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.
Tears help love grow.
ReplyDeleteI'm with you Lynne, I want that big house!! I love how you said you "would fill it with people you love."
ReplyDeleteI 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.
ReplyDeleteOh! 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.
ReplyDeleteI 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.