this I believe... or do I?

I think that the things I think I believe are not necessarily what I do believe. Or, what my mind tells me is not the same as what my souls says.
And my soul never thought that Granny would die. She's been around too long to actually perish. She's the one who lives through the deaths of those around her: her parents, Grandad, friends...
She goes to church. She makes egg salad sandwiches. She gets up in the morning even though she's always been more of a night person. She comes to visit her children and grandchildren. She creates a stable home. She puts up with gruffness and grumbling from her husband with a murmered, "Jim!" and a gentle shaking of her head as she continues to go about the business of getting things done. And she gets these things done in order to get back to the business of conversation, which is what she loves most of all.
Oh well. I guess people do die, even in the present tense.

Perhaps she's living in the present somewhere else. What do you say, Mind?

I can't stand it.

I can't stand the fact that these three amazing woman are not here any more. I can not call any one of them on the phone. I struggle to remember what they might have said instead of just asking them what they think. They are gone. And I do not know where or if they are...

Your Turn...

Dear Reader,
In memory of my Granny, I prepared BBQ spareribs and sauce with white rice for dinner tonight. We ate at 5:30pm and I cleaned up the kitchen afterwards. I also TiVo'd The Price is Right, which Granny and Grandad used to watch every day at 5pm while Granny puttered around the kitchen getting dinner ready for 6pm.

And I would like to know, do you have any family traditions that you use to hold onto the good parts of your past? What do you do in memory of your dearly departed?

Sam

white rabbits

Here we all are, August. And aside from Granny, we are all still alive. So I thought I'd take a moment to outline what I expect from this month. As we all know, July fell asleep on the job. Let's hope August can pick up her slack and get things running a little more smoothly. First of all, enough with the dying already! Let's kick it up a notch and keep breathing until September. Secondly, it's time for our ships to come in. Now, I don't know whether there's some kind of blockade or seige happening with the shipping lines or if there's been a crack down in astral customs, but, and I think I can speak for many of us, it's time to get the ships moving again. I, personally, have been waiting for my ship to come in for 39 years. It's time. August, I have every faith that you are the month to make it happen. I realize that we have been under new management (2010, for those of you who have just joined us) and they don't seem to have their eye on the ball. But we, the days and weeks and months that keep things moving, - we are the backbone of this company, and we can determine its fate. And, let's face it, we all know we'll be under different management again next year.
So... let's think outside the box. Let's all find our true north and get our butts in gear.
Go get 'em!!!