The Past

I just looked over some writings I did earlier this year.
It has been amazing listing the happenings in my life.
Yes, I have only just begun as they say.
There seems to be a pattern. I am only at the tip of the Iceberg.
Thing is, I am actually finally beginning to LIKE what I see in me.

Remembering growing up is a wonderful pastime.
Not only does it let you learn more about yourself, but it
helps you remember things that way too
many people have forgotten to appreciate.

I see the tendency now days to "be entertained".
We used to go do that ourselves. We would play games,
read, run outside and make a fort.

Climb up a tree and imagine a Kingdom rather than watch
a tv show or rent a movie.

Don't take this the wrong way, I love that those things are
available for my children.
I think of a lot of things I would have wanted
growing up if they had been available.
I still like to find little discoveries with my Computer and
spend more than enough time playing.

That said, I long for that time when I was a young girl.
Now I would have enjoyed it much more than
I did then. I always wanted to be somewhere I wasn't...
Just like I find my daughter doing now.

I remember playing with a puppy.
Dressing it up in a little dress. Walking down to the pond.
Checking out the turtles and other critters near it.
I remember Persimmon Trees and that
pretty orange hue those fruits had on them.

I remember Apple Blossom time in Spring, usually
the end of April although sometimes Winter was not
quite done and you could almost see the Apple
trees shudder.

I can remember lying on the ground looking up at the clouds
just because I could do it!
Lying there looking at them bump together, pass each other...
gave me a feeling of freedom, joy and relaxation.

Not only did I do all of those things, I was exploring me.
Now of course at the time I did not
realize I was doing those things...I was just a child playing.

I also take time to try to remember my Family better.
I have recently been investigating my Dad's history.
I began there simply because I wanted to know
more about where I came from.

When we moved my Dad's remaining things
from the house they had just sold, and then later from the
storage unit last Spring, my brother and I discovered
that Mom and Dad had Photo Album after Album that we never
knew existed. Now, I knew they had a few because Mom always
talked about going through them with us someday.
But, she had placed them well back in their walk in closet,
and it never really occurred to me that I should spend time
going through them with her.
If I have any small regrets, that would be one of them.

Time has a habit of getting away from us while we pursue what
is important to us at the time.
I see it again happening with my own children.
I mention things that I would like to do with them, and they are
too busy or will put it "on the list", or they look at
each other and roll their eyes just as I did
back when I was near the same age.

So, I will continue on doing this self investigation...And write of it.
Hopefully someday they will sit down and read about Grandma and smile.

I guess what I am saying in this writing is:
try to slow down and enjoy where you are now.
Don't go rushing around so much trying to "find"
what you have not lost.

Keeping up with the Jones Family won't work,
They will just move. (joke)

It is not so important the "things" you have as it is the
people in your Life that you love.

Spend time with them, call them...
heck pick up a pen and write them,
the written word is still so wonderful.

Thank someone. Open a door for someone else.
Make someone Laugh or even giggle.
Hug someone even if only online.
Hugs tend to be contagious...And are not fatal.

Try to make Lemonade out of Lemons... it can still be done.

Take a walk with someone. The Conversation you
have with them may not amount to much,
but you will both feel better when you get home.

Hugs from Katie to all my Dear Friends...

More later