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Full Circle

© 2008 ….RaeDi
I had heard it said repeatedly since I was young, each life will go in a full circle. As a child and even a young adult, I wondered what going in a full circle meant. To me, it was a very perplexing statement for the entirety of my life until here recently. I had not a clue, no understanding as to the gist of the true essence of what it would take to go full circle or what one should feel.  I had wondered at times if I would even know when it happened.

It took me until I was fifty-one years old before I knew what it truly meant. My life and its direction and lifestyle would all undergo an all-encompassing transformation of my complete being. I knew instantly when I had gone full circle.

It was an exceptional hot early evening. The phone rang; I had been waiting for this call for several days. The time had been fast approaching. I had my bag packed and everything in order for this most special of occasions.  I would be present, and unknowingly I would play a significance role, the role of my lifetime in just a few short hours. There were no rehearsals, no planning on my part. I thought I would be an observer. I was happy to be an eyewitness to this amazing appearance.

The reality had not set in as we drove the thirty-one miles to our destination. The trip, for the most part, was quite. My mind was thinking about whom I had been. How this would change me and would I ever be as I was before. My purpose in life I instinctively knew was about to change. This amplification of my enter spirit being would only be enhanced; the part of my life that had the most meaning and enjoyment was going to swell further than I had known possible. I had no idea at the expanse this would bring my spirit. I have heard from so many who have gained this status nothing in this world can you compare it with.

We arrived at our destination and all was going as planned. I had been afraid that I would miss it; I would not be there for the special revealing, I so wanted to experience it firsthand. We knocked and we heard a familiar voice call, “Come on in, the door is unlocked.” We opened the door all was quiet, and we looked at each other to see if we either one knew what was going on. Then a person appeared down the hall and told us we could come on in. As we approached the room, we looked, and our eyes locked, we both were being held in our own expectancy. 

Everything seemed so quiet. The closer we got to the room we both then heard the soft classical music playing. The drapes were drawn and a lamp with defused light was the only glow in the room. Everything was going as planned. I had questioned and even had anticipation of the decision of where this would take place. I had prayed there would be no concerns or problems to visit this small home during this special time.

Within thirty minutes of our arrival, it came about. I knew what coming full circle meant. The birth of the most precious little fella I would get to know, and I would have the honor, the privilege of separating his lifeline, his link to his mother; he was now on his own. I was then told to take him, I was being honored this special blessing of being the first one to hold this ever so small little boy.

As I held my only Grand baby, a boy with skin the color of pearls, and he had the lightest rufus colored hair. He was the exact image of his father at his birth. I was holding my Grandson and looking at him, his perfect little fingers, and toes, his body the same build as his father. He came into this world as quietly as the dimness of the light in the room. Both his parents were in tears, this brand new Grandmother was in tears as I took inventory. I was so taken by the miracle of life in itself.


It was while I was holding him that I come to know what “Full Circle” meant. I had just come full circle in my life. Up to this point, I was encompassing-encircling for the completion of my circle, for this very moment. The circle was complete. As I held this precious gift from our Lord, I was giving thanks for him.

I heard someone speak faintly, “His name is Noah Mathias, the son of Andrew Paul.” I was a Grandmother, and as I looked from my firstborn – my Son to my Grandson, I gave my thanks for all the goodness that our Lord has blessed me with; this blessing would be so cherished. My circle of life was complete. I had a new perspective now on my life.  My understanding came instantly as I held my Grand baby.  I knew why so many individuals in my life who had already experienced this had spoken how dearly it had changed their lives like nothing else. I also knew I was going to love being a ‘Mema.’ “Welcome to my world RudiRue. I love you more my little fella.”

Since RudiRue’s birth, I have come to the realization that going “Full Circle” is as individualized and each individual. No one’s “Full Circle” is the same. I also have become conscious of the colors in each individual circle. All the experiences and challenges, all the highs and the lows and everything in between are represented in each of our circles. Now when I see a rainbow it means so much more to me. I now realize the events for the rest of my life; while I am here on earth will bring completeness in the whole of the circle. When I took my leave for a few moments so Noah’s parents could have time with just him, I was sitting out on their balcony. As I sat there, a sunset of every color in the rainbow appeared across the horizon. To me the Lord was showing His full blessings of the events that had just taken place. I believe my many blessings will add to the total sum for the better part of the whole of my circle of life….



Sense of Adventure


I have always had a love of reading and learning about people, places and things from around the world.  I have had lists since I was a child of the places I wanted to go, see, and experience when I was old enough to do just that.  For me it is necessary to experience the people, places and things personally.  I love to visit and gain understanding about the people and truly get to know whom they are, finding out about their cultures first hand.  I need to see, hear, feel, smell and taste my way through my travels and put these new founds senses to my memory.  Nothing can compare to being there seeing and experiencing things first hand. 

On all my travels, I love exploring the paths that the locals take, talking with the locals and trying my best to be one with them and not just the outsider, the tourist.  The locals once they see you are very interested in who they are, how they live their lives, seeing things from their perspective will see you in a different light.  Showing your true interest of who they are crosses those bounds and fine-tunes you to all that can be a part of your travels.  I find that they have a different level of respect for me and share things with me that I would not learn otherwise.   I have met so many wonderful souls, and made some dear and lasting friendships on my travels and I consider them added blessings in my life. 

You can tell me all about the Eiffel Tower, but until I was there in person studying this recognizable landmark, walking around it, and talking with the Parisians and tourists alike, it was what made it all come alive to me.  I could see it up close and personal, I could touch it, feel the textures, and see the colors. 

I love to sit back and listen to the children and folks having so much fun experiencing the same thing that I am, the exposure of everyone’s feelings showing on their faces and in their hearts.  It makes the soul so complete.  It is etched in your spirit ~ your soul so you can tap into this new-found knowledge when needed or just day dreaming, about all that which is most willingly shared by all on these adventures. 

All the involvements that surrounds you makes a mark on your memory, the evidence of all that was on that sunny afternoon in Paris, experiencing the same as each person sharing the day, equally sharing an experience, least they know or not.  It is there to be recalled whenever you think of your experiences, your associations are recognized, your identity markers of past participation makes a connection, you will recognize again and again some of the same actions, gestures, attitudes that are mimicked at other times in other adventures.  So many things connect each and all.   The total sum of all sounds, sights, smells, tastes all interconnect and bring the ‘Sense of Adventure’ to meet and combine at your center.  I know when I experience things it triggers the good the bad and the indifference in all experiences spent to present, the recall is phenomenal. 

When I dined at the Les Tour 58 Eiffel in Paris, I remember the sights, the beautiful white lights that could be seen while looking out the window, the sounds, and the smells.  The beautiful linen, the china and silver, and the wonderful staff and how they treated us, took us in, and told us what we should not miss on this trip.  Asking where we had been and where we were going and telling us some simple things that might make this trip that much more enjoyable and memorable.  They were so kind and it was   genuine respect that they showed us as we muddled through what now in retrospect seemed or was beginners French.    The harder we tried the more sincere they were. 

I will never forget anyone of the experiences I have had ~ be it in Paris, NYC or Seattle, no matter where I have traveled.  Each and all are a total sum of all that I have become and are embedded in my heart, to be thought of often and even shared. 

My words, photography and food blog, is a place I will share some of my short(s) (I prefer calling them) stories I love to write, some of my photography and of course my love of food and cooking.  At times, I may bring along some of my family and friends that have joined me along the way.  I always look forward to adventure and new souls and of what I do not know and the love of getting to know each and all better, learning from firsthand experience, and yes with my inquisitive nature I hope some of you will not mind answering my questions or explaining something to me along the way….RaeDi

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