I Talk To Myself

A brand new year.   What is it about the number changing on the calendar that makes one want change themselves, when it is available to do at any time?   At the end of a year, I like to look back and see all the good that happened, I also like to find areas I want to improve upon. I really did have a good year despite my health problems and lack of enthusiasm for my job.   I was able to travel to a new county, go camping with my family and try new art forms.   I improved my website and listed things to sell and started this blog.   New opportunities showed up throughout the year and I went for them and feel good that I did, even though none of them worked out.   I even finished my unfinished projects that I had intended to finish when 2018 first began.   I have many intentions for the upcoming year.   I want to publish my book, my health is always on the list of things to improve (I am actually kind of sick of this one having to b...

Every family gathering brings back old memories.  You talk about the things you did when you were young, or like in my family you bring up all the things you did wrong.  I am not sure why my family does that.  Is it just a reminder that you were flawed once, still learning about the world or to remind ourselves that someone is not perfect.  Or are we still hurting from childhood hurts.  Things that happened while you were growing up tend to bubble out at family parties, like the time I put a rock up my nose when I was old enough to know better and got it stuck.  Why does that story still to this day come up, perhaps to remind me to laugh at my flaws, or perhaps to help someone else feel better about theirs. Our Thanksgivings continue to get bigger as we are inviting more extended family.  Old memories resurface and replay in my mind. I think it is important to connect with your family.  Close and extended, friends far and near.  I think th...