Year End Clearance . . .

Me 2014

Looking back over 2014 and looking forward to 2015 I am lost in the following thoughts:

I have noticed that poems are not drifting into my mind as they have in the past.  I asked my muse about that and got the question “well, what have you done with the poems I gave you?”  I hurried to explain that I am doing something with them.  Really.  They will be in my book in the next month or so.

That reminds me of times in my childhood, asking for dessert when I still had food on my plate.  No way, said Mom.

I’ve been wondering about the news.  When I was young we heard news, at most, three times a day.  The morning news, noon news, and evening news.  In print we saw it either once a day and/or once a week.  But we weren’t flooded with it and we didn’t hear it over and over until it became noise, something we could tune out.  Once news earned its name.It reported events that were new, opinions that were new.  I guess we still have news, but it ages faster than it used to.

I am constantly amazed at young families who so gracefully carry a heavy load. I am hearing more this year of people both young and old who are not carrying a load at all but are now adding to ours.  That can have a crippling effect on the back.

After taking a deep breath and relaxing for a couple of years, we can now start holding our breath again as we go into a year of pre-election maneuvers.  I write about that in my book, comparing it to American Idol.  Think about that.

It is beyond imagination that this year people gave up some of their hard-earned money for a good cause only if they were allowed, in front of an audience, to turn a pail of ice and icy water over their heads.  Who would have thunk it.

Some people in Hollywood continue to think their opinions are important to our society.

When it comes to marijuana I don’t wanna think it’s becoming mainstream.  I know.  Don’t judge something until you’ve tried it.  But having tried it, I’m told, some people lose their judgement.  So here we may have a conundrum.

The girls are beginning to all look alike.  The look is fine for some, horrible for others.  I’m looking forward to the next hair style.  Time to go short?  To curl?  To braid, twist, lift, or shape?  Sooner or later.  I’ve lived through all the changes since the 20’s.

Time to regroup.  What did I learn this year?  It’s all about family.  One generation helps another, and it goes both ways.  This year I was on the receiving end and I was grateful.

Best wishes to everyone for 2015!

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