It may seem I have completely forgotten about this blog. Not really.
I have been sitting on it, hiding it under a bushel, shoving it into the
darkest recess of my mind’s closet. It
has had a long winter’s nap, but now it is time to pull it out, dust it off,
and face it. Summer has bloomed, and now it’s time to plug in the popcorn
popper!
To tell the truth I have not felt much like partying over the
past year. Living in humble
circumstances away from my usual haunts, I have been honored to assist my
parents through some difficult times by cooking, scrubbing, laundering and
dealing – with hospitalizations, falls, chemo, eye drops, trips to radiation, and
“Old Timer’s” dementia. Fortunately we made
it through this crisis period, and now we are in the eye of life’s hurricane
for a season.
One day while drowning in a flood of my own tears, I came up
for a breath of air. What did I notice? I noticed that my house is falling apart and
my lawn is dying and my grandchildren miss having their grandmother
around. The time has come to go home and
pick up the pieces. It is time to start
where I left off over a year ago. It is
time to return to my own life, full of youngsters scampering about and driving
me absolutely crazy – with vitality and joy swirling around me. Like Dorothy’s tornado, they capture me and
take me on a journey along the yellow brick road to our own imaginary place
where love abounds and everything, and everybody, lasts forever!
Yes, it is time for the Popcorn Party to begin anew. Reading, talking, swimming, shopping, and
visits to the zoo! Sprinkle on the
cheddar, pour on the butter, and coat it with caramel. It is time to dive into the popcorn bowl
again!
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