Hahaha! A few glorious days and almost everyone is smiling. What a pleasant change it is from all the frowning and whining and complaining these last weeks.
I rode my bicycle today. Outside. Wearing regular bike shoes (not boots) and shorts and 3/4 length sleeves. Last I rode my bike was on the trainer on Feb 21 and last I rode outside was Feb 4th. Since injuring my foot I haven't done much at all except for hot yoga Sunday before last. The foot has to heal. Today was a test. Easy peasy ride, though I'm wheezing like I raced Cyclocross. I'm hoping that I make it through the night with no aches. Last week has seen it hurting like a bad toothache. Enough about that. Life has it's way. I truly wanted to race the Mini. If the foot seems ok maybe I'll settle for run/walking with mostly walk. Else I will give my entry to someone that really wants to race it but can't afford the entry fee.
While riding today I thought of all kinds of things. Too many serious thoughts. Each time I began to complain in my head about the thoughtless driver or clueless walkers on Big 4 or all of the people with so much perfume/cologne on I corrected myself. Turned those thoughts around. I don't know what is going on with the driver that did .... The people out walking I cheered. They were outside soaking in rays and fresh air! People want to be attractive and smell nice (I'm sure I've overdone the perfume a time or two). These are just a few examples. It's so easy to criticize. It's so easy to complain.
Life is short. Yesterday I was reminded of the few days I have left. If I live to my 80th birthday I have about 8,500 days left. Sorry, but that doesn't sound like many to me. So I have lots to contemplate. My mother is deteriorating more than I want to admit. I have some lapses of short term memory. I think I always have and make excuses like I'm just not present or mindful. While I hope that is the case I wonder if I will end up like my Mom and my Aunt Jewell. So I think about these things and think I need to try and plan ahead. It makes me sad that Mom won't really know Violet when she arrives. So much ( a whole damned lot) is out of our control.
So I go back to Love being the answer. Love your friends. Love those that may not love you. Love those angry about things that probably never happened. Love yourself and be gentle with yourself. You are a beautiful being and deserve so much in this life. Love your critics. Love your enemies, if they exist.
Well, that's all I have for now.
peace and love to each and everyone of you
10 March, 2015
My Aunt Charlene was celebrated today. It truly was a celebration and not all of the bible thumping that usually happens. So many people shared memories and stories. She always said I should've been her daughter as I favored her complexion etc. I could only hope to live up to her funny and optimistic outlook on life. As my remaining days grow shorter and as I contemplate this life I've lived I am mostly happy with how it's gone so far. Can't say it's been perfect, but that would be boring. Definitely have made many mistakes along the way, but that's why I'm here. We are here to learn and grow, correct?
When I die I can only hope that family and friends stand up and share such nice and wonderful memories as everyone did today.
Mom is a little bit older than Aunt Charlene. I know her days are numbered. It is sad to see a generation leave. abut this is life and a new generation is being born and ready to fill our shoes.
So much left to think and ponder on. Excited for my first grandchild to arrive. It won't be long now. A photo of my Heather from Sunday evening. Violet is almost ready to make an appearance.