A Child Like Mentality 

  Hi to all of my readers old and new. Speaking of new, I would like to welcome those who have recently joined the team. I’m so glad that you have chose to stay here and read my blogs. I can only hope that you will find a special interest in all of this.As I contemplated on what to write next, a great idea developed. As many of you know that I have been here and there, and have not been on here as much as I like. The last week have been extremely busy and full of fun. Currently, Billy’s nieces nephews have been visiting and consumed much of my time writing. Though they are some of the cutest little people I know, they have helped me see a lot of different ideas. The more the children interacted with me the more I thought back to hundreds of other children I have known. I came to the conclusion that many today adults tend to lose their child like joy and simplistic way of life views and situations. For myself, I can say that I have always clung to the simple ways of a child’s mentally. Let me clarify, what I mean by saying a child mentality such as the simple things that bring me joy and happiness. Now, I could have easily lost my way in the midst of my challenging past and could have became a mundane average adult. A person who is extremely serious and let others influence my life in a negative way. Instead, I always chose to be grateful, joyful, and creative. Allow me to give some examples. When I was young and had literally nothing, I was happy that I had a river and lakes in my town that I could play and swim in. Before I came to the USA, I did not let angry teenagers effect my simple ways of living nor did I allow them to take away my fun that I had at a boarding school. When family and home life became difficult and challenging, I was grateful for my friends and things as simple as a bed to sleep on at night. The list just goes on and on. The truth is that some of us lose sight of our beginning foundations. We forget that not everything has to be a perfection. We get super worked up about something that is out of our control. Some say that a child before a legal adult age can only enjoy things that are simple and fun without responsibilities. I disagree with those type of thinking. The truth is that, if you are truly happy and free, you should not let anything tie down in a way that a person is forced to be those ways. Yes, we all have responsibilities, but it does not mean that responsibilities determine our values or outcome. Next time before you put on that law-school suit or mundane personality, think about how it will wear you out. Think about yourself, it does not matter what anyone else think of you. Loosen up and enjoy life for what it is. You only have so much time to be you. Make it a child like mind-set.

  Thank you for reading. You are a true friend. Until next time, I hope you will have a blast day and do not forget to strip down those crusty old shell that made you what you are today. Seriously, I hope you will have a fantastic day! Go out and crush it.

  Jamie Lyn

An Early Memory of the Train

  Transportation has advanced greatly since I was a child. The first ten years of my life, I grew up in Xiangtan China, the hometown of a well known Chairman Mao Zedong. I did not learn this until after I had left the country. The main form of transportation for my family and I was by train. Only wealthy families owned pickups, three wheeled cars, and other types of vehicles. Due to the low class my family were, we did not have the luxury of a family car or bikes. As a young girl, my father would take me to visit relatives some distance away in the same town by train. Other times, if we visit family close by, we would walk the trip. Personally, I preferred traveling by rail. This way, I got to meet people from all over the place. Nevertheless, the meals on board tasted amazing. One of my favorite things to order was a carton full of rice and stir fried vegetables. I remember the cart lady who never failed to keep a smile on her face as she passed each cabin while offering food to those who were boarding the train. There is nothing better than riding a train. As my father and I waited patiently to arrive at our next destination, I would look out the window to see friends greeting each other to children pleading their parents to get on the train. I would observe all the faces passing by with expressions of joy, laughter, and even sadness. I have always admired those who traveled with a big family. As the train charged on away from the people, the only view was farmland and brick houses that were both ancient and new. Whenever I hear a train passing through nearby carrying cargo, it would remind me of my childhood. For the sound of the railroad brings back so many memories that I wish I could relive one more time.