Archive for December, 2005

Memories of days gone by.

December 28, 2005 Leave a comment

Christmas has this way of making me all sentimental. I think about past days. Some of the earliest memories I have are of my sister and I sleeping in bunk beds in my bedroom on Christmas night. Her bedroom was adjacent to the living room where Santa would make his appearance bringing us lots of fun stuff. One Christmas, I got this plastic shooting gallery. I remember it had a note on it written by Santa himself that said something about my dad needing to finish the assembly. I remember thinking that Santa must really trust Dad with something like that. I loved that toy. As I grew up, Santa was really great. I got pretty much everything I wanted. Santa must have put in quite some work not only gathering up all the stuff I asked for over the years but also being able to afford it. I know, I know…Santa makes all of that stuff, right? After I went to college, those warm feelings were generated by spending the holidays with my folks, sister, and her family. I loved playing with my nephews. They seemed to think I was pretty special, too. Those were good times.

Now I look back and see the love that my family had. Mom and Dad are both gone but I am so thankful for those memories from the past. I guess we are making memories now that Trey and Noah can look back on in a number of years. It won’t be long, though. Time marches on. Groucho Marx once said, “Time flies like an arrow. Fruit flies like a banana.” In either case, a truth you can take to the grave.

Hope you and yours have a Happy New Year. Now I am off to decide which resolutions I will break next year.

Categories: Family

Reports of my demise…

December 13, 2005 Leave a comment

I guess you know the rest. Forgive me, reader, for it has been almost one year since I last confessed, uh, posted. If you are wondering what happened to me, I am not surprised. Actually, this past year has been a crazy, trying, and sometimes downright depressing one for us. I guess I could write here all of the lurid details but I do not want to bore you, reader, with my problems. I am sure you have enough of your own. I will just say that my “inspiration” to write has been lacking.

Inspiration is an odd creature. One, having found some inspiration, is free, of course, to choose what to do with it. Some are inspired to do bad things, even illegal perhaps, like downloading music (thanks to the shady dealings of the big music companies but that thought is for another day.) My thoughts today about inspiration were born from a comment that a friend posted on this blog. I guess this post is inspired by inspiration itself, if that is possible. You see, I don’t write this dribble just for you, dear reader. I have a more selfish motive than just to entertain you. It’s funny to me that any of this entertains you at all. No, I write this to let off some creative steam. You take a few paragraphs, add a cup of technology, and a teaspoon of bandwidth and BAM! You have a blog. That anyone reads it is just icing on the proverbial cake.

The fact is that I do this to amuse myself. I am quite good at doing that. So maybe this is as much therapy as it is anything else. And maybe this past year would have not been so hard (long sigh) if I hadn’t neglected my creative outlet. Hopefully that will change with this post. I guess time will tell.

Categories: Family