Ramblings of an Old, Romantic Soul

It's funny how we hear/read/see things exactly when we are meant to do so. This morning I wrote in my journal 'my life is so unexciting. so mundane.'  I then picked up a book called "Life is Messy", by Matthew Kelly - a small, easy to read book that I picked up from the back of church. I opened and read the following: "Cherish the Ordinary  It was the ordinary things that saved me. I have experienced enough extraordinary to know that I would choose the ordinary over the extraordinary all day long. Learn to cherish the ordinary. Make a list of twenty ordinary things that bring you joy when you experience them consciously. Here's my list: breathing. sleeping. waking. water. nature. food. reading. thinking. conversation. music. ar. seasons. friendship. children. kindness. chocolate. laughter. hugs. holding hands. home.  Allow the ordinary to heal you." Wow. Not the extraordinary! The ordinary! The simple things that are a part of my daily life. The ordi...

  This is the current state of my brain.  A massive bramble, thoughts scattered, yet all tied into one gigantic mess. Mom is gone. She passed away on Friday, 2 July 2021, in the early morning hours.  In her last months of living she was visited by many family members and in the end, she was surrounded by peace and love.  What more could one want? Well. I want her here. I, we, wanted more time with her in our home. I want more walks with her, more laughs with her. I want more morning coffee time with her. I just want her. Perhaps selfish, but very natural. When Mom moved in with Terry and I, we really thought she would be with us for many years. She was healthy, a country girl, a coalminer's daughter (as she so proudly reminded us) of good stock. Yes, dementia was beginning to rear its ugly head, but many days she was alert and aware. In April I wrote "How fortunate are we to share her final years. To bring her joy, contentment, security, and love. We are blessed beyo...