The Labyrinth of Life

Sunday, February 05, 2006

A Dear Friend
I have a very dear friend in my life whom I love to death. I am going to call him Bob. I have known Bob literally, since the day he was born some 13 year ago to my lifelong friends, Gladys and her husband, and he has been such a gift in my life.

My husband and I are childless (or childish) by choice as we married late in our reproductive lives . We did not want to have a "mongoloid" as my husband's totally insentive urologist stated we might have as he was snipping my husband's vital manly tubings. I truly have never regretted the decision of not having children as it was a clear choice we both made.

However, I do love kids and have always enjoyed the times I have spent with my 6 nieces and nephews.
My relatives live in another state though and visits with them are few and far between and they are all nearly grown up. Gladys and her husband gave me the greatest honor when Bob was born and invited me to be in the delivery room when he entered the world and his has been a part of my life ever since.

Bob has brought into my life so much laughter, fun, silliness, thoughtfulness and love. He is a very kind and sensitive boy, yet has a tremendous sense of humor (like his mom). He is extremely bright, a whiz with the computer (like his dad), very social and has a keen insight on everything going on around him. Unlike so many kids his age, he engages in conversations, is polite, and has empathy for others. Of course he is not perfect, that would just make him an oddball. Did I mention that he is one of the most attractive kids I've ever seen, and I'm not just saying that. He is such a blend of his parents appearances, it's difficult to say which of them he most resembles.

I hope for Bob that he continues on the path he is on, succeeding in life without too much heartache or grief, finding the right partner to spend his life, and having children who will turn out as wonderful as he has.

Sunday, January 15, 2006

HOME
The husband and I just returned from a week's belated Christmas vacation visiting family. We were basically couch/lounge chair ridden during the holidays so this was our opportunity to do the familial visits.

I come away from this past week with the following enlightenment: There is no place like home. We love our families and they were nothing but kind to us but it is very difficult to stay in others homes for more than 24 hours in my opinion. The parental units are so set in their ways on how they live their likes and don't quite understand our (set in our ways) routines. Example: It's 9:00pm, my bedtime everynight since I get up at 5:30am and each night the question was posed "you're going to bed so early, it's only 9:00? Like I didn't realize the time. Or this one: Which comics do you read in the paper? Or this one: Do you watch Breakfast with the Arts (or fill in name of any TV show they happen to be watching that we never watch).

Ah, blessed home!!

Sunday, January 08, 2006

To My Dear Friend
I heard this song today from a singer named Keb Mo and the lyrics struck such a cord for me that I would like to share them and dedicate them to my dear, true friend, Gladys from the bottom of my heart.

One Friend
People come and people go
They take and they give
Build you up
Just to let you down
That's just the way it is

All I need is one friend
To get me through the day
One Friend
That never goes away
One Friend
To understand
And never let me down

I've been in love
I've been in pain
I'm a sinner
I'm a saint
No matter where I am
Or what I do
It's you I appreciate

All I need is one friend
To get me through the day
One Friend
That never goes away
One Friend
To understand
And never let me down

Can't nobody love you
More than you love yourself
And as long as I've got my one good friend
I don't need nobody else

All I need is one friend
To get me through the day
One Friend
That never goes away
One Friend
To understand
And never let me down

Monday, January 02, 2006

Make New Friends but Keep the Old
I had a phone call from an old friend today calling to wish us a Happy New Year. It dawned on me on this 2nd day of 2006 that this is a friend I have known now for 30 years. I find this comforting yet somewhat startling to realize so many years have gone by since I established some of my dearest and longest friendships during my 2nd year of college in 1976. I reflect back on those halcyon days with such fond memories and can't believe so many years have flown by.

I have met many people since than and none, other than my dear husband and best friend since Jr. High, compare to the friendships I made during my years in college. I am not a person who needs many people in her life and for that I feel lucky. But I feel luckiest for having found such friends and have sustained those relationships for all these many years.

Thursday, December 29, 2005

Biggest Pet Peeve (Today)

This makes me so mad. When I mention I am going to go to lunch somewhere to a coworker and she/he asks if I would mind picking up something for them also. The coworker also says "I'll pay you when you get back." "Sure, no problem" I say to coworker. Now this was when I should have said "Oh, I'm sorry I only have enough cash for my lunch. " I drive in my car using my gasoline to pick up the food, bring it back to the little (bankrupt) princess, telling her as I set her precious lunch on her desk "that was $6.95." She responds with a cheerful " okay".

Do you think I saw one dime of that money by the end of the day?? No I did not. Now I am in the awkward position of having to mention it to her tomorrow in some gentle, subtle way so I don't seem like a money grubbing miser or I have to just forget about it and try to learn a valuable lesson. The lesson being - Never trust a bankrupt princess.

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

Intimacy

I had a revelation over the Christmas weekend when the husband and I were home alone together for three days recovering from whatever nasty bug has taken over our bodies. It became crystal clear to me the true meaning of intimacy (you thought I was going to say the true meaning of Christmas, didn't you).

When previously thinking of the meaning of intimacy in my life, I have always connected it with two people physically connected, not necessarily bumping fuzzies, but touching one another in some way. It dawned on me as we were coughing, sneezing, shaking with chills, fighting our fevers, that there was nothing more intimate than being perfectly comfortable and uninhibited sharing space with each other when we were at our most absolute worst. I felt more in love with the man than if we had spent the whole weekend making mad, passionate love.

Perhaps we'll do that next weekend!

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

SCARY THOUGHT
I realize "tis the season for good thoughts and peace on earth" blah, blah, blah but I'm sick with the flu and I'm not feeling very full of good will. I am feeling very full of phlegm though.

I realize considering how quickly I was struck down with this current bug that has invaded my frail body, how the Bird Flu could kill millions of us in a matter of a few short weeks, should it start spreading amongst humans. Since it's symptoms are allegedly much more severe than the common variety of influenza, if it starts spreading, we are all doomed. That is all.

Merry Christmas.