Friday the 13th (love that)

Ok day two and "had to fly" (reserve flight attendant) but only to New York and back and my first thought was "ok, maybe this mentor I seek will be right here on this plane" but the flight was so short, we didn't even do a service, so I just sat in the back on the plane and read a book.

I think this finding a mentor idea may be a tad harder than I thought. How do I really find one? Well let me tell you what I started yesterday besides this blog. I put myself on a singles site (yes, singles site) since I thought that I could just be honest and place my profile out there saying how I'm looking for this wonderful mentor. I can chose any (and all) states if I like, and I can glance at their profiles and anyone that is not in the corporate world, seems very interesting, says they have their own business, or they're in sales, or them seem to have knowledge I seek, I simply write them! Well - let me tell you what I must have written at least 20 nice people and I will say this much, so far everyone has truly been kind to me. I haven't found that "one person" who has offered any assistance, but this is terrific! Let me tell you about one that I just wrote to this evening - this nice guy wrote me back, spoke truth about how he views the way the economy is going, was very open and honest with me, but then I have to also have to say, he has wisdom but he's British, LOL
ok - so I still haven't found even "one American" who's extending a hand yet with knowledge, wisdom or a way to get out of my situation, but I still have faith! In the meantime, I feel I've made a friend or two and it's showing me that we're all connected more than we realize. When you sit at home, cry and worry you feel like the world is passing you by. You start to wonder what you're living for and where you fit in, but when you reach out (even if it's on a computer) you may see that people do care and there are some real genunine nice ones out there. I know I've gone through so much trama that it left me (for a while) wondering if anyone really cared. I mean lets get real with this, if you're not "family" and related, why would anyone really care - or why would they offer real help? I've always hoped that people would get past that silly notion that you have to be related through blood as they say, but if they had any sense at all they'd see that every time someone marry's they're "not blood"! So what's the difference? I guess since my parents married in Greece and came to America I've never experienced having real relatives other than my siblings, so I really attached to my friends in a deep way. I felt they were really family to me and it's stayed like that with me. I feel that love for so many people and again, that must be a gift from God and a blessing. I must tell you, I made friends with the nicest woman about 6 years ago. She took a while to really open up fully with me and eventually shared why it took her so long. I found out after we were close that she and her husband had money (I could honestly care less). I truly love everyone equally, but she explained that anytime she thought she had a friend, they ended up using her or wanting something from them both (sad right). Well thank God she saw my heart and we became close friends. Well long story short, they got involved with that Madolff situation and lost everything (I mean everything, money, their businesses and even their home in the end). They literally had to uproot from beautiful Florida to Alaska where they are today still. Her husband is trying hard to work and put a roof over their heads while she lies on her back needing surgery. I tell you this so you can see reality of what "blood" DOESN'T DO. She has a father and two sisters and ALL have turned their backs on them - YES - they did! (and what's pitiful is her father has well over a million in the bank). Here I am, struggling (have been for 11 years) haven't even been able to give my little girl a Christmas yet, and fearing losing what little we have, so I admit, I will try to save every dime that I make and though I didn't have much, I (not her family) helped her twice financially (yes, with MONEY) and never thought anything about doing it either. She didn't have to ask, I knew she had nothing, she had a son also to feed and they are having hardship, period. Isn't that when family is "suppose" to jump in and help? Isn't that when she should have heard "it'll all be fine, don't worry your family is here for you" especially since she's been giving to all of them for years? NO - it wasn't like that. Rather, when they lost it all her family turned their backs on them! I was totally shocked to be honest and I hurt with her, but I don't believe that blood matters, we're all human which makes us all family! So I've done what I could do and that's why I feel that there just has to be others (even if it's one) like me out there. All it takes is one person like me with a heart of gold right? Someone who doesn't care that I'm not blood related and extends their hand to me. It doesn't have to be some rich person sending me money like I did for my friend (though wouldn't that just be a major blessing) but I've always heard that "the rich don't do that" so for whatever reason, I've believed that one, but I do think that someone will guide me, or even see my potential, my heart and my outgoing personality and want me to work for them or lead me to finding that 'career' not a job where I can actually make money and live like the rest of the country does (without fears). I just BELIEVE (my favorite word) - do you think I should get a tatoo somewhere hidden with that word? Ok, maybe that's just too weird, but God says to believe and even those who don't have God say they can "believe something in" so it's a powerful thought to have! Lets all believe this day that we'll all have miracles happen! Believe with me because it's not about me making it back to Greece (though it would be nice) to see relatives before they all pass away, it's about my children that I adopted who need a mom who can take care of herself and it's about my little girl who deserves a Christmas since she's never once asked me for a thing (I know) she's more than an angel. I know she's not perfect, but darn it, she's close and I'm blogging for God sakes to try to get ahead - and there's not much I wouldn't do to try and find that career! So day 2 was not a wasted flight - it was a day of looking out of the plane, seeing the beauty of the land and "BELIEVING" I will one day be able to afford to be one of the passengers going on vacation! This is America after all right?
Right - Hugs!!!


Yana - Editor