The unexpectedness of life has me at the ICU each day, as a result I will be taking some time off from blogging.
I am back from the land of no internet. My Mom lives in one of the slivers of land that gets no consistent signal. If I am in just the right spot I can check email if I am patient. It is rather like stepping back in time while holding current technology in my hand. It does allow me to get other things done, but takes a bit of getting accustomed to. So I made best use of the lull in connectivity and got out exploring, doing some chores for my mom, getting her out for a ride around the area and generally just visiting with her, making her laugh and talking books. I see how hard this last winter was on her, and how she is fearful for the future, and this is hard to watch. She is in her eighties now, and tires more easily, but still keeps going every day and doing little things as she can. It is a quiet life she has now, and she feels less attached to it, ready to move on. Anyone who has seen this in their own parent knows what I am talking about. Just the winding down of energy.
Today, Random Acts Of Writing [+ Art] invited me to the LOVE-HATE CHALLENGE (via C.B. Wentworth). Feeling up for the challenge I’m giving it a go before it slides down the to do list!
The rules are pretty simple:
• Make a list of 10 things you love
• Make a list of 10 things you hate
• Nominate 10 bloggers
- Tuna noodle casserole (ICK!!!)
- Rude/ crude behavior
- Religious pushiness
- Greedy, grasping people
- Wanton destruction
- Catching myself behaving in a way I decry in other people.
- Excuse makers
- Good books
- Photography, writing poetry, creating art
- Fresh water
- Hikes and walks
- Good friends and laughter
- Cuddly cats
- Healthy, hearty meals
Nominating 10 bloggers:
Ahhh…Friday, the prelude to the weekend and all the possibilities it holds. A time to reflect on the work accomplished this week and what needs doing over the weekend. That slice of time when it all comes to stillness, and is neither past or future, but a space between the two for taking a deep breath.
So much of life is not what it seems, this image for example, at first glance can appear to be an amateur watercolor of an island on a misty day. In actuality it is moss growing at the base of a blue door. Which doesn’t in any way make it look less like an island, it just adds a different dimension to the understanding of what the eyes saw. Life is full of things like that, what seems important at 16 seems not so important at 21 for example. And so on through life, as we are certain of what is important, until something shows us another way of seeing. A very human condition.