This morning when I awoke before dawn, it was dark and cold, with gusty winds and no power. Back to the primitive world before electricity, telephones, TVs or internet. Quiet, beautiful, dark, scary. I realized how spoiled we really are In our modern world. The power came back on, but these visitors still live in the primitive world and…survive.
How many times have I said I want to write a book? Hundreds, thousands, a million times? How many people besides me say they want to…
Write a book, a screenplay, a poem? Be an actor, an artist, a designer, an architect, a doctor, a lawyer, a veterinarian? Start their own business, travel the world, retire to a tropical climate? Help the poor, weak, sick, or mentally ill?
How many of us follow our dreams and fantasies and make them reality?
Are all of us just dreamers?
How many of the dreamers follow through? Are they still dreamers then? Or conquerors of their dreams instead?
I’ve decided to become a conqueror of my dreams! How about you? Shall we begin?
How precious is your steadfast love, O God! The children of mankind take refuge in the shadow of your wings. They feast on the abundance of your house, and you give them drink from the river of your delights. For with you is the fountain of life; in your light do we see light. Psalm 36:7-9
Remember when you had to wind your watch up every day or it would quit marking time? Now we must recharge our watches and it tells us a lot more than just the time. I feel like Dick Tracy sometimes with my fancy watch on my wrist. Especially when I’m out and my wrist rings and I then video chat with the caller right in the middle of the grocery store!
Somehow in 2021, my watch reset without my realizing it. Suddenly I’m 60 and my childhood seems far, far away and they show it on the History channel. All the toys and clothes of my era are “vintage.” In my mind it was just yesterday! I feel like a time traveler. I can pop back into 1966 as easily as a breath and then return to 2021 in the next one.
I was thinking the other day, what if we didn’t mark minutes, hours, days, weeks, months, years? Does all that marking of time really matter? If I had not marked all those things in my life, would I still feel 60 or would I just be me, living my life?
As I thought about this, I realized something. Rather than setting resolutions or trying to turn over new leaves at the beginning of the new year, why don’t we just decide to live well today? Then if we get a tomorrow, we do it again. And again. And eventually, even without a watch or a calendar to mark time, we’ll have a wonderful life. Wouldn’t that be cool? dewl 12.30.21
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Howdy! It’s been a while since I’ve posted anything here and I’m sorry for being so remiss!
Life has been busy in quarantine and I’ve been going in several different directions at once. All while mainly remaining at home!
First, I started a proofreading/editing business. I LOVE to read and as I read, I find myself correcting any spelling or grammar error in my head as I go. I read EVERYTHING, even ketchup bottles and mayonnaise jars. If something with words is in front of me, I’m reading it! It’s a compulsion really. I can’t NOT read something. Because