A New Year

Hello friends. It has been so long, I am having to re-learn how to do this. 

The days are flying by. How does this happen? 

I don't like to look back. Try to live in the present. Last year, I wrote another novel. Spent nearly the whole year writing, editing, re-writing and on and on. Trying to find an agent with all that it entails. It is more than this aging brain can do and it's a whole new day in publishing.  I can't even do all that is required on computers to submit. It is boring so I won't go on. I am beginning to start a sequel or another one I want to write. I just need to get started. I really need an assistant to help with all the queries, etc., but don't want to pay for it.

Hope the new year is a good one. My little weenie girls are still with me. My sister is still with me.  I lost my brother in July. He was homeless and alone. My heart was broken for Todd. He was only 52.

My grandbabies are growing and changing so fast. Carson just turned two, Thora three, Penny will be five next month. Bella is 12 and taller than me. They are so much more grown-up at twelve now. And, Oliver is 10. All so sweet and innocent.

I do check in from time to time on your posts and think fondly of you. Here's to 2020.

PS ~ what's the new blogger?

Out With The Old

Just thinking.  Out with the old - in with the new.

I usually make new years' resolutions.  I am about 50% with keeping them, so I figure I should go ahead and give it a try. 

This year my resolution is Get Her Done.

As I get older, I am feeling the lack of time left to get things done.  It is rather distressing, but also a challenge.  Oh, and I usually get a head start before the beginning of the new year.  Maybe superstition, perhaps just nothing more than an early start.

Had a few talks with a family member.  Put off for far too long.  In my later years, I try not to give advice or maybe it is just to mind my own business; avoid conflict at all costs.  That is how I roll. When it affects family, it is especially hard, but I finally did it.  It did not go as I had hoped.  Does it ever?  I may have given up on wishes and dreams coming true, but not hope. Can't change the past, but the future, yes.  That is what I ended the discussion with.  My life's work has been my family. My kids don't know what not having a family is like. They also think they know it all - that parents lived in another time.  Experience mentioned is taken as an insult.  Well, how do you know how it feels to be old when you've never been old?  How does it feel to be a parent when you've never been one?  I can only hope I planted a seed.

On another front, there is a passage in the Christian bible, in the book of Matthew I believe, "all is vanity and that is like chasing the wind".  I was brought up in the church, but am no longer religious, at the least don't believe in a mono-theist religion.  I do remember some of the readings though.  

I haven't been very vain in later years.  Hate wearing makeup and jewelry; just not a very girly girl.  Why should we have to wear make-up when men don't?  Mostly.  I can't stand to put on all the products either.  Scrubbing, toning, on an on.  

Well, guess what?  I've suddenly begun to see things heading south and wrinkles.  I just turned another year older and it struck me like a thunderbolt.  So, I am researching all the new procedures, short of surgery.  I cannot believe all the things they are doing now. BTW, I do draw the line at vaginal rejuvenation and hand fillers. 

Just thinking...