“Sometimes it’s the same moments that take your breath away that breathe purpose and love back into your life.”

This is not one of my better mornings. My grumpiness is wasted as I’m here by myself. I’m also tired as I was restless all night and didn’t sleep well. I’m coughing though I don’t think I have a cold, but just in case I’ve decided to stay home to watch the Pats instead of watching with friends. No Typhoid Mary here.

Today is relatively warm. The sun is shining but from behind clouds. Nothing is stirring. It’s a quiet day.

The laundry is upstairs and put away, but I have two more bags of laundry waiting to be washed. They’ll wait a while. I have plenty of underwear.

Getting older sometimes means getting a bit jaded. I think that would be the worst, to see the world as only dulled or tired. I look for the adventure in each day, for something new or something changed. When I get the mail, I stop at my car, rest my back and watch the world for a few minutes. I see the beauty. I realize how lucky I am.

When I was little, I made memories. The school corridor, wider than a river, went on for miles. Nuns were all six foot and muscular, even the old ones. The Five and Ten was magical. Everything you wanted or needed was on one of its shelves. The railroad tracks just kept going and going as far as any of us could imagine, even to China. The woods were filled with adventures. Blueberries grew everywhere. The turkey needed two people to lift it out of the oven. The Christmas tree touched the ceiling and filled the living room.

Life is gigantic when you’re little. It’s a surprise wrapped in paper and lots of ribbon. The sun is brighter, the snow deeper and the rain heavier. New still happens. Believing is easy. Santa is real and so are the tooth fairy and the Easter bunny. I know the memories I share with you every day may have been tempered by time, but I swear most of them are true, except maybe the one about the nuns. A couple of them might have been five ten.

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16 Comments on ““Sometimes it’s the same moments that take your breath away that breathe purpose and love back into your life.””

  1. olof1 Says:

    I think I was at least fifteen before I saw a nun in the real and I have to say that Swedish nuns are much smaller than the American 🙂 🙂 🙂

    Everything was so much bigger back in the days. I remember that the candy store was big and lots of people could stand in there waiting for their turn. Years later when I went back in there I realized that three people at most actually could be in the shop at the same time 🙂 🙂

    The predictions said cloudy and around 32F all day here so naturally we had sunshine all day and rather cold. Now they are saying we still have clouds and around 32F but the sky is clear and it’s 12,2F 🙂 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!


    • katry Says:

      American nuns were really all sizes. My aunt was a nun, and she was short. They just seemed big.

      I am usually amazed when I see the places of my youth. I remember them as gigantic. I forget I was small. The same view you had in the candy store.

      I’m staying inside c comfy and warm.

      Have a great day!!~

  2. Denise Says:

    Do you think that your sleep is difficult because Gracie isn’t there?When my dog died I slept with a balled up blanket. Lil Bit was so small she slept in the crook of my arm. I had a hard time sleeping. Take it easy. Denise

    • katry Says:

      The past four months I slept on the couch as she couldn’t do down the stairs. I have since moved to my bed. I do keep thinking she’ll be at the end of the bed stretched out and snoring. That just might be part of my restlessness.

  3. Birgit Says:

    It’s hardly surprising that you was grumpy in the morning, today is International Squirrel Appreciation Day.
    Enjoy watching the Pats!

    • katry Says:

      Now that’s funny! I had no idea that the spawns have a special day to be appreciated. How silly!!

  4. Bob Says:

    Although I was rooting for the Jaguars, congrats to your Pats. Once in awhile it would be nice to see another AFC team go to the Suoer Bowl.

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