This is a True Life allegory.

One in which I did not intend to participate. But as Life would have it (for all Human Beings), we often find the Path of Life writhing and alive with unexpected twists and turns created by a myriad of Environments, Situations and unforeseen Consequences. In every Circumstance, sweet and sour, the question is always 'do I hang onto the lemons (and pucker up the 'ole sour puss) or Make lemonade to Enjoy and Share with Others ?

For the sake of allegorical fiction, we'll call our primary character Cheyenne (meaning - The Tribe).

Cheyenne, has been a member of the American Society's Work Force (meaning that she had a job at which she was paid) since the age of fourteen. During the summer months, when schools nationwide let all of the Children out to roam the city streets and country back roads freely, Cheyenne Worked for her father's business as a receptionist/secretary/file clerk. On the weekends, throughout the year, she earned monies Singing at local weddings and funerals. She found tremendous Joy and Life Lessons being able to participate and share her talents within the Cycles of New Beginnings and Loving Endings. She was proud of her Work, and proud of her earnings, and saved her monies wisely.

A few years later, Cheyenne found herself waffling between a Singing career and becoming a Nursing Instructor (Teacher). So, she decided to work as a Nurses Assistant for a Medical Center in Texas, which would pay her way through School and Training, if Cheyenne contracted to give the Med Center a year of paid Service for every year she had to attend Nursing School.

It was an Ideal Opportunity. You help me and I'll help you. I'll scratch your back and You scratch mine. Everyone Benefits. It was Healthy deal (and Ideal) making at its best.

During the first year, Cheyenne spent many long, but satisfying, hours working with Patients, attending Nursing School classes and Singing at local coffee shops, live music venues, and leading Sunday 'hymn-a-longs' at the Med Center for Patients. It was the Best of all Worlds.

Then, one Fateful, unexpected Cross Roads day, while two other Nursing Students and Cheyenne were attempting to get a 450 pound Patient (with recent hip surgery) from her wheelchair to her bed manually with pull sheets (because the floor's chair-lift was broken), the direction of Cheyenne's Life took a sudden detour.

Detour ! There's a bumpy Road ahead ! Wish I'd Seen, that Detour sign !

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