Archive for December 20th, 2009

I am still tickled every time I glance at the Norfolk Pine we brought in when it became too cold outside.  It is completely green and growing in the new spot my wife placed it in.

I did not expect it to last the winter.  Last year we bought it for our Christmas tree and placed it next to our large living room window.  It did not do too well and lost quite a few branches and needles, becoming quite straggly.  When it warmed up, we placed it outside.

This year we placed it in a different spot inside.  I did not expect it to last through the winter.  To my surprise the tree is doing fine.  Every time I look at it now I become happy.  Such a small thing but it gives me pleasure.

My wife is truly my serendipity.  God gave me my present wife.  I was not looking for another.  My first marriage had broken up.  She came along when I least expected it.

There is so many reasons I can give why she is a blessing but I will only quickly state a few.  She encourages my writing and is also a fine editor.  She also makes me laugh.  She is not perfect but close.

I could not imagine a life without her.  We both love music and grew up in the same time frame so both of us love a lot of the same music.  All that is a gift.

She certainly is a “better fit” than my first wife.  Most of the time we like each other and laugh a lot together.  I consider her “serendipity”.  I did nothing to deserve her.  This is our seventh Christmas together.  She truly is a blessing.

And may I never forget that when there is any tension or conflict between us.  When I told my doctor my wife was driving me “crazy”, he said “Don’t all wives do that?!”

Sometimes our families know us too well (and don’t).  I am just referring now to the family I grew up–particularly my two sisters and my parents (though both dead).

Why is it your immediate family dismisses your gifts?  You have to get validation from the outside?

I remember the last conversation I had with my Dad.  He was much more impressed with the million his future son-in-law made selling his company than anything I did.

It is true I was not successful in making money (or amassing a fortune) but I spent a lifetime writing and none of that mattered.  Only Money.

My two sisters also take my gifts for granted.  Maybe, that is why we have to make friends—people who are not blood.  They choose to be our friend.

They are attracted to us by who we are although it is still disappointing to me that I never was truly appreciated by the family I grew up with.

I love looking out my kitchen window.  We had a snowstorm yesterday and already the roads have been plowed.  It is not the same as being in the middle of the storm.

Every thing outside my back window is white and unspoiled looking.  There is no evidence of humans there.  I keep expecting to see a cottontail or two playing in the snow.

Even if I don’t, I love peering out into the snow covered trees and bushes and ground.  The landscape appears wild.  It is an illusion but even so I love it still every time I glance out that window.

I can’t compare myself to anyone.  I have to till the soil that is mine.  God has given me certain gifts.  And has wired me a certain way.  And all I can do is follow that tiny voice only I can hear.

It does me no good to even consider if I will have any kind of legacy.  That is not up to me.  Every person created is different.  There have been billions of people on this earth and each is is unique–a snowflake.

No one can really tell me what to do, what is most important to me, what drives me.  Certainly life is full of others who are too quick to tell you this.

Your conscience is really your ultimate guide.  Your time here is finite and all you can do is unravel the path set out for you, which only you know.  I have to till the soil that is only mine.

Some people’s destiny is grand and others are on a smaller scale –most people for that matter.  You have to accept the place given to you.  We are all part of a whole.  And ripples go forth into the universe when you are following the path only set for you.