Six years ago tomorrow, Hub Man and I were doing this:
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It has been a good 6 years, but so many things have happened! Changes everywhere...
There have been marriages, divorces, deaths, babies born, youngest sons moved out on their own, and our blended family is scattered from north to south. My husband jumps out of airplanes, and I am holding menopausal mayhem at bay.
When one looks at the big picture, sometimes it's overwhelming how many things come and go in our lives. It creates in me the desire to re-group, take stock, have attitude adjustments, make new creative productivity commitments, and pull closer to those I love. I have the impulse to try to get more control of my life, but at the same time, life experience itself is reminding me that control is an illusion. And that even now, the universe is turning the ball in its hand, hiding it in the glove, positioning its fingers just so, preparing to throw a curve ball my way. And me, I've just taken the first steps in getting used to the fast balls. Kind of...
They should teach us, first thing in school, on the very first day. It should be written large atop the blackboard.... Nothing Stays The Same (Except for Gravity!)
I don't know if it would help or not. I probably would not have believed it anyway.
In any case. We only get one day at a time. So today, we are going to go up to a little town near here that has a lot of small shops and just browse around. I'm taking a small pittance from my allowance along, in case I find the perfect journal, or the perfect pen, or some such thing to commemorate the day.
To Hub man, I have this to say: If I had it to do over again, I would do it over again!