In Philadelphia, I met Sharon and Barry Traver, oh so many years ago. A deep friendship which grows stronger. Today Sharon shared with me the happenings since our last email exchange.
Then, Sharon was making a sad drive, along with Barry, up into New York State to be at her 96 year old mother's bedside, as she took her last breath. This, rather than the planned drive to take her mother to visit her own sister, also rather aged.
These last days have been spent in sadness, the loss of two personal friends, and the loss of my friend Sharon's mother. It was not easy. I try to not entertain superstitions, but I was wondering if there would be another. I did not know Sharon's mother, but I do hope, if there is a cycle, that it is over.
I suppose being older, loss via death is right there all the time, of course even including one's own. I have promised myself to make sure mine does not create problems for my family, but my intentions have not yet led to action. So right here, in public, is my intent to begin. OK where? Well, start with clutter, and am I ever guilty of that. I have sort of been thinking about just how to begin, and I think, one shelf at a time. Now to pick the first one and get going.
Books or beads, hmmm, which one? Either should generate some much needed income, so I think books. I have loved and collected books for my entire lifetime. As I developed an interest, I bought every book related to that interest. Art, Embroidery, Self-help, Exercise, Cookbooks, oh there are boxes of them in the garage, and some great ones. Both my grandsons are into cooking, they will have first dibs, but the rest will appear.
I think I can either use my Blog, or Facebook space to list stuff. I will bow to those who really know how to manipulate each one. Me at the moment, I am a pretender.
So, sadness is moving me towards reality, and hopefully getting me to take action. You have my permission to prod me.
Hugs,
Terrie
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