First of all, I know nothing about blogs. For instance it says "add enclosure link" at the top of this and I have no idea what that means. So, at least for now, I won't be doing that. If anyone is blog savy and can help me out, leave a comment, call me write me an email, post on facebook or whatever. Until then......
Secondly, this is going to be a journey and some will need a road map to follow it. Sometimes, even I may get lost, but will try hard not to. If I do, we can work our way out together.
Thirdly, there will be several segments to the blog and they will include the following: The World According To Roy, which I have been wanting to do for over four years now, but somehow could just never do it. I have the "chapter titles" in my book, but could never write the chapters. I am left the only survivor of my "family." I can tell you for sure, it is not a fun place to be. I suppose most of us, as we age, figure that we will lose our parents; we are not ready for it and we do not want it but, we are somehow prepared. I was more prepared for mother's passing, because she had been so sick for so long and her quality of life was so poor. I was not at all prepared for my daddy's passing, he wasn't sick a day....just went to sleep and didn't wake up the next morning. Took me a long time to get over that one....don't know yet how long as I still am not over it completely. But, my baby brother....my only sibling; my only family from my "first family," think about him daily, miss him daily and laugh about many of the things that you, his children and grandchildren, probably never knew. Well, unfortunately Cathy and Erin, you did know quite a bit, but you also had the wonderful privilege of seeing him grow into the wonderful strong man he was. Holly, you, Roy and I talked about some of these things while I was there in Texas with you so you can attest to the truthfulness of some of the things that sound like noooooo, that just can't be true, but it was.
So, I will be telling the story of "The World According to Roy." You won't want to miss a chapter. Lots of pictures, probably pictures you have never seen. I won't write a chapter every day, but I will often and I will try to let you know somehow what the "topic" of the day will be.
Fourthly, there will be many topics of the day: Polymer Clay and jewelry making and how it came to be....you can thank Holly, Marie and Heidi for that one; new business venture and what it is and why it is; High School Buddies, and I really mean High School Friends and how we got together after 46 years of not even talking to one another, much less seeing or sharing our lives with one another---that was really pretty stupid on all our parts to let 46 years go by....DON'T LET THAT HAPPEN TO YOU....KEEP UP WITH YOUR FRIENDS. They know every single thing about you from the time you were in junior high...I don't think there is a junior high anymore....unimportant....I was talking about knowing everything about each other and still loving you. And friends, unlike family, do not JUDGE you...they just love you. It is wonderful for that one week a year when we all get together and become 15 all over again....hoping to add more to the yearly get together's, but even if we can't see each other, for goodness sake we can talk.......; politics I am sure will come up at some point...my or my what a volatile subject that is today; then religion will be discussed, again volatile but nevertheless a topic; and who knows what else!!!!!
One of the reasons I called this blog "Memories are just that" is because if you just thought of it a second ago, it has already become a memory. We can have old memories, new memories, good memories, and bad memories, but we all have memories and that is exactly what they are: memories.
Enjoy the ride~ Please comment on what you read...what you thought or think...become a part of someone's "memories." You will be glad you did and so will they.....Also, feel free to change the topic of the day by commenting on something completely different than what you read....
I'll be seeing you, if only in my memories. BonnieB
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