Inspiration from a Clock

I sit here slumped on my couch staring blankly at my round, black clock that hangs ever so precise above my bed. This circular device is an analog clock that makes the most obnoxious noise. Every time the second-hand moves it creates this tick, tick, ticking noise. There is nothing on my mind, no important thoughts of what I should be doing with my day, no chores, or to do lists. Just the echoing of the tick, tick, tick, as the long thin black, hand moves from one number to the next.

I have a love hate relationship with that ticking noise. The ticking nags me, like a mother nagging her children to do their chores.  It pokes and prods every thought of mine, reminding me that I should do something productive with my time.

I should probably be grazing my fingertips over the buttons on my keyboard to write a “thoughtful” response based off of the poems I read by Phillis Wheatley in my African American Literature class.

Or maybe I should crack open my theories of personality textbook and start reading page one because…well …quite frankly I’m a little behind in my reading already in that class (oops-sorry mom).

Honestly, I should probably get up, make myself some food, start my laundry that has been backing up for more than a week now, make my bed, and start jotting down all the things that I need to complete before the sun goes down.

BUT, instead, I sit here still as a rock staring blankly at my clock, as the ticking noises continue to echo throughout my room, and my thoughts.

TIME, such an interesting concept, don’t you think?

I mean common, you can’t tell me that you never wished you could freeze time just for a moment so you could relax, take a breather and put a stop to your to do lists, busy, and bad days?

How about wishing you could go back in time to stop yourself from doing that one thing that you regret doing or saying so your current situation would look different, and better than what it is?

Or wishing you could fast forward to the future to skip all the pain, hurt, and stresses of today, moving to a better day, a happier day?

Yeah I’ve wished it too, don’t worry. We all have.

I think what I have come to realize about this concept of time is that no matter how much we wish we can change it we can’t. I cannot just wish that my past situations would change so that today’s circumstances would be different. I cannot stop the clock so I can just sit here and dwell in my own misery and sadness.

I have to stand and deal with my present circumstances.

I have to face the problems of today head on with honesty, integrity, and effort.

I think that’s why the second-hand keeps ticking, to remind us that life goes on no matter what situation  a person may face.

Each of us has our own set of time, responsibilities, activities, and feelings that we uphold. For me, today may be a terrible day, but for you reader, it might be a great day, filled with excitement and joy

Regardless, in the big scheme of things it’s imperative to set aside the time, and effort for the activities, and people who matter the most to us.

So readers, with that,  I am going to get up, put my big girl pants on, and face my daily dreaded activities, circumstances, and feelings head on.  Heck maybe I’ll not only do my laundry but I’ll actually fold it and put it away this time while also calling my mom to thank her for everything she has done for me.

I hope you too face today head on and accomplish all that you set out to do despite the daily draining activities of life.

Like I tell one of my good friends, it is not a bad life, just a bad day.

God bless,

L. Blum

God Bless the New Year, America… and the Unknown

 Stepping into the Unknown

With the New Year in full effect, and the presidency officially switching over from Obama to Trump, I feel as if a post on letting go of the old and stepping into the unknown would be appropriate.

I would be lying to you if I told you that I kept up with the politics that has been swirling on around me for the last year or so about the new presidential election.

I, like plenty of other Americans, scrolled through my Facebook news feed, twitter feed, even some of my Instagram posts dealing with the road to finding a new leader for our country.

I gathered information from online sources that forced their way in front of my face.

I listened to my fellow peers and professors on their opinions of this ground breaking news and attempted to make my own opinion as best as I could on the subject at hand.

I tried to stay educated and well-rounded on the subject  to finding a new president.

As I sat at my computer today thinking of a new post to make I thought about current situations that were going on in my own personal life.

I’m currently facing a situation that is kind of sticky and unfortunate; the type of situation where I personally did not want it to change, but had no say in the matter. I do not know what will happen next or where I will really go from here, but what I do know is that I have to patiently wait as the universe pans everything out for my own good.

I sat here thinking about the situation I was personally going through and made a connection between my personal life and this presidential change we are going through as a country.

As a nation, we are saying goodbye to a familiar president who has made history for our country while stepping into the unknown future of a new leader.


What will happen to our country? Will we be as strong as we have always been? Will we continue to progress?

Or will we move backwards? Will fear lead our nation?

Or will hope, promise, and positivity rule over all individuals residing in it?

According to Merriam-Webster’s online dictionary the definition of the intransitive verb to change is “to undergo transformation, transition, or substitution.” [1]

I hate change. Like absolutely despise it.

I hate transitioning from old ways or old people to new situations.

I hate that I do not have the control over it. I hate that things don’t always work out the way I want them to and sometimes I actually have to accept situations for what they are.

But what I am learning is that change is inevitable.  We are constantly undergoing transformations, transitions, or substitutions as individuals.

Quite frankly, we as a nation in this point of time are undergoing a major transition.

You may be like me where you hate change, you like the way things have been. Maybe this is in your own personal life or you can relate this to the transformation we are going through as a country.

Or maybe you are good at accepting change, you enjoy change, you welcome it with open arms.

Regardless of which end of the spectrum you are, I think how we handle major changes or transformation in our life or our nation can cause us to either succeed or fail.

