My Thoughts

I originally posted this on Kaitlyn's blog, but decided I wanted to put it on both blogs. Today is July 4, the birthday of the wonderful nation of the United States.  I am not sure what this great and wonderful nation will be like in 20 years, 40 years.............but I do know that at some point, each of my daughters will reflect backward to a time when was I was strong and vital and try to put their confused memories into place.  As I took Murphy for his morning walk, the outline for this entry formed into my mind.  Kate came to visit this week, so at times, I had all 3 girls together under the same roof again.  Even though it was only for a few hours at a time, it brought back so many happy memories for me.  For the girls, it brought a wave of resentment and anger. To my beautiful daughters, please know that for many, many years you will reflect backward onto points of your young adult lives and even into your childhood and feel a tidal wave of emotions toward me, similar to

Today is July 3; It has been a long and very lazy day................I don't do so well with boredom. Had 3 women stop by to witness to me and ask me to bible study tomorrow. Their big point was that God can be female, too, as the mother, and we read together out of revelations. Kate, Whit and I went to Sonic for happy hour to get patriotic slushes, but only Kate got a red slush............and it was so hot we had to come home instead of sit and talk.  We wouldn't have done much talking anyway as the girls got into one of their persistent and angry spats.  Whit and Kate are constantly on each other's nerves, each making the other mad by the mere act of breathing. Everything makes Kate mad.  She hates the dog and the food I cook.  She hates our music and our boring life where all we seem to do is read.  But, her anger and rage are better than her self-destructive days of drug use and wasting to nothingness.  Whit is right, I tend to try to give Kate whatever she wants; it

This has been a crazy summer already, and we are only two days into it.  When I say we, I mean my youngest daughter Whitney and myself, school having ended last Friday.  It is Tuesday, June 9, and we are enjoying some down time.  Although I will be teaching (supervising) summer school, I am on half days, so I am getting some much needed relaxation. Today, I came home and studied for a while on the Spanish certification exam.  I've been wanting to go to the pool everyday, so today I put on my new size 16 swimsuit and headed down alone.  Whitney had gone earlier and did not want to return.  For some reason, the sun and splashing water evoked strong memories of the summer of 1981.  I know the year because it was summer before my 8th grade year and probably the last time I felt a sense of hopefulness and contentment.  This was the last summer I listened to only the music of my parents and began to venture out into other genres. As I put together a youtube playlist of songs, nostalg