Dreams can come true!!!

Well life has been a little shaky in this adventure Jeff and I are on. St. Louis is over, we went broke again, trucks not working but then, we got a welcome gift of $4000.00 of unexpected money and wow, we felt like we had a new chance at life. Then back at home we realized that our house needed desperate work, my van that I have been letting my son borrow needed $500.00 worth of work, Dr. Appt's, med's, you name it, we had to use the money. Okay so now we are caught up on bills. This is good but we are still dead in the water without any Insurance, or a running truck, or any loads to pull. Now what? Okay I'll tell you. We prayed. We waited and within 24 hrs we received an okay from the bank to find a truck and a 1 yr. lease with a company. So, roller-coaster ride starting to take effect now in our brains and stress levels now are going up and down. Up and Down and all over the place. Yes. We are now in the process of finding a truck. We have $15,000.00 to find a truck and get all of the essentials and then we will finally be hitting the road. There will be a little heartache in all of this though that I just won't get over. The greatest support team ever. Our family and my friends.


My dream of being the Trucking Photojournalist may not be too far off. I just need to convince the greatest photographer ever in the world to realize that my dream includes his magic. His name is Chad Moffit. This guy is amazing. He does not just capture life on still life, he captures emotion that is unmistakable. No one that experiences his work can skirt the chills that will accompany the vision. That magic mixed with my writing is going to hit the scene someday and those of you that who read this will not mistake the art when you finally see it for being the work of these two particular amazing artists.


Do you remember these words?
By: Annie Thompson

Lady, gentleman, proper, manners, dignity, self respect and the respect of others. When exactly did these attributes get lost in our societies? It is ridiculous for us, as people in this world to be shocked and appalled by the storms that rage in our social climate. But, surprisingly enough, we do still stand shocked and appalled by all of the evil behaviors that are running rampant in our societies. In one word, “Criminal”. But the word criminal to some could be seen as an opinion. I myself wish that I did not know what “What the f*” means. To some it is derogating to their sense of behavior. To some “Gangster” implies “bad”, a crime, criminal but, for some it is becoming a cultural behavior that some actually take pride in.

In these times that we live in with all of the different cultures and ethnic backgrounds, cultural individuality can be hard to achieve and maybe that is why so many societies are representing themselves to the rest of us in ways that quite frankly, freak us out. Because they are trying to create a new culture or change an old one. I don’t think I will ever understand the gangster and mob cultures. That behavior from our young generation not only freaks me out but I would prefer it to totally elude me. Including the pants around the ankles fashion.

Young parents out there today, I hope, are attempting to bring back the responsibility of our ancestors to pass on respectable, strong, healthy, loyal and honest values of once strong and stable cultural societies. So that they can rise up strong and proud as a representation or each ones culture.

What it is that this young generation has to come against are the adult monster raging in their castles sending out the messages to our society as a whole of desires for power, domination, control, the all mighty dollar and cold heartedness. If I remember right aren’t these some of the attributes that started the Trojan war and have been causing war ever since?

I have met and know quite a few young parents that are wielding our future societies and there could be a rainbow on the horizon. It seems that they are working very hard on bringing back the simpler values of life and striving to see life come as close as it can to the wonderful life of the ’70’s. Yeah, cool man.

I Want Your Love

Hi, Baby, my dog has decided that she is not going to look at me anymore because she is still stuck in this hotel with us and “It’s raining!”.


Well, I am back and have been pretty busy trying to get a handle on this trucking company. Trying to teach myself everything I need to know about this business and LOOKING FOR THE MONEY. Of course there is loads of data created everyday that creates the money trail of this companies existence. We are still in St. Louis, Mo. That is all I have to say about that. Still waiting for the “Moving On” part of this gypsy life journey.

I want to ask a question. Why is it that when it comes to love, and yes we all fall in love, but why is it that we always allow people to break our hearts? We end up going through that devastating pain of loosing someone because they just don’t want you and experiencing all these bad feelings of rejection and the worst, being made to cry. But, we still end up jumping right back out there without even thinking about it. I hate it when another person is able to make me cry. That means they made me feel. Feelings can really get to a person and not necessarily in good ways. Some would say that the passion and romance is worth it. Still there are others that avoid love at all costs.
But still, we have evolved into a very needy society bent on making others love us and some never keep trying. Even after we get married we still seem to fall in love with other people but in different ways. Maybe this happens because we will always want to know that there is something inside of us that another person can fall in love with. Maybe a lot of us ask that question. “I know my husband/wife loves me but could anyone else ever fall in love with me?”. Or, have I just asked the unforgivable question in the sanctity of marriage? I am looking forward to hearing some responses on this.