You see, to me this change that I am personally going through despite how much I hate it is an opportunity for me to look back over the course of the entire situation and analyze where I went right and where I went wrong.

It’s a chance to positively step into the unknown taking the things I have learned and create something for myself and my life that I haven’t been able to do prior to this change.

I think we as a country have to look at this transition in this same light. This change is a chance as a nation and as individuals to create a better tomorrow for our future inhabitants. It’s a chance to voice our opinions, our wants, our needs, and our desires to positively move ourselves and our country in the right direction.

As Obama said in his farewell speech:

“So that’s what we mean when we say America is exceptional. Not that our nation has been flawless from the start, but that we have shown the capacity to change, and make life better for those who follow.”

“Yes, our progress has been uneven. The work of democracy has always been hard. It has been contentious. Sometimes it has been bloody. For every two steps forward, it often feels we take one step back. But the long sweep of America has been defined by forward motion, a constant widening of our founding creed to embrace all, and not just some.”[2]


So like Obama said, America is exceptional, and I believe YOU are exceptional.

You and I, as well as America as a whole, can handle changes, transformations, and transitions that are not always easy.

 We can choose to see these changes in a brighter, more positive way and can continuously move forward into the unknown creating a better pathway for ourselves. It just depends on how we deal with this change.

How will you deal with it?

I choose HOPE for the unknown.

I choose SUCCESS for the unknown.


I hope you choose the same.

Until next time,

God bless,




OUR glimpse into HISTORY

This is the excerpt for your very first post.

As I have grown older, I have come to appreciate the subject of history more and more. When I was younger, I never understood why I had to learn about certain individual’s lives and how they had a significant impact on some of history’s greatest events. To me, history was boring – all we have is the here and now. Why do we have to learn about past events when they have no correlation to my life in the present?  Well, as all of my old history teachers used to say, historical events that have happened in the past prevent us from repeating them in the present. Aka the past shapes the future.

I was never interested in the subject of history until college, where I opened myself up to a vast wealth of information. One professor in particular (we will call him Professor D.) changed my perspective on this boring field of study. Professor D. was an energetic man who asked lots of questions to create thoughtful discussions in his classroom. The course I took with Professor D was World History before the 1500s.

What made this class so interesting was the way Professor D. taught the course. He didn’t put up Power Point slides boring his students with information about certain dates and places of origin like other professors I’ve had done. Instead, he required our class to read and analyze “artifacts” as he called them, or written documents, paintings, and sculptures that came from a particular time period.

I remember reading about the Qin Dynasty through the eyes of  the leader of the Dynasty. I read excerpts from the Bible through the eyes of Jesus’ disciples, John and Matthew. I also analyzed pictures of cave drawings while learning about the first nomadic people.

I did a lot of reading and a lot of thinking in that class.

What enticed me the most about reading and analyzing all of these various artifacts were these artifacts were real people’s stories during real times that they decided to record. I was reading about people’s beliefs, morals, and values that lead them to live out their lives in their own ways. The neat part is that these beliefs, morals, values, rules of a nation, or stories that these particular people recorded have turned into important documentations that has revealed our world’s past. The authors to these artifacts probably had no clue that their lives would be that significant. These individuals just documented what they knew and saw around them.

Isn’t it crazy to think right now as you and I live out our lives we are creating history? We do not even notice that the clothes we wear, the cars we drive, the things we believe in will one day be documented in history books for future generations to read about. I think that is pretty awesome and that is why I have come to appreciate history. These people who lived and documented their lives , whether in paintings, writings, drawings, sculptures, you name it, shared pieces of their lives with the world during that particular moment in time.

It is pretty amazing when you really grasp the idea that you are a small piece that contributes to a whole generation in history.

But the question is what are you going to do with it? How are you going to document your life? What legacy are you going to leave behind?

In a sense we all are here for a “glimpse in time.” All of us are here on this earth for a select amount of time for some reason and some purpose that is somewhat unknown. We come into this world, live out our day-to-day lives, try to figure out who, and what we want to be, while also touching those around us. We attempt to create something of ourselves, whether that is creating something out of our work environments, our passions, or finding someone to join this journey of life with and creating a family. Whichever ways each of us chooses to live our lives out we end up creating a world for ourselves.  We surround ourselves with the people and things we want most, causing others to have an effect on us, and us to have an effect on them. Believe it or not, we each have something to add to this big ole’ world of ours.

I, like many others who are reading this blog post want to touch the world. I want to be able to use my abilities and the gifts God granted me with to do the best I possibly can. I feel as if one of those areas is writing and why not take a shot in the dark and put my thoughts out into the world. Heck after all it could touch someone who is reading it.

Our glimpse in time, this blog, is my glimpse into history. These are my stories, ideas, values and thoughts that will be documented in one place for the world to see. Some people document their life through songs and musical instruments, while others through a canvas and paint brush. Unfortunately, I wasn’t gifted with a beautiful singing voice or a steady stroke of a hand on a canvas. What I was gifted in was the ability to tell enticing stories; stories about my life and the lives closest to me.

As you embark on this journey with me at Our Glimpse in Time my hope is you read my stories and are impacted to believe you too have stories to tell and a life to live.

So with that, join me on MY glimpse in time to make OUR time on this Earth a better place.

Hope you come back and join me for this journey.

God Bless,


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