All because of Craigslist.

I met the most interesting man today in my driveway. He bought a camera off of CraigsList from me. The first time we met, 2 days ago, was an entirely different encounter. One where I left feeling less then par. See he was a comedian and the joke I asked to hear actually was lewd and left me with that, “wish I wouldn’t have asked sort of feeling”.

But today he left me with a different feeling altogether. He pulled up in a safe looking sedan. Probably the popular Camry or Taurus or something. It was grey and pulled up shortly after 2 in the afternoon. Our last conversation via email left off with him telling me that he did not keep my telephone number from our last interaction because he held it to a high esteem not to “keep in touch with married women”… So of course I was curious on why he thought this single white female was indeed wed.

He got out of his car and approached me hesitantly… money in hand as if very ready to seal this deal. The charger for the camera he bought was left in my bag so he had needed to retrieve it thus us meeting for a second time in two days. I asked him why he thought I was married and he replied wearily, “I just assumed”… I see. Well I am not.I wanted to interact more as I do with anyone who draws this kind of curiosity in my spirit nut it was almost sizzling on this fine summer day. The exchange was made and as it was I took notice to the many tattoos on his arm… “what does that one mean” I asked. Oh, well this one stands for my daughters name, KAY and this one for my boy’s, Kayton.

I see. We then get into a several minute conversation about his kids which then morphs into a brief story of the “unfit mother” and then onto the relationship with his not very close father. Joshua was the name on the email signature but he said he liked to go by Josh. Around the dad bit he starts talking of his love for playing cards and he fills me in that it was more than the cards… it was more of the love for math and psychology that drew him to the table to play, not the gambling part at all. He went on to tell me that his mentor says he is even good enough to play in the World Championships.

What moved me the most was Josh’s comment about his love for math and psychology. He mentioned that he was not able to develop this love through means of college and thus is now allowed to use his passion in his card playing. My heart then sank. I realized that all this potential was limited. Not so much limited by the person’s actions but by his circumstance. I thought of the many benefits I have been bestowed. I thought about the great parents, the education that I am sure I took for granted, the extravagant living and so on and so forth.

Of course it caused me to think of this moment. Of writing about Joshua. I can’t help but want to do all that I am capable of doing, in the writing sphere especially. I pray that my hands move quickly and my heart even faster. That I do not sit on the sideline and wish that I was able to do this or that but instead propel myself into the life that I am dreaming of in this head of mine.

Dream on Natalie and DREAM BIG>

Limitations are only of the mind.

Where you find yourself weakest, gives Him chance to show Himself strongest.

Dream on little bird and fly with all thy might!