An Approaching Birthday
In the beginning, birthdays were the stuff of presents, cakes, friends… as I explore the second half of my life, they become reminders of a sort. Very soon I will be reaching my 68 th birthday; almost at the seventh decade portal. I sit here today, alone, staring at this typewriter, and my mind ( yes Virginia, there is a mind inside there, somewhere …) wonders about, unfettered and unhinged from any and all the pertinent pressures of daily living. Not a small accomplishment, mind you. Maria Jose So, I thought I would give myself a gift and return to these blog pages, an area of my liking which I have left unattended for a long time. I stare at Maria José, who is my daily companion, a beautiful plant which sits there giving me her company ( yes, “her” ) without uttering any complaints or endearments, for that matter. I hope she gives me a clue about what to write… but, like a good psychiatrist, just listens, stares and says nothing… I look at two of my father’s...