Yes, it's a new year in September. I've already mentioned our new school year. We also have a new co-op, new AWANA year, new year in Children's Church, etc... Lots of exciting things going on. New committees, new classes for the whole family! Lots of changes.
'Change' is certainly a word we're hearing a lot these days. In my home I'm the more optimistic one. Kenneth and Darrell share the title of family pessimists. To me the word 'change' equals excitement. To Kenneth and Darrell it brings dread. It's fascinating how different people can be.
We've had one recent change that is anything but good. Our grandson, Matthew, is living in Texas with his father right now. On this one I certainly relate to my guys here at home.... change is not always a good thing.
And another painful change...
We received word this week that an uncle of mine is in hospice care and his hours are certainly numbered. My father was told his brother probably wouldn't make it long enough for him (my father) to drive from Florida to North Carolina. Well, as far as I know, he has, and Dad did. My father is the youngest of 5 children in his family. There will now be just 2 left. My mother was an only child and she passed 7 years ago.
Amid all the blessings and happiness in my life, a heavy heart can't be avoided altogether. If it weren't for the rain I wouldn't know to appreciate the sunshine. It's very difficult for me to have so very much in my life that's good and still feel such pain. I have no right. But it still hurts anyway.
Did I mention how much better I'm getting at Sudoku puzzles? They are a good way to pass all that free time I really don't have. I think I use them for escape.
Moving on...
Where my oldest son is concerned I tend to nag. Mostly because we see things very differently. He's one of those teenagers who still knows everything. I'm an old woman who knows I'll never know nearly enough. Oops...back to my point... I've been nagging my son to register to vote. He kept saying he didn't want to vote. He feels it really makes no difference whether he votes or not. Well, that wasn't the answer his mama wanted to hear. It turns out he has a professor who wields more power than moi. Specifically the power to grant "extra credit." This professor will grant extra class credit for his students who vote. Well, at least I don't have to threaten to stop making his favorite dinner. The spaghetti is safe!!!
The clock will soon strike midnight. I better get this posted while it's still "today." The weekend is in sight. Make some wonderful memories.
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