I, for one, welcome December 21, 2012 and the opportunity to start again. This has been a rough year, perhaps the roughest in my 50-some years. The bringdowns were so many that I don’t think I can even name them all anymore.
I have made decisions with my heart because I believe in the goodness of things, but that has brought me a lot of heartache and incredible disappointment. Recently, when I was tasked with a difficult decision, a friend told me to “not look back.” And those words have echoed back to me many times since. It’s true. You make a decision and move forward.
I am very fortunate that a friend whom I have known for 30+ years moved out to my corner of the world several months ago. We were very close friends many years ago, then drifted apart. There is nothing so encompassing as rediscovering an old friend. They immediately fit like a glove and know you as well as you know yourself. I am blessed.
I am sure my dad wishes by now that he had not passed away. Little did he know how much work I would be to watch over. But I am sure the guardian angels that have been taking care of me for all these years were glad to see he come so they could take a break.
In the wee hours of this morning, the wind gusted high felling trees that suffered and died from last year’s drought. One could have taken out the back porch or the well that’s about 25 feet away. Yet it fell perfectly in between the two, only damaging the ramp and part of a step when it landed just off the edge of the back stoop. A sixty foot pine in the back fell towards the house and damaged NOTHING! It landed exactly where another pine fell in the Spring.
Another area of fence took the hit from 3 trees, but beyond that breach is another fenced area, so that was a lucky hit I think. As was another tree that fell into my yard instead of across a neighbor’s fence. My car was spared a direct hit by inches.
Thank you, Padre! Nice work. This truly makes up for the tree you dropped that almost landed on your RV years ago; that instead took out the phone and power lines and reduced a five foot fence to five inches. Practice, eh?
I am truly a grateful person. My gratitude lies in the very smallest of things — the well-being of my kids, the beauty of a flower or a sunset, the journey of a song, the goodness of a simple recipe and the companionship of special friends. These are some of the things dearest to my heart.
Sadly, this year was marked with the passing of several of my pet companions starting in the first week of the new year and continuing through to just a couple days ago. It’s enough to test your belief in yourself as a guardian and enough to send you to the edge when even the smallest ailment appears.
To those who left me I say, Rus In Vrede. And I give them this nod though they know they were so much more than a nod in my life. They were my companions on my journey: Joon Bug, Bitty Bits, Taylor, GiGi, Malcolm, Mobley, Milo, Otis (aka OTY), Millie, Sister Girl…… and even a stray black cat whom I knew for less than a day.
In a spiritual healing book, I read that if a situation is deeply troubling to you, it’s because you are holding on too tight; that you must just let go. In the new year, I shall practice much more of this and have faith that what is meant to be will be.
To everyone, I wish you a special year of abundance, love and toleration. It’s time for us all to come together and work towards a common good.