You Would Think....

...that with age at least a modicum of wisdom would be obvious. I'm not saying I'm not wiser about most things, especially when it comes to the huge mistakes I've made in my past. I mean my expectations about how people would act or react to a situation. It's been an historical fact that each year my husband refuses to wish me a happy birthday on my natal anniversary, waiting for me to say something first. And yet.....and yet.....I continue to be disappointed when he leaves for work and hasn't said anything, and I did NOT remind him. And this year, even my CHILDREN didn't say anything until I mentioned it FIRST. I mean, c'mon, how difficult is it, really, to remember what day it is when there are calenders all over the stupid house?! Sheesh.......

*****Okay, scratch that. Hubby just called me to say he was sorry that he left for work without saying Happy Birthday. He said he can't believe that he forgot. All is upright in the world again. *grin* ********

Okay, now that I've gotten that off my chest, I really don't have anything to share. *sheepish grin* You all will notice that I've been a slacker (or as Starr would say, "slacquer") when it comes to blogging. So many things have been happening, and yet......nothing really. Do you know what I mean?

Since December 21st, a few people in my life have passed away. I already mentioned earlier about Wendy, my support group leader. Since then, my second sister's FIL passed away back in Indy (a mean, grumpy bastard, but still a member of the family, and one of the last remaining connections to my parents), and just yesterday I heard about the death of a youth group leader at my parish. I know that death is a part of life, and as a Catholic Christian, I truly believe in a better life after death. It's just.....surreal that these losses seem to come in bunches, and this latest loss is shocking in that this man was not much older than I am. A larger-than-life personality, our community will be at a loss without him, and our youth will be impacted the most. Here is the cruelest irony, however: he passed away while attending a funeral for a friend. Weird, to say the least......

So, birth and death - is there a point to this post? Ummmmmm.....not really. *grin* I suppose I could be cliche' and say, "Tell those to whom you are closest that you love them. Tell them often," but you already know that, and I'll assume you already do that. So here's my point: Remember to laugh. Remember to smile. Remember to be grateful. Remember to be happy. Remember to dance. Remember to be silly. Remember TO BE.

Later daze...............