Kayla Lynn Waksmonski
Art thou desire, to wander ever so far? To follow the river stream, as the water rushes down. As the buzz of a bee, grabs my attention,
Different View of Small Town Living
Living in a small town has its perks, and also has its drags... I've lived in the same small town for 30 years. Well, my whole life. I've seen so many people come and go. Businesses start with hopes of bringing something to the community, followed by discouragement with having to close the doors due to, just not having the business. WalMart has tried bringing a store here, but it creates too much competition and smaller stores will just close down. Or so the town says. But honestly, we wouldn't know. I've watched this little town just die down, with no hopes of having something to come in and replace it. Things that make it hard to get resources and essentials that are needed. Even going to the doctor's office is a big deal. You better be prepared for an all day trip. And that's not just waiting in the waiting area, or now a days, your car, for the doctor to call you back. Most people travel at least 90 miles to get what's needed. But then again, if someone is going out of town, we can just let that person know we need something and hopefully they wont be too busy to do you the favor of bringing toilet paper from Walmart because our dollar stores are out, or whatever.
Growing up, my mom and I didn’t have the best relationship. However, looking back, I know in my heart, she did the best she knew how to.
Faith in the Sunflowers
In 2016, I started working for the local Chiropractor here in the community. I have to admit, the first day I walked into the office, I didn't know what to expect. I was really nervous. The waiting area was dark and dusty some. As I walked up to the reception window and the doctor looked up and said, "You're here. Come on around to this side and make yourself at home." I remember sitting in the chair and feeling overwhelmed with the stacks of files and paperwork all over. I knew I had a lot to learn and a lot to get done. Well, I've been working there ever since. Gotten rid of all the stacks of paperwork, and the office has had quite a bit of updates since then.
Chasing the Butterflies
Growing up, I had also chased the butterflies. And as I get older, the more the grab my attention. When I was probably 5 or 6 my mom had some bright morning glories and tulips planted in the yard, that always grew my attention. That's when I learned that butterflies liked the bright colors and the sweets that came from the flowers.
The first time I had ever smoked weed, I was probably about 15 or 16. I remember laying outside on the brick wall, and blowing out that first puff of smoke. It was night time and I remember thinking, oh wow, this is what it feels like. A sense of relaxation came over me like I had never felt. I remember everything being so enhanced. I could hear cars driving on the highway, that was about 5 miles from my house. I could hear the leaves blowing lightly in the trees. I could hear the crickets even climbing up the trees as the made their cricket noises. Well, it seemed that way anyways. And all the stars looked so brights and big. Then, after I laid outside for hours, I went in my kitchen and ate like it was a Thanksgiving feast. Well, not with the turkey and stuffing, but I ate everything I could get my hands on. Followed by the best, and longest sleep I had ever gotten.
Finding the Sun
Standing in the field, feeling the warm, as it fades away. Stretching out to find the last bit of light, hoping it would be so bright.