I had a busy day yesterday and thought the cough was due to allergies! I was wrong. I have a full fledged head cold. So many plans and now I’m sidelined for a few days, but it’s okay. I’m fortunate that I don’t get sick often and best of all, it’s killed my appetite!
Thought I renamed this blog with a purchased d’Oman name. I didn’t. I purchased the new domain name for a different blog. You can find me there A Fresh New Life
“Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes in it.” Lucy Maud Montgomery
Rules of the Challenge
- Three quotes for three days
- Three nominees each day (no repetition)
- Thank the person who nominated you
- Inform the nominees
Today I am nominating:
Mary Lou https://meinthemiddlewrites.com/
I haven’t written anything for this blog in over a year. Most of my posts have been to my Life Rewritten blog but after reading over those posts I realized they all sounded so depressing.
Wondering if only writing depressing things helps keep me depressed, I decided to make this blog visible again and try to write from a different perspective. It’s my own experiment and I have no idea how it will work. These past few days have been difficult. I’ve recognized that when I am in a certain type of situation, I become severely depressed. My hope is I can avoid that situation.It has also been difficult because I need $520 worth of blood tests and can’t afford them. Facing my inability to received the healthcare I need increases my anger and resentment towards my ex-husband. Just another hurdle to get over.
So I am going to do this experiment for the month of October. No writing on Life Rewritten. I’ll only write here and write positive upbeat things.
Yes, folks only 15 days before spring and just three days before we move our clocks forward an hour. Now if I still lived in Minnesota or Iowa seeing snow on the ground on March 5th wouldn’t be a surprise. But living in Dallas then it’s a BIG surprise.
Snow makes such a beautiful blanket as long as it’s not disturbed. It muffles sound and can camouflage the ugliest surroundings. It reminds me of how some women live their life. They cover themselves with makeup, surgery, hair extensions, anything to camouflage who they are.
Heaven forbid anyone notices that you are less than perfect. Unfortunately, all of those false applications eventually melt away, just like snow and you are left with the ugly mess. When there is nothing of value beyond the exterior, then destruction comes. It is just a matter of time.
And for the men who have chosen to leave a real woman for someone younger and false and plastic, they will find themselves alone when they truly need someone. Sad so so sad
Years ago some people much older than I am gave me some wise insight. When asked if we wanted to know our future, I said yes. They all responded no. I didn’t understand why until they explained that as humans we tend to focus on what goes wrong and not on what goes right. By knowing my future I quite possibly would have missed out many joys because my focus would have been on my divorce. I just never have liked the unknown. I lived in 5 states and went to 8 schools in 5 years. Every time a move was announced, I panicked. It always took me so long to make friends and feel like the house was home. I haven’t changed. Once my ex-husband and I found ourselves in Texas, we spent almost all 30 of our years together in the same town. I settled in and I was happy. Unfortunately I made the mistake that so many of us do and believed that once I had settled into life, it would all be good.
Now I find myself at the beginning of another new and unknown path. I am more frightened now than when I was 9 years old and thrust into a culturally different place where everyone made fun of my accent, my name, my hair etc. Because then I had no control over where I lived or went to school. It was all controlled by my parents. When I married I lived where my husband decided. His job took us from Iowa to Texas. I had no say in where we lived. We lived where he worked.
No one is dictating to me where I must live. It is scary. I am still don’t have a job. Do I leave Texas, the place I’ve called home for the past 30 years? Do I follow one of my daughters? Do I return to where my mother and sister live? Do I just pick a place I think I would like and go for it?
I DON’T KNOW. THIS UNKNOWN PATH SCARES ME BUT IT IS ONE I MUST FACE.
It seems like yesterday I was writing about what to do for Christmas. Now the presents are opened and Christmas has come and gone, but that doesn’t mean the fun is over. Dallas offers a variety of ways to ring in the New Year. This link New Year’s Eve will take you to Eventbrite with a list of the area celebrations. So find one that is right for you.
