Wednesday, September 18, 2013
So I trudge on, a constant work in progress, trying to be the best me that I can be. I pointedly do not try to be the best anybody else. Because when I do try to be like somebody else, it goes badly. So if you don't mind, I will let you be you, and I will be me.
I feel better now that we have that cleared up. Don't you?
In other news, I have tweaked--I will even say improved--a Christmas novella that is to come out in October. The Holly and the Ivy is not new, but judging from previous royalties, the chances are very, very good that you haven't read it. How exciting for all of us! (How's that for re-framing?) (Photo above is not a representation of the new book cover.)
And. Last Saturday in the beautiful little river town of Madison, Indiana I toured the visiting LST 325, which is simply awesome. (Photo, above.) Very much enjoyed talking to some of the men who donate their time and talent to keeping this piece of history afloat!
Thank you for reading...
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Today marks one year since my husband died. One year since my son, his fiancee, and I stood at the hospital bed, holding his hands and watching this wonderful man breathe his last earthly breath. He is at peace, and for that I am thankful.
I thought of writing an epitaph for today's blog. But that could easily become volumes, since he was such an interesting and unique person. Bits of his personality will continue to flow into my stories, I'm sure.
I thought of writing a blog about our many milestones since that day. It has been a tough year, in a different way than the three years of his illness were tough. I am occasionally surprised by the fact that we persevered through it all. That book may eventually be written, but not yet.
Instead, I just want to express gratitude for this year of personal growth, the making of new memories, and renewed appreciation of the past as we experience the present, and cautiously look toward the future.
He is gone, but always with us. And I do think he's pleased to know that we're doing okay.
Friday, September 6, 2013
What a blessing to have such a wonderful son. Not just that he bought lunch (and ice cream!), or that he gave me a tour of his workplace...but that he was truly glad for us to spend that time together.
He's engaged, you know, to a wonderful young woman. Someday they may live too far away for me to drive up and have lunch, or to spend an afternoon. That will be a big adjustment, but we've certainly had a lot of those. I'm confident we will do the best we can with what we have.
I keep learning, or trying to learn, how to appreciate what I have. To live each moment more fully. One thing that helps is to be mindful in what I do.
I make coffee in a French press instead of something instanteous. I cook in my tiny kitchen as often as possible, attempting to create healthful meals. I clean the Jewel Box on Sunday morning. It's a meditation of thankfulness, not a chore.
Like working on Midnight's story. I'm not dashing through it (as if I could), but I'm enjoying the process. I am a better person when I'm a thankful person. I hope it makes my stories better too.