Everyone is suffering. The main topics of conversation are gas prices, and grocery prices. My friends in New York are living to pay huge oil bills to keep warm, and on the islands which are home to many of our countries very wealthy, businesses are suffering, and closing. Over and over again, the conversation comes up regarding the need for Americans to learn to live with much less, and how we had better start learning how to adapt in preperation for hard times that seriously seem to be coming.
Im not afraid of life being hard. Its always been hard for me. And I view the changes in our economy more like an adventure, than a hardship. I think that the experience could join people together, as classes cease to be seperated by income. People who would ordinarily have had nothing to do with each other will be forced to have the opportunity to discover strengths in other human beings. It is kind of exciting. Life could zoom back to the 60's,
and maybe we would all join together for the common good.
As you can tell, right now I am in a very good frame of mind. I think my brain and my body had a rest, and renewed itself.
Aside from fun with friends, a valuable discovery was my sister. She is 10 years younger than me. Has a very different life than mine. We have never been close. Not at odds, but not close. I hadnt seen her in 3 years.
I always called her " My baby sister"
I only spent one afternoon, and one night with her. We had a million laughs.
We were sitting in her beautiful backyard at dusk. There was a moment when the light hit her face, and I saw that she had aged. I could see the crinkles around the corners of her eyes, and a new slight slackness in her face. Not in a bad way, just the course of time. My heart broke in a million pieces. I didnt want to leave her the following morning. I wanted just one more day. I have missed her everyday since leaving. I want to see her reguarly, and to try to cultivate with her, the closeness I have had with many of my women friends. There is afterall, nothing like family. So special, and so often left for last.
So, thank you God for such a wonderful, and enlightening trip. Thank you for safe flights( in those teeny tiny planes ) And thank you to me for using the money I should have saved for winter.... to have a small incredible, very valuable, little adventure instead. The love I came home with is priceless.
Ill use it a little bit at a time, to lift me up, when I need it, until its gone. And then Ill find a way, to go get some more.
Love to all of you. I hope you have all been well. I will have to look around FG and see.
Weeder
Reporting in from Virginias beautiful Shenandoah Valley.
I am so fortunate to live here.
PS>>>>>>
Get the book The Shack.
