Caren Ware's Blog

March 16, 2013

Not FROZEN in Time

Filed under: Uncategorized — Caren Ware @ 7:14 am

sunsetsocal8Good thing we ebb and grow. I am still wondering where I should take my next career steps in life.  But for now, I have freed up myself to concentrate on something more than the volume I was doing in Southern California.  There is a WORLD to tell you about. a BIG GRAND WORLD of opportunity.  Let me first let me catch you up to speed with me. One, I turned 50 this year and with it lots of changes, including those few blue moments that come with swinging hormones.  Luckily, they are rare and few, but feel identical to the same swings that came when I hit puberty and the monthly periods began.  You get this once a month day that, not matter, the world feels like it is falling apart from the inside out and you scramble to attach it to something that could possibly make you feel so emotional.DSCN2140

So, to move on from there,  here is a moment to applaud the accomplishments and meaning life does have.  I have two very competent kids tackling college.  I provided them with a home in a resort community, life on a lake and winter snow skiing.  Private school, trips abroad…adventurous, my style places.  I attended a community church, coached the High School track and cross country teams, and one season of volleyball.  I cooked once a week for over 200 people to help a church mid-week get together.  I took hosting classes to be competent in front of the camera, a good experience.  I remodeled a 944 Porsche with a good relationship.  I have a Warlock demon ski boat purchased for the sole opportunity to have an outlet that I enjoyed my kids and their friends in. I ran an incredibly complicated and successful timing business with trucks, trailers, warehouse, high tech computer systems, and great staff.  Did so for 20 solid years.  I am in incredible shape for a women my age.  I am making the opportunity to get in better shape and plan to train for the World Track & Field Championships in October 2013 after my bucket list check off of running the marathon in Antarctica.  I love the outdoors and have a great mountain bike, top of the line road bike, and dirt and paved bike paths in all directions to ride them in Jackson.  I am enjoying yoga, trail running, and will be coaching the Jackson High School track team this season, as well as attending the USA Track & Field Level II coaching academy.  I renewed my WSI, Lifesaving, CPR, and first aid to help me in the process of getting back into recreational administration.  I secured a Masters in Public Administration during all this busyness of running a business.  And I spent a summer managing the kitchen for that fantastic camp I was a camp counselor, activities director, and  waterskiing and climbing instructor during my undergraduate college days.  I ran track in college, road races and triathlons my mid years, and am back on the track as a masters athlete.  I am excited about my adventure based timing company ITzabouttime.com.  It will take me the choice places I love to travel to, plus give me something I can give back to the community here in this Jackson region.  I have more years of experience in timing than any company out there. I am also starting up a production company called SUNRUN PROUCTIONS and a track training camp company called TRY TRACK, in which, I will include the magic of  good  summer camp fun with the skill development that will help youth be accomplished track athletes.  But underneath all this, I have wander lust.  I think I may end up in the ends of the earth helping others enjoy the ends of the earth.  I want to guide adventure based opportunities for a while.  That’s what I really want to do.socal6009__DEP4736IMG_9941

Our home was open to anyone that needed it.  We had Japanese exchange students, troubled youth, and 5 Hispanic boys that we have come to consider as our sons.  They went to Belmont High in downtown Los Angeles as newcomers, but rode the metro and spent all their time off the track at our home training or working for our timing company.  All five went on to colleges and universities on running scholarships despite the odds against them.  It is an amazing story I will share with you.  It is one I am in the process of writing a book and screen script about.  (came to Jackson to do so, but have been too distracted by all the great outdoors, surprisingly winter outdoors…that I have written far less than hoped.  Better get on that.  Am now treating it like a job that I have to put the hours in for.)shoot3

And I need to after our most recent episode in my boys being young men without a country.  We got them student visas, but the day they graduated they went back to being ‘illegal’.  One of our ‘sons’ has a twin sister and mother he has not seen in 10 years.  He knows he has limited time left to get to see his aging mother.  He chose to marry a women that promised to help him get his papers.  The wedding plans and living with this women, whom had three teenage children became a real home for our son. After the tedious and expensive wedding, he constantly told us all the things they planned and did, that they bought a bar b que and a backyard pool.  He fell easily into the position as father to the kids and enjoyed the new found family. And I constantly asked him why he had not filed for his papers.  His excuse was that his money had to go to paying rent and bills.  I finally told him I would give him money to put in a special account just for filing for his papers, not to be used for this woman’s family.  I get a collect call from a jail in the middle of the night.  He is scared, confused.  He said he went home and everyone was gone and oddly, so was his computer.  He txted the kids who always came home at this time from school.  Odd, not response.  Than the police showed up to arrest him for spousal rape.  The gal trumped up a cause to get him put away and sent back over the border.  Apparently, this is not the first guy she has done this to.  Like, where is the father if her kids? And our unsuspecting, bewildered son is in a bad, hard to prove innocent situation, plus broken hearted.  He actually loved his new family.  And his ‘hood’ family is ready for revenge.  Life is hard enough.  They can’t allow someone to mess with them that way.

This struggle to get my son out of jail  all took place while I am trying to time an event in Mau, Hawaiii and get down to South America and not miss the boat I have been on a waiting list to go for four years!  So what went with me to Antarctica was that heart felt heart for those that struggle as people without countries.  Maybe, I finally realize that it so keen to me because I was raised by a mom who was half Cree Indian.  My grandmother, in her teens, had hitch hiked to California from Oklahoma and once there, discovered she was pregnant in a day when unwed women were not.  My beautiful as any model mom had a hole in her heart from being left at and raised by a home mill of unwanted children.  A hole that never could be filled until I watched God’s grace bring her own mother to her bedside and tenderly mother her as she fought and lost her battle with cancer. Two of my Hispanic boys had been left orphaned in Southern Mexico by their mom.  They spent 6 years putting coins in a can to get coyotes to get them across the border just to find their moms.  Family is strong.  It is an innate  need and drive in us.  IMG_0504

People were asking what indigenous people was I to meet in Antarctica….the penguins they would joke.  Yes, the penguins were worth meeting, but very few people know about the Russian crew in the belly of the whale of a cruise ship.  Those were the ones I wanted toIMAG2542IMAG0128DSCN1955 - Copy learn from.  What’s their story.

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