Changing things up a bit

I've had two blogs over the years..... started both with the best of intentions. But then, who starts new things/sets out to make changes in their lives, with the worst of intentions?

Being the sentimental type-A that I am, it kills me now that I deleted my first blog. It's like going back to your high school diary and seeing all the pages you tore out. Not because it would be of any interest to anyone else, but because it was *my* life..... and no matter that so much of it was everyday ho hum, it still gives perspective to me..... a way of gaging how I've evolved over the years to become who I am today...... which wouldn't really matter to anyone but myself. But still, there it is. Because the first blog, and now this one, have been for me.... just me.... though, this blog gets viewed by people (I'm assuming people? Who knows?) from mainly Russia, the Ukraine, Brazil, Malaysia and the U.S. for heaven only knows why, as my little life is nothing more than that..... little. Thing is, though it's little, it's mine..... and I wouldn't trade it for anything or anyone. However, this blog hasn't really gone (though I've recommitted myself several times) the direction I've wanted. It's still more like an online journal/diary for my innermost thoughts and feelings.

I want this blog to be more structurally motivated and goal- oriented.... more info-related.

When I started it 5+ years ago, this was my first entry:

Sooo, here goes another recommitment.....

Oh boy.

New normal

Virus's, masks, hand sanitizer, staying home, conspiracy theories, hoarding, facetiming, toilet paper shortage, the worst of incompetency from the very highest level, gaslighting, so much blind and deafness (though, not literally), smokescreens, bold-face lies accepted without explanation.... the list goes on and on. First and foremost though, this is nothing to be made light of. The meme's were a good laugh in the beginning, but they're stale and old now. People are suffering, people are sick, people are dying. Medical workers all over the world are putting their lives at great risk everyday, working to save and protect so many. Grocery and essential store workers, truck drivers and delivery people are making sure store shelves are stocked so we have what we need. It's hard to see a light at the end of the tunnel. Until there's a vaccine there isn't much "finality" in sight. People. Oh, the people. In so many ways huma...

Playing an old game.....

..... Ally and I. It happened as we were driving down Ustick Rd. the other day and saw a car with a Hawaii license plate.... then 20 seconds later Connecticut and Pennsylvania. Now, if you've never been on Ustick Rd, you might not understand the significance of that. Ally got Alaska yesterday. Guess I better get out more.

Love languages

http://www.5lovelanguages.com/profile/ I've always known the love language my children speak.... since they were little. Rob took me a bit longer. I know my parents languages and lately I've been thinking much more about my siblings, Rob's siblings, and my dearest friends. It's taken years to figure out which one I am..... since it's been kind of a tie between three.... but recently, it finally happened. And although it's one I'm not super pleased about, it is me. It's what makes me feel secure and safe and loved. And just because someone doesn't show me love in this certain way (because obviously we all have our own language), it doesn't mean I'm not going to have a connection with them. It just means that in my deeply closest, most personal and intimately emotional relationships, this area is what does it for my heart.... and it's how my heart gives and shows it to others.

Sweet Potators

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