OH my !,….. As I looked back , I really don’t know how I got through the training periods of my life’s lessons. Every time when things got harder I repeatedly tell myself “This is my lessons, mine only!”
After the accident which the park light pole fell on my son Eugene’s head while running Cross-Coutry race meet when he was 16 years old.The first sugery was performed to put in the titanium rods in his back along with 9 screws. He had to put on thick plastic turtle shell brace on to learn to sit, stand and walk all over again, very extensive rehab and physical therapy along with 6 sets of doctors.At the same time he struggled still trying to get his credits in school in order for him to be able to stay in school.
This same set of ordeal repeated after the second surgery, which took place in senior year, 13 months later from the date of the first accident,to take out his rods and screws from his back because of pain its causing his back, This time the school required him to go to adults school to get credits he needed,as he persued his duties as a high school student, his whole body and mind was overloaded with his responsibilities we deligently put it on him. He never got over with his sleep disorder nor the truma syndrom. I want to cry out for him every time when I remember what we (teachers, pricipal, school district administrator, school psycologist, school district counseller and the school counseller) all decided whats best for him and almost drill him down every day. I terribly regret why I never thought about just let him take the GED, and just let him attend the school with rest of his friends with out all that credit nonsence and the pressures we put him through. I take my hats off to him for his endurance, intergrity, and for his self repect. Many times I wanted to say “son I am so sorry for what I have done not knowing whats best for you then”
By the time my son graduated from High School I already aquired Real Eastate licence ( one more time around which I had and gave up) to prepare to teach Eugene there is somethings he can do if he does not find what he likes to do . After he went to local community college , droped out after 2 months, I was so fearful that he might really get lost and give up on himself. I could not bare to see him depressed and locked himself in the room all day and sleep. So, one day I asked him if he like to go along road trip to the east coast and back. Yes! He said so gladly . So we packed up with our new addition of our family Poncho (tea cup chuwawa). I wanted paint some kind of pictures on the blank wall he was looking at ever since the accident. The pictures, all the plans of colleges, what he wanted do for his future got wiped out clean left blank wall (West Point, Navy Seal CIA jr. college program was his aim. since he had the black belt in Takwondo at age 11, certified diver age 16) I just wanted to give him the ideas maybe some day he could do this when he is ready. I was so worried he might mold himself to lazy life style.
So here we went 13 states in 21 days, fast track, live realeastate investment lessons. I explained everything I knew as we looked at each subject. I realized all the things that I was able to teach him came from my past real eastate experience from 1980s when I had licence then. We stopped at the small cities to the big cities, looked in to apt. buildings, four-plexes, condos, storage buildings, mobil home parks, shopping centers, single family homes, lake properties, lands, and we were on our way to look at some office buildings in Dallas, Texas, drove on freeway I-30, saw the sign to Hot Springs exit 111, took a sharp right turn and the first place we stopped was at the front of the Trumpets retaurant in the VELDA ROSE RESORT HOTEL & SPA on 217 park ave. Down Town Hot Springs Akansas. I was informed that time from locals that whole city it self is the national park.
Wow ! we both was so amazed and specially this was the former President Mr. Bill Clinton’s home town where he was raised. His little white house (his house is really white ) was 6 blocks from the VELDA ROSE HOTEL.And we drove to look at Mr Clinton’s little white house on the little hill. It was “ A wow!!! “moments for both of us about how small and average looking house he lived in and raised as normal average people like every one else, still marched on to his dreams being the President of Unuited States of America, The great nation that I repect more each days I live here for greatest freedom, opportunities, intergrity, honor of humen rights and the God loving peoples country,united as we stand.
So this was our journey Eugene and I took in year 2006 early Feb. on the rainy day found this Hotel VELDA ROSE !!!
YOU CALL ME CRAZY, STUPID OR GUTZY woman, maybe you can call me all three all ar once. I admit ! This is way out of my league, from small boutique to this giant space-ship, to me it is.
www.veldarose.net is our web site, The hotel ran with absentee owner for years and 2 years prior to our ownership it ran by the former cocktail watress/ bartender/ bar manager. It took us 2 years to cleaned up this place and fixing things from the core of the problems not only bandaged them up like they used to. We, my brother and I put our hearts into this projects along with our assistant general manager /Food & beverage manager Derrick Hayes, who we are so thankful.
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