It’s
about that time of the year when another 365 days of biological time-living have passed and I
am compelled to sit, look at the computer’s blank page and let the moment wash
over me, bringing forward all those semi-lost memories, languishing in the
little reviewed drawers of my brain. Well, what’s left of it after 71 years of
embattled endurance.
A year
ago yesterday marked the arrival my 70th birthday. A benchmark of sorts. So I guess yesterday,
if the numeral order is to be believed (something
I wish could be disproved occasionally) defined my 71st
birthday. Which, in sequence, actually means I am now living my 72nd.
Year… And, in turn, makes me the oldest member of my direct family’s oldest
living generation. Hmmm… gets too complicated to look at the overall picture
from that angle… lopsided.
In any
event, one more year has passed. I have not been very loyal to my blog in this
time, relegating it to a some-when thing; only if the pang of peripheral writer’s
guilt showed up in my head… It is something I have tried to remedy but there
are some issues to ponder… What direction should I follow? Originally, the blog
came to life as a memory lane trip while my hip recovered from a replacement
and my body adjusted to its first metal insert… and to radioactive fallout from
cancer treatment… a conundrum of memories of life from childhood on.
A few (as few as possible) quasi-political entries
and some opinionated ramblings have been a part of this 7+ years. My fren’
Cheito from “HaiAleeah” and his celebrated appearances and comments (his entries have drawn more reads than most
others) the ramblings from “Wally’s Pond” and also those days when writing
became an issue and the results showed it. Many candid memories have been
included and many others have been not so candidly left out. There were peak months
when the blog had as many as 600 “reads” worlwide and, lately, months of 5 or 6 hits,
reflecting the lack of new entries… It has been a joy ride.
No, I am
not saying good bye, nor is this a fare-thee-well musing. I have enjoyed
writing and also have enjoyed those comments which kept me going at times of
questionable enthusiasm. And yes, the ones that questioned moments of
effervescent enthusiasm with the resulting non-directional ramblings.
This is
an exercise of and for the mind. Writing is, somehow, my assertion to living,
to having lived and to a continuance in this world. At least for now. As time
goes on, there will be “new” memories and mixed in perhaps some of those left
out. Guess I am not a “true” writer, since there is no total willingness on my part
to share my “True Confessions”. In any event, predictable reaction to this would
likely be… AND???
But, no
matter… on we shall go. There will be new entries, with not much order or
consistency. But with a lot of love.
After
all, surprise is at the core of an interesting life, isn’t it?
Be Well … Be Back!!!
Final
Notes:
· Pray for those who are fighting an illness
which may take them away from their loved ones… Every request is heard, and
counts!!
· Follow us on Twitter … @RJAsPandora
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