If you would rather stay home and celebrate with friends and family, it doesn’t mean you will miss out on the fun. December 1999 I had a party to celebrate the arrival of 2000. Friends came to join us as we said goodbye to 1999. I asked everyone to bring a dish to share and their favorite beverage. I supplied the cups, napkins, plates and activities. We had karaoke. You can rent a karaoke machine or just hook up a microphone to your own receiver. A friend played Auld Lang Syne on the piano and we all sang along as the old year passed and the new one entered. I had games set up in the garage for kids. And I took each family’s photo as a souvenir. Friends still comment on how much fun they had that evening. We didn’t have fireworks or a professional band. We didn’t have a black-tie dinner or famous guests. There were no expensive gift bags for the guests. All we had to offer was our home and fellowship.
So this year, as you say goodbye to 2014 and hello to 2015 make it special on a large-scale or small-scale. But remember time is the only thing you can never recover. Once the clock ticks to 12:01 am, January 1, 2015; the year 2014 will be one left to remember.
Today I had the great joy of hearing my daughter sing with a Victorian quartet. They memorized approximately 80 Christmas carols. They sing around the Dallas area and will be at the Dallas Arboretum along with more carolers on Monday night, December 22nd.
Music adds so much to life. Have you ever tried watching a movie with no sound and just subtitles? Almost all of the emotion, drama, and joy is removed from the movie when there is no sound track. Music gives us clues on what is coming. It helps set the mood. Research says if we listen to sad songs over and over, we actually become sad or sadder if we are already sad.
I started thinking about the music of my life. What songs would be on my life soundtrack? What songs do hope will be in my future? I decided that before the year is out, I am going to make a list of the songs that describe my life experiences. I am not limiting it to any certain time period. Perhaps a current song is the perfect accompaniment to my life when I was in my 20s. Then I am going to make a list of songs that will accompany me into the future. At the top of the list will be Pharrell Williams Happy.
What makes Christmas special aside from the religious meaning? Everyone has their own special way of celebrating Christmas. Maybe you have a big family celebration, with the proverbial kids table, post dinner football and lots of noise or it could be a quiet time with just those closest to you. Some people will travel thousands of miles and some of us will stay home. There will be those of us that spend days preparing dinner and others that will go out to eat or just have a pizza. How you celebrate isn’t important. What is important is that you are making lifetime memories. These memories will be etched in your mind and will be like a fine wine, becoming better with age.
Until I was 9, I spent Christmas in Oklahoma City with my mother’s family. Our immediate family is small but she had a large extended family. In 1969 we moved to Minnesota and that following December we made our first of many road trips back for Christmas. I remember the excitement of preparing for the trip, the packing, the loading of the car and the long 12 hour drive. However the joy I felt when we arrived and saw the Christmas tree waiting to be decorated was priceless. My family would continue to make that trip from Minnesota, then Colorado and finally Nevada back to Oklahoma City until I was 21. My mother finally decided to stay home and apologized that we had never been able to celebrate in our own home. What she didn’t understand was that for me, Christmas didn’t feel like Christmas without that trip. It took a few years to begin new traditions.
Today I made fudge. It is an old family recipe and to me the most delicious fudge made. We made it once a year at Christmas. My mother made the fudge and my dad did the stirring. My job was to lick the pan and spatula clean. Those memories still warm my heart. Making the fudge today brought back those sweet memories in my grandmother’s small kitchen.
Things are temporary. I lost my home and my security at the end of 2012. I haven’t been able to buy a home and I may never be able to buy a home. However my heart is full. It is full of memories and love. And my security is in my faith. I pray you make many special and wonderful memories this Christmas season.
A big thank you to Dallas News for providing the list. I can remember the joy and excitement I felt as my family drove the neighborhoods looking at the light displays. Some were simple and some were elaborate, but all of them brightened my heart. I think it’s time to find some of my inner child and take a tour of the Christmas lights.