Archive for June, 2014

“Out Of Thin Air”

June 23, 2014

Imagine if something happened and as a result the person vanished out of thin air. How utterly awful that would be. That happens on a daily basis unbeknownst to the world, other than hearing it via the newscast. Persons in times of war minor or major such as mias of pows. Persons who have be kidnapped too. While in this imagination, let’s figure of the countless families who must carry on daily with the endless worriers of those who they hold dear. Not knowing is far worse than knowing regardless of how painful it is. If a person were kidnapped that would be devastating as well. At least knowing about something then you have the power to deal with it and the outcome. Without knowing a person becomes powerless and helpless. Their minds wander far out of control with fret. With sweltering conditions during this summer, the days become unbearable at times, although with tornadoes, thunderstorms and showers occasionally seems that these events don’t last to make a real difference in the atmosphere. Just started another book” Tokyo Short Stories Sketches” by Pete Hamill. Last summer had some sinus condition and as a result the left eye was affected because of it. This summer the same thing occurred. However last year it occurred quite differently with worse results although it was rectified promptly. Phoned Dr. Shapiro and he was out of his office this week. So of course will continue to monitor it closely. By the way this is my forth time in doing this blog. Keep losing it, still not use to the cursor. Although each time I’ve started this over it gets better and more in sync.

“Time Fifth Segment”

June 19, 2014

Just finished “Subway Series Reader” Edited and an introduction by Pete Hamill. The collection of writers are both informative, conservative, liberal, with all points of view all about the subject of baseball. Really enjoyed it. If things come easy to somebody others think those events are expected and are disappointed when expectations don’t meet the desired goal. It should be the same way if a person has to struggle with the same events. Only the difference is that those who have events that become harder for them put pressure on themselves in order to succeed. So therefore that person doesn’t need outside pressure from others. And those people become disappointed in themselves as well. As a parent, the love of two sons are everlasting and boundless. When they become adults and go their separate ways: it is hard on the parent and of course that is natural. In my case, one is in a Jordan who is Ian and family, and Andre who was in Seattle for a total of nine years. Now Andre is in Madison. You had to get to know him all over again as he was away for a length of time. There are things that are quite overwhelming and you just have to listen and be there for him. That is the natural way of being a mother. Sometimes there is frustration on his part and mine as well. Although there is a different type of it. A reflection is there. There is also a basic goodness too. I feel in my heart all will be right in the end. Good things come to those who wait and deservingly so. It boils down to understanding.

“Time: Forth Segment”

June 6, 2014

Am reading again. First of many books namely” Grand Central: How the train station transformed America. The forward is happily by Pete Hamill. Always loved his style of writing however the book is by Sam Roberts. It is historical technological as well. Some has moments of joy. This is first of five books. Got a vhs movie Nothing In Common, a NY Mets hat along with a Montreal Canadiens hat. These were a combination of Mothers Day and Birthday gifts. So pleased with them. Got them from my son, Ian. Everyone is a product of their own making. Growing up was no picnic. Both my parents weren’t perfect however they were no angels either. They both had selfishness personified. Recalling that I never had a birthday party, There is a difference between being alone and having a sense of isolation. Never joined any outside activities at all. Brownies, Girl Scouts, was out of the question. That was the same way with Camp Fire Girls as well. All it seemed was school, homework. Never had a two wheel bike much less learn how to ride. A recollection of having a large tricycle and going down a ramp and crashing it. Although later on taught myself how to ride a bike, I guess. Taught myself how to swim too. So enjoyed the water. My aunt and uncle were wonderful, caring, genuine. Had such camaraderie within their family There were and are simply splendiferous to me and that is how I have always will feel about that family to this day.