Each year I chose a word to focus on. At the end of the year I reflect on things that of done or experienced and how my word fit into it all.
2019 Word was - Dream – to
consider, imagine, a possibility –
Wednesday, January 1, 2020
Wednesday, December 25, 2019
Thursday, November 28, 2019
Sunday, October 6, 2019
Fall Leaves and Cold Air
It's been awhile since I've been here. Since starting my new job with new hours I'm not getting nearly as much done here in cyberspace! I have to get up at 3am if I'm going to work on blogs - and it doesn't matter what time I get home. I'm tired! But here I am today. Sitting on my couch with no noise, watching the light breeze blow the leaves onto my deck and reveling in the stillness. I love fall.
But what is fall?
But what is fall?
Sunday, July 28, 2019
Monday, May 27, 2019
The Journey Thus Far
It's been awhile. I've been pondering where I've been and where I'm going. As I watched the Lord of the Rings, Return of the King yesterday, I was struck, again, by the conversation that Gandalf had with Pippin as they faced battle and their potential demise;
“PIPPIN: I didn't think it would end this way.
As I draw closer to the grey rain-curtain, things like this pass through my mind. I ponder what I've done - what would I do over. Then I ponder what's to come.
My friend writes a blog, The Gero-Punk Project (if you haven't read it I recommend you do) and she posted her most recent, "Public Service Announcement" where she again asks the questions - If you had a playdate with your 8 year old self, what would you do? And she asks if you could share some wine or tea with your future self, what would you talk about?
My 8 year old self would be making mud pies (and eating them) and serving a group of imaginary party goers.
Then my future self and I would share some cognac (and maybe some caviar) and talk about those shoulda, coulda, wouldas that we all have. I would have saved better for retirement. I would have given birth to children.
But as I really think about these things, I really think those are my only two regrets. But life has been good to me. I have four amazing children that aren't mine by birth and are shared by three other mothers (three step-kids and an ex-daughter-in-law). I have a home I love and I clearly have plenty to eat! I have opportunities to grow and to learn every day and, even though we are broke most of the time, I have all the "things" I need and even some that I don't. My life has been good.
The whole thought behind this blog is to embrace my aging self. Some days I feel far more aged than others. And some days I feel light and young and ready to take on the world - again.
Although we all face that final, grey rain-curtain. There's no getting around it. This life of ours truly is a journey. I hope you are enjoying yours as much as I am enjoying mine.
“PIPPIN: I didn't think it would end this way.
GANDALF: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another path, one that we all must take. The grey rain-curtain of this world rolls back, and all turns to silver glass, and then you see it.
PIPPIN: What? Gandalf? See what?
GANDALF: White shores, and beyond, a far green country under a swift sunrise.
PIPPIN: Well, that isn't so bad.
GANDALF: No. No, it isn't.”
As I draw closer to the grey rain-curtain, things like this pass through my mind. I ponder what I've done - what would I do over. Then I ponder what's to come.
My friend writes a blog, The Gero-Punk Project (if you haven't read it I recommend you do) and she posted her most recent, "Public Service Announcement" where she again asks the questions - If you had a playdate with your 8 year old self, what would you do? And she asks if you could share some wine or tea with your future self, what would you talk about?
My 8 year old self would be making mud pies (and eating them) and serving a group of imaginary party goers.
Then my future self and I would share some cognac (and maybe some caviar) and talk about those shoulda, coulda, wouldas that we all have. I would have saved better for retirement. I would have given birth to children.
But as I really think about these things, I really think those are my only two regrets. But life has been good to me. I have four amazing children that aren't mine by birth and are shared by three other mothers (three step-kids and an ex-daughter-in-law). I have a home I love and I clearly have plenty to eat! I have opportunities to grow and to learn every day and, even though we are broke most of the time, I have all the "things" I need and even some that I don't. My life has been good.
The whole thought behind this blog is to embrace my aging self. Some days I feel far more aged than others. And some days I feel light and young and ready to take on the world - again.
Although we all face that final, grey rain-curtain. There's no getting around it. This life of ours truly is a journey. I hope you are enjoying yours as much as I am enjoying mine.
Wednesday, April 10, 2019
It's National Siblings Day
It's National Siblings Day and I have two - a brother and a sister that I adore and respect. The founder of this special day chose April 10 because it was the birthday of her late sister. That made me ponder the loss of my own brother or sister. My life would be forever changed and my heart forever broken. These two people enrich my life like no others.
My older sister (I call her sis - she was sissy when I was younger and it just feels strange to call her by her name, still) is my best friend, my confidant, my adventure buddy and the person I turn to first. She has been there for me through so many life changes. We have a bond that is so tight, it's actually painful when we argue. Thankfully our relationship takes a front seat to any disagreement and we always move forward. Thank you sis for being who you are.
My little brother (although not so little - well over 6 feet tall) Mike is a blessing. He is so smart he's the one we all turn to for answers to technical questions or science inquiries. He is a generous, compassionate man that cares about all the people around him and sometimes gives too much - there have been those that take advantage. But to him, that doesn't matter. That he was able to help someone, even in a small way, is what is important. He is the kind of man that makes the world a better place. Thank you Mike for the joy you give me.
So today, tell your siblings why they matter. If you are on the outs, consider extending a bridge. There is no friend like a brother or sister.
I love you sis and Mike.
My older sister (I call her sis - she was sissy when I was younger and it just feels strange to call her by her name, still) is my best friend, my confidant, my adventure buddy and the person I turn to first. She has been there for me through so many life changes. We have a bond that is so tight, it's actually painful when we argue. Thankfully our relationship takes a front seat to any disagreement and we always move forward. Thank you sis for being who you are.
My little brother (although not so little - well over 6 feet tall) Mike is a blessing. He is so smart he's the one we all turn to for answers to technical questions or science inquiries. He is a generous, compassionate man that cares about all the people around him and sometimes gives too much - there have been those that take advantage. But to him, that doesn't matter. That he was able to help someone, even in a small way, is what is important. He is the kind of man that makes the world a better place. Thank you Mike for the joy you give me.
So today, tell your siblings why they matter. If you are on the outs, consider extending a bridge. There is no friend like a brother or sister.
I love you sis and Mike.
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