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Sunday, January 1. 2012
A New Year
Years ago New Year’s Eve was a big deal with parties in venues with hundreds of people. This year it was a nice affair in the home of good friends on a quiet street with great company. The midnight hour passed and here it is, January 1, 2012. Another day, but with a new calendar on the wall.
What about 2011? My opinion of the year, at the moment, is pretty low. My lovely sister Elaine succumbed to cancer in June. Man, the idea of a life with out our Little Lainey still remains incomprehensible. Just because I missed the sound of her voice I dialed her number, hoping to get her voice mail. Some young woman answered and that was that. Interestingly enough,
Lainey’s husband Gordon sent a package of letters and photos she had stored away for decades, including a few from my Marine Corps days. The one letter was funny. Plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose.
Then of course there are the health issues and the lack of employment issues and a disability check that is so small, were I better situated it would be funny.
Haven’t ridden the Trusty Trek in months and stopped riding every day over a year ago. The lack of physical activity is showing, not only in pictures and on the scales, but in things like triglycerides and glucose levels as well. That’s where it really counts.Can’t forget about Scotty. His is a tragic story and the best news about that is he is a reminder of just how bad life can really get sometimes.
You know what’s really cool about life? Friends. While typing this on Saturday, Mike called and we talked for a while. What a boost to my spirits! Mike and I never fail to make each other laugh! We inhabit opposite ends of the political spectrum, often the starting point of our humor.
So we got together and had lunch at the Monastery in Mission Valley.
He’s going to the Grand Canyon next week. Man, I’m envious! He’ll have a great time. In December 1989 my brother Carl and I visited the Grand Canyon. It’s an inspiring place. Words cannot adequately describe the beauty and grandeur of the place, especially in winter when snow covers the North Rim. In the morning as the sun rises you can watch the walls change color, from the deep, dark regal purples to the blues, reds, oranges, and nearly white tans. That’s really one of the greatest shows on Earth.
The high points of 2011: they always include family and friends. Didn’t win the lottery although I once got $115 from some scratchers! Then there’s Friday Nights with the buds: Dan, Eric and John. This past week Eric couldn’t attend, but the lovely Liz did! There were a couple picnics with the Mira Mesa Crew and arguing with Keith, via Facebook, about politics and then realizing friendship trumps ideology, although he was in the Navy, but what the Hell, even that’s forgivable.
Can’t forget the Packers won the Super Bowl! There was some poll that registered the most talked about news stories of 2011 and the Packers were number two on the list! Can’t remember what was the most talked about news of 2011, so don’t ask.
The past year, the judgment is still forthcoming. This New Year, who knows? I’d like to smile more; have more reasons to smile. 2011 was the year of the broken heart and that’s how 2012 is starting. Time heals all wounds as the saying goes, and the healing starts not on the inside, but from the outside and then finds its way in. It’s an inside job, but often we need a little assist from the outside.That assist will start with this: my one resolution is to live as best as possible in the spirit of Little Lainey’s generous spirit and eternal smile! Every day should start with love. So I’ll start this day and this year with gratitude for life with Lainey and all my family and friends.
Happy New Year.
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