Saturday, December 19, 2015

Time is counting down to Christmas. We've added a parakeet to our family, and his cheerful chirps blend well with the music I play. I love being surrounded by critters, no matter how small. They're so free of all the ulterior motives humans seem to have for everything they do. I am incredibly homesick for places and times long past, that can never "be" again. I guess many of us are guilty of that from time to time. I especially miss my children (who are not children any more by any stretch), and the fun of singing Christmas carols together, funny packages, cookie batter, and the laughter. They are so precious to me. I'm not sure they know how precious they are. I think as they've grown up they've moved into a different role in my life, and don't realize that to me, at least, they're still children. It won't be that many years away that I'll be the child, and they'll be the parents. I wonder why my voice has gone silent these past years .... seems since 2005 when we moved from AZ to MI I stopped singing for some reason. And now, my poor throat has no idea what's expected of it. Need to get in the car and drive somewhere, singing all the vocal exercises to bring it back into use.
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
Boy, am I out of the loop. It's been so long since I've added anything here, and I'm determined to do better this year. To catch up, I was married June 26, 2014, a change for the better. He is a good man, a private man, so I won't say too much about him here. I will say it's wonderful to be appreciated, and told so, There are always things to whine about in anyone's life, but the overall picture is good. I am becoming more introspective I think. Often during the day I think of things I'd like to write down, and don't, so that when I'm here to write about them I can't remember them. My patient MD tells me as long as I don't put the car keys in the freezer it's just the normal "aging process", something I'm fighting tooth and nail. It's Advent. As a Christian I am filled with the anticipation of Christmas. That's not to say I approve of the commercialism, which seems to get worse each year. This year one of my daughters put forth a series of links (one for each of her family members) to a list of approved Christmas gifts. On one hand, I suppose that's very practical, but personally I found it offensive. The world as we know it, especially my own country, is in shambles, as different factions vie for control. I wish I could sit them all down and tell them the Christmas story. Even if they're not Christians, the underlying concepts of peace, love, and promises coming from a dirty, smelly stable in the middle of an economically poor town is what it's all about. Doing something for others, giving a gift (hopefully unexpected) so someone, kindness, these are the things that motivate me this time of year. I hope that I have these motivations all through the year and I believe I do, just heightened this month. So this starts my new blog. I will put a pad of paper and a pen in my pocket, and jot down things I want to share.