Annie

Life is a blur then BAMB!

Life is a Blurr then BAMB!


EMOTION
Annie Thompson

I would like to ask a question. I am not very sure it can be answered but, I would like to ask everyone, none the less. If we considered the body working in its entirety together with all of its functions and senses and then took away the sense of “emotion”, allowing the body to work without interruptions from emotion, how well would it work? Now, if we started adding emotion back in at each persons own distinct emotional levels, could we find out just how much each individuals bodies can feasibly handle and by questioning this our selves can we gain strength over our emotions, therefore gaining better control over our bodies and how we physically respond to emotion? I think this is a question of logic and reason vs. emotion.

When you find out that someone you love has been stricken by a heart attack due to stress, does that make you question the stress levels in your own life and feel the need to have better control over the way your body reacts to stress?

Would love to hear your thoughts on this.

Thanks.

Annie

Homeless!

SAINT LOUIS, Mo....So when I left you last the truck was out of service and in desperate need of repair. There goes more money into the expense column. Yeah me. This picture was taken during the rescue of Jeff my hero driver with Chad my hero friend at the wheel. As you can see it was late and so much to see. This is an amazing lighting fixture on top of a building. Wow. Jeff was not so lucky, he was stranded in a very bad part of town, getting approached and yelled at by very scary people. The truck would not run and so he was also waiting out in the cold for and hour waiting for help. The rescue was a success and the truck repaired and back on the road in one day. So, needless to say I did not lose the $800.00 worth of loads, I only lost about $300.00. We survived and now we have once again pulled off an agreement with the company we are running for to give us designated runs right here in St. Louis. Now we are getting somewhere and hopefully we will find an affordable pad to hold office and lay our heads for a while till we find where this is going to lead and where we will be moving on to next. Can’t wait to see where this leads. Life is good. We miss the kids and the grandbabies but I AM SO HAPPY! Wow. This feels like BLISS!!!!!!


HOMELESS…by: Annie Thompson

Envision this… There is a hotel and in this hotel lives a little old black woman. This early morning with grey overcast skies and the interstate right next door with all it’s sounds from cars and trucks whizzing by this little old lady is seen walking from the hotel towards the outer road of the interstate all bundled up and carrying a suitcase. She walks a few feet and then sets down the suitcase and rests and then she picks it up and starts the process over again of walking and resting, walking and resting. I asked her if she was okay and she looked at me and said, ”Oh, yes mam. I’m fine.” and then she continued on her journey. At that moment I was bound and determined to find the story behind this little old lady and why she is out there walking the streets with a suitcase. I went back inside the hotel and found the housekeeper cleaning my room and asked him what he knew about her. Apparently she lives here and everyday she goes out into the street and finds people to help her pay for her room and living expenses. Is this begging? Why? Why does she not have a family to take care of her, why is she all alone? Here is a picture that does not fit. A little old lady with out any money and without anywhere to go is living in a hotel, walking the streets begging. There is a giant church across the way, have they ever noticed her? They are a church, aren’t they supposed to reach out to people? She walks right in front of it every day. There are policeman every where whose job it is to protect and serve, why haven’t they taken her to a shelter? Why hasn’t she been taken to a hospital for observation to see if she needs treatment for something and then place into the Vocational Rehabilitation system?

I am very gullible I will admit, but this is just one little old lady and there are millions just like her roaming the streets. It is amazing to me that there are billions of people on this earth but yet there are so many that are all alone.

$800 worth of loads on the chopping block!

Saint Louis, MO. February 15, 2010.

Bridges, cities, Jeff (My Hero) and hotel rooms, these have been the places we have been and the gypsy’s we have become driving across the country side trying to make a living so we can obtain the life we want. Lately the start-up process of Thompson Trucking Co. has been fun and painless. We have enjoyed a hotel room for a week and are getting ready to head back to the home front to deliver some cars in Kansas City, pick up our dog (Baby), check on the house and (I have paused for quite some time trying to think of what to say) well, I am just not sure where we are headed from there.

Jeff has called and informed me that every order that I have obligated us to must be cancelled because the truck is (wait for it…wait for it….grit the teeth now) BROKEN. Now what? I have hit an endless wall of steel. Looking forward to seeing how we survive this one.