Well, the "birthday week" is now drawing to a close on this Sunday afternoon. The big "Seven-Oh" has arrived and it is here to stay. Yikes!
Yesterday afternoon was the perfect end to the birthday week. Family and I met and Ken and Marion's house for an afternoon of barbecue, laughter, love, eating, talking...and all in all the best time ever (at least for me). I am ashamed to admit that this old man began fading away early and was in bed by 9:30pm...meanwhile the youngsters built a fire in the firepit and I am sure they were not in bed until well after midnight.
Of course the payback was that I was up bright and early (6:30am) and having coffee while they slumbered away. LOL
The last time I had been in Ken and Marion's house was January, 2002, and I was there for a few days...and remember one of the best spaghetti dinners ever. Fond memories. Now they are no longer with us and although their house still echoes their voices and their presence, it also is filled with the present. I know beyond a doubt that this is what they would want...their family enjoying their home.
So this morning while sipping coffee I was surrounded by memories...maybe even voices of the past...of simply sitting at the kitchen bar and sipping wine and getting snockered...to Christmases, Thanksgivings, Easters...all of the celebrations of life. I could not help but wonder where all of these years have gone...there are so many years yet they have disappeared in seconds. I miss Ken and Marion more today than I have ever missed them.
Life goes on, eh?
Apropos in today's Daily Word: "I am the author of my story. No matter what happens, I choose the meaning I give to events in my life. "
Truly, I am the author of my life and I've written some great chapters to this thing called life. Also, I've written some things that I will also keep buried for they are about episodes in my life that are not really me.
My goal...my purpose...is to keep writing those great chapters.
E'nuff!
Yesterday afternoon was the perfect end to the birthday week. Family and I met and Ken and Marion's house for an afternoon of barbecue, laughter, love, eating, talking...and all in all the best time ever (at least for me). I am ashamed to admit that this old man began fading away early and was in bed by 9:30pm...meanwhile the youngsters built a fire in the firepit and I am sure they were not in bed until well after midnight.
Of course the payback was that I was up bright and early (6:30am) and having coffee while they slumbered away. LOL
The last time I had been in Ken and Marion's house was January, 2002, and I was there for a few days...and remember one of the best spaghetti dinners ever. Fond memories. Now they are no longer with us and although their house still echoes their voices and their presence, it also is filled with the present. I know beyond a doubt that this is what they would want...their family enjoying their home.
So this morning while sipping coffee I was surrounded by memories...maybe even voices of the past...of simply sitting at the kitchen bar and sipping wine and getting snockered...to Christmases, Thanksgivings, Easters...all of the celebrations of life. I could not help but wonder where all of these years have gone...there are so many years yet they have disappeared in seconds. I miss Ken and Marion more today than I have ever missed them.
Life goes on, eh?
Apropos in today's Daily Word: "I am the author of my story. No matter what happens, I choose the meaning I give to events in my life. "
Truly, I am the author of my life and I've written some great chapters to this thing called life. Also, I've written some things that I will also keep buried for they are about episodes in my life that are not really me.
My goal...my purpose...is to keep writing those great chapters.
E'nuff!
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