Dec 21
The shortest day of the year...actually the day with the least sunlight. A friend of mine turned 60 yrs old today. Hard to believe. We met freshman yr in college...1976...41 yrs ago....eek. I feel like my mind is young, but my body is old. The body is just a vessel for our mind. I suppose some folks minds wear out before their bodies...not sure what side of the equasion I am on. I guess my mind and body are going to shit concurrently.
anyway...I watched a minute of tonights Hallmark Christmas movie. not my thing. and tomorrow I will be at a party, so no xmas movie tomorrow. and Sunday is the Warden family party. Monday is Christmas. I am looking forward to the day after Christmas. Because then it won't be Christmas anymore. I am looking forward to next Christmas to see if I still don't like Christmas (assuming my life has achieved some element of stability by then). Regular readers to this blog will be the first to know.
I talked to a friend last night...we go back to 1998 or so. We have kept in touch, and he described some health challenges he has had. and is up for the challenge. I told him of my situation and he told me he was devastated at the news...and nary a complaint of his tough times. He just rolls with it.
Another friend (who I am texting with while I struggle to write this lame posting) has a brother that is ill, and he is going out of town to visit. I am sure his brother will really appreciate the visit. And this will be the best Christmas either of them have ever had. Just because it will be.
that is how it should be. I look at my friends and how they face up to their challenges. My friends are tough bastards. I guess life makes all of us into tough bastards, or we fold. All of us have challenges...some private, some are known by others. Life can be tough, or not so tough at times. Life is life....we can't hide from it.
anyway...I watched a minute of tonights Hallmark Christmas movie. not my thing. and tomorrow I will be at a party, so no xmas movie tomorrow. and Sunday is the Warden family party. Monday is Christmas. I am looking forward to the day after Christmas. Because then it won't be Christmas anymore. I am looking forward to next Christmas to see if I still don't like Christmas (assuming my life has achieved some element of stability by then). Regular readers to this blog will be the first to know.
I talked to a friend last night...we go back to 1998 or so. We have kept in touch, and he described some health challenges he has had. and is up for the challenge. I told him of my situation and he told me he was devastated at the news...and nary a complaint of his tough times. He just rolls with it.
Another friend (who I am texting with while I struggle to write this lame posting) has a brother that is ill, and he is going out of town to visit. I am sure his brother will really appreciate the visit. And this will be the best Christmas either of them have ever had. Just because it will be.
that is how it should be. I look at my friends and how they face up to their challenges. My friends are tough bastards. I guess life makes all of us into tough bastards, or we fold. All of us have challenges...some private, some are known by others. Life can be tough, or not so tough at times. Life is life....we can't hide from it.
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