Those of you who read my blog know that I research and write about dead people. It’s my passion and it’s my way of honoring their memory (whether deserved or not) and to perhaps–hopefully–connect these sleeping dead with descendants that are living today.
I long to discover old photographic evidence of my own ancestors and have yet to do so. For now, I am satisfied in making other families happy with the discovery of precious relics they can add to their ancestry puzzle.
I don’t recognize our beloved Country anymore!
It certainly isn’t the U.S. I grew up in, and every single day our freedoms are being eroded by people that can’t and don’t and never will appreciate what freedom really is and what it costs.
I happen to be one of those who appreciate those individuals that went before and those that still defend us today. Those who fought and died (and are still dying) for our Freedom. We all stand on their shoulders today.
Oy vey! It’s been two long years since I’ve banged these keys. I couldn’t believe it when I looked at the date of my last post. It begs the question: does anyone read blogs anymore?
I do! That is, if the substance is there. Much of what I read today is clearly concocted and fake, feverishly and (many times sloppily) cobbled together by global virtual marketers–so wooden and predictable.
It’s a new year… As a matter of fact, it’s already the end of February in the Year of Our Lord, Two Thousand and Sixteen, and I haven’t written a thing in let’s see…well…a really long time. Strike that…I have been writing right along, but not for my own blog.
So what prompted me to return? It was a comment posted by Georgie Moon, on one of my blog entries who says she “lives on a boat Greece” that gave me a much needed jolt and so here I am.
Thank you, Georgie.
I don’t plan on blogging for the sake of blogging. When I post next time, I promise (to myself mostly–because I don’t know if anyone really reads this blog) that I will have something meaningful to share.
So if there is anyone out there listening…I mean, reading, look out because I’m going to dazzle you with the written word. Or maybe not. We’ll just have to see, won’t we?
I took a good long break from pounding the keyboard and decided to focus on my physical and spiritual health (and not necessarily in that order).
Writing and blogging is my passion. Cobbling words together is easy for me. Day after day, I am (and was) content to sit in my big, comfy chair in my beautiful office with a pretty view out of every window, my furry friend, Pearl, by my side, and just ease into the wonderful universe of words.
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I accidentally adopted a dog.
At least accidental is how I perceived it at the time.
But that was then and this is now.
Ultimately, I would be reminded once again that God always has a purpose in all things.
It’s 9 a.m. on Thanksgiving morning and after brewing up a cup of Joe and stepping outside for a bit, I thought I would steal a bit of time before the Thanksgiving feast and blog a few lines!
The sun is already warm and it is shaping up to be a perfect, sunny day with a predicted high of 82 degrees. This is the weather we live for every year. Here in the desert southwest (Arizona), it’s when we come alive. The blazing century mark temps of summer are behind us and now there is much to be done and enjoyed outdoors.