No matter how hard I try to do the right things...the things that seem best to me....make the correct decisions....control my circumstances....there are constant surprises....stuff that throws all my best laid plans high in the air...coming down like old Humpty Dumpty with a crash and they can't be put back together again...it is called life.....and life happens all the time.... :)
I had best say this before my wife reads yesterday's posting! She absolutely loves surprises!
Back to the birthday present...that fateful day in August what seems like a century ago....I have the gift of exaggeration...probably was 1979/80...... :)
You remember Uncle Bill? He holds the records for visits here....although his trips to Vermont have slowed down with the economy...his next visit will be no. 90....looking forward to celebrating his 100th visit to Village Victorian! Well...Uncle Bill just registered on the blog so he could comment...which reminded me of his last gift to me....
Since we are on the subject of gifts and I have yet to finish the last story....I thought my remembrance of his last gift to me would fit right in here .....and I could digress a little.
Those things I was talking about the other day...the insensitivity of others that does not include us in the process...whether it's my beach ball basketball...my shoulder pads...or Tim's comment about the chair he got for Christmas as a 10 year old....I mean doesn't every 10 year old ask Santa for a chair? I could hear his pain when he distributed all the gifts on another Christmas morn'.... to everyone else and there was nothing left in the box for him....his gift was in the kitchen...a plastic bowling set that appeared to be the last thing in the world he was interested in.
Things seem to be changing a little....can it be we are on the way to become an interactive blog????
This could get to be even more fun that it already is...I mean...comments on the last three postings? What gets better than that....except maybe a half dozen comments...or folks starting to interact with what other folks have commented? Like I said...gets to be more fun every day.
Didn't you folks that are parents really give it your best shot? I tried best I knew (which was not very much) in my first marriage...just ended up messing up six kids lives.
I woke up this morning with this saying in my brain....it has actually been bouncing around on and off the past week. It was one of those "put downs" that I remember hearing from people too many times as I was growing up....like "Whatsamatter with you Wolff....you're always a day late and a dollar short!"
Amazing to me...how hung up folks can get about things like careers...my job...what I do...my calling in life...my gifts...my talents...my abilities...my training...my schooling...my education... all about me...me.... and my...my.... Is that really what life is about?
Can I just stick my neck out there ....far out there....and say it doesn't matter.... all that stuff really doesn't matter.
When we begin to really see something....it reminds me of a diamond....and God keeps turning it for us...showing us all the different beautiful facets of that diamond...I never get tired of that experience...it happens over and over and over as He takes us to the next thing He has for us....that is life....being fully alive!