Morning song: Count Your Blessings. I don't know if this was for me or for someone who reads this blog, not that many read this. Here are all the words.
When I was a teenager and Mom and I would have a fight she would walk away singing this song. It nearly drove me crazy, CRAZY. The thought of someone telling me to count my blessings still bothers me a little but the message is comforting.
This afternoon we went to the movie "I Am Legend." Oh my. I love any movie about the end of the world, genetic engineering, big scary monsters--to a point--etc. When I write a story it is almost always about the protagonist hiding from someone or tragedy taking a large part of the population and the protagonist being alone, but this one was too much for me. I've used enough adrenaline for a month. And what's with poor Will Smith? This is the second movie where there was too much pursuit and not enough happiness. I'm ready for a good comedy.
The company was good, Phil, my son and daughter-in-law. After the movie we came home and had a feast, a little of everything imaginable and polish hot dogs. Trish and I were freezing so we brought mint truffle hot chocolate downstairs in front of the fire. They are leaving tomorrow and I am so sad. I want to freeze time and keep them here for a week. I hate separations. I am selfish, I know it. I want those I love around me a lot. I miss the rest of the kids. I wish I had a huge house--well, except for the cleaning it would take and the mortage and the cost to heat it--but, if I did have a huge house I would fill it with people I love.
So, though I am content tonight I am lonesome already for Bentley and Trish. And my other kids and their spouces and the grandkids and my friends, that I don't see enough of.
So, I'm forcing myself to be happy with the time I have left and not to be sad when I see them drive off. But, now I understand why Mom stood outside--in the summer--or on the back porch--in the winter--and waved and wiped her eyes until we were out of sight. I do that now too, even before they leave.
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Tears help love grow.
I'm with you Lynne, I want that big house!! I love how you said you "would fill it with people you love."
I have to leave my newborn granddaughter soon and go home. School and work await at home, necessities of life. But, I got to see my grandsons grow from newborn to infant to toddler and I won't get to do that with little Leah. Besides I have leave behind the smiles, giggles and hugs of my grandson's Guess I'll be shedding some tears too!!
Lynne, I love it that you have tears when your loved ones leave. You have a tender heart.
Oh! heartache. Reading this makes me want to call my mom. I am far from this time in my life but not far enough. I have a one year old but also a fifteen year old. And so the days of my clan be spread across the universe are not as far as I would like.
I am dying to see this movie. I too have a strange affinity for post apocalyptic fiction but the reviews are mixed. And my chances to see movies outside of these walls are limited so it may be a while.
Thanks for coming by my place. I have enjoyed reading some of your writings. They may be somewhat invented but it is obvious the sentiments are true.
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