I was just expressing my personal opinion, after viewing some of the pictures of Death Valley and after reading some posts about the seeming heat and cold out there forcing some to move on faster than was planned from the GTG. (At least that's what I had thought after reading those posts....apparently that's not why they moved on.) However, apparently some travelers thought I was attacking their likes and putting them down. Hence, I got put down for being a camper who now, due to financial stresses and doctor appointments this winter, likes my own "front yards" in my trailer and in my FL house. I felt as if I no longer belonged in this group of some who are able to travel all over and explore all the places I once did in the old days. It strikes me that I have probably seen more of this country than many of you who seemed put out by my comments. ("Don't criticize any place you have not seen or visited.") Believe me, I have seen tons of this country's vistas, although Death Valley itself I think was avoided by me after exploring other deserts and my discovering I felt not happy in them. I am always very happy to see others' pictures and read others' posts about places, and now I shall just keep my comments to myself, I guess. We can't all love every place nor dislike every place. I am sorry if some of you thought I was being nasty in my thoughts about desserts, but, believe me, you paid your dues when you made me feel as if I don't belong here any more.
Now that I have said this, I will try to be more restrained in my daily posts, because I have missed interacting with most of you. Forgive me for making some of you feel something negative, but that was not my intention. After a discussion in the chatroom last night I was told to face the problem I was feeling and deal with it, so I have now done that. I don't expect anything about this from any of you, but I needed to explain my silence for the past few weeks....it has been eating me up, and I, idiotically, dealt with these feelings by silence. Sorry about that. I also plan to copy and paste this post to the open roads group, as I can't even remember where the pain started for me. (Sorry for mentioning that 'other group', by the way.) I enjoy the company of both groups, and find it hard, sometimes, to not mention things about one to the other.
So then----I am now back in my Orlando house, forced out of my beautiful campsite at my son's (price is right there, view is spectacular, and company is supreme-----even if it is like a "front yard") as my son's father and his girlfriend are there visiting this week, and my son can't deal with the tension he suspects would occur with both of us present. I am hoping to make this time useful by doing some minor repairs around this place. I so miss my trailer and being outside more, although I do sleep on the screen porch here and am able to hear the loud croaks of the barking frogs each night, and an owl who comes to land in the tree right outside. And the club pool is now warm enough for very enjoyable swims each day, to which I ride my bike after a ride around the neighborhoods on this super flat area.
I have been reading every day, and I am sorry to have missed some birthday wishes, so I will send them all now to whoever celebrated.
Off to the pool I go.
Life is about learning to dance in the rainHappy travels!