Hilda’s Side Of The Story – Live From Seattle, WA

hilda( A Story By Hilda Terroe)
It’s November 2010, in Seattle, a few days prior I had the opportunity to people watch at the Alderwood Mall, best place to do so if I may say so myself. I saw people scrambling madly to prepare for the holiday season; I felt their excitement, their agitation as they try to find that perfect gift for their loved ones.

I am still mourning over the end of our summer season here. Now it’s beginning to snow and finally I am feeling the holiday spirit. It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas, and as I’m cooped up at home, unable to leave my house I stare out my bedroom window and I think what this holiday season is about for me this year. They’re about my loved ones – they are about giving to the less fortunate. Seeing the snow and feeling the chill, I imagine all those women and children who can benefit from a warm coat and warm meal in their belly, it’s about giving and not expecting anything in return. The phrase “agape love” comes to mind.
I am always scrambling, running from one place to another, that I had forgotten how to breathe. Yes, I may be immobile now but I see it as a blessing and there’s no place I’d rather be than my own home. It’s so peaceful and beautiful outside. The quietness force me to quiet down and contemplate how I have grown as a person, how my life have changed for the better thanks to the support of my loved ones, my own sheer will power and most of all to God.

As I’m lying in my comfortable bed, with my hot caramel coffee, I realize how important it is to take some time to just enjoy being ME in a place that is safe, clean and to me beautiful. I have so much to be thankful for and one of them is having a place to call home. For home is where the heart is, and it’s so important to stay grounded that you may not lose heart to what is happening in our lives.