My little bit of heaven on earth…

I am in the place that is one of my absolute favorites…the mountains of North Carolina, between Blowing Rock and Boone.  There used to be a summer camp here, named Camp Yonahlossee, that operated for many, many years… it closed down in the early 1980’s, when it was bought out by the people who developed the area as a resort…

The developers of the resort were sensitive to the fact that many of the people who had been a part of the camp, either as a camper, or as staff, or in some cases, as both, really loved the camp and the area… so they named the resort area with the camp’s name, and when several years back, some of the “campers” who had kept in touch with each other, decided to see who else they could find, and then began to have reunions from time to time, the people who ran the resort welcomed the former campers and staff with open arms…

I was one of the camp counselors for a few years, and I am here this weekend for a reunion…  why is this one of my favorite places to be?  I love this place for it’s beauty as well as it’s quietness, sense of peace, and timelessness…   and in this area of North Carolina, there is a scent in the air that I have found in no other place… I can only describe it as a gentle scent of sweet earthiness…

Being here restores and rejuvenates my spirit and soul…   I am blessed!!

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I wish …

Afoot and light-hearted, I take to the open road…

A person leaves his home, gets into his car and just starts driving… Going wherever…  Beautiful scenery… Apparently just answering the call of “wanderlust”…

It’s a car commercial…

I don’t want the car… Just wish I had the freedom to just get in my car and go…

conversations…

We converse with other people all the time…

Sometimes those conversations are long…sometimes short…

Sometimes they have great meaning and import…other times, not so much…

Many of them, we forget…

But then, there are those we will remember for the rest of our lives…

 

Me:  I love you, Mom…

Mom:  I love you more…

Me:  I love YOU more…

Mom:  I loved you first…

 

I really miss having that (almost daily) conversation with my mom…

1/1/2016… Saturday? No… Friday…

…and  I didn’t even stay up super late last night (or early this morning) or “party” or get drunk or anything else that might explain why I thought today was Saturday…

Except…  maybe…

I don’t have to be at work today – unless my “work phone” rings (I am on call)…

And usually the mornings or days that are this peaceful are Saturdays…

This morning, as I peeled back the foil covering over the little yogurt container (of the yogurt I was going to eat), I saw on the underside of the foil top this quote from Oscar Wilde:

I adore simple pleasures.  They are the last refuge of the complex.

Simple pleasures…   What a thought…

What are some of the simple pleasures in my life?

  • A quiet, peaceful Saturday (or in today’s case, Friday) morning…where I can enjoy a cup (or two or three) of coffee, as I sit on my patio in my backyard…watching as my puppy is undoubtedly digging to China from underneath the shed in my backyard… I see occasional glimpses of her body as she passes the opening she created when she dug her way under the shed in the first place…
  • Watching my older dog, as he slowly meanders around the yard, and then returns to a cushion to lay down and rest…
  • Being able to sit in a chair on my back patio and drink coffee to begin with…
  • Feeling a light, cooling breeze on a warm, sunny day, as the new year begins… Well, ok…  I live in Florida…  warm, sunny days on January 1st are the norm…not the exception!!
  • Knowing that I am blessed by God, and that whatever comes in this new year, God will be with me… knowing that I will not ever be alone as I journey through and face the unknown future of this new year…

I think I will see how many more “simple pleasures” I can discover this year…

… new normals …

It’s that time of the year again… The holidays… Thanksgiving a couple weeks ago, and now Christmas is fast approaching…

What, in the past, had always been “normal” for me at this time of year, has not been so for about the last 4 or 5 years… Instead, “normal” has been in flux, fluid and changing as has been the family situation… And even now, the “new normal” has not yet fully taken shape and solidified…

But it’s getting there… And despite a not yet fully established new normal, I will still celebrate!

Merry Christmas!
Happy Chanukah!
Joyous Kwanzaa!

Even if things are not “normal” for you, may you find a way to celebrate the true meaning of your holidays this year!

And may we all experience blessings in the New Year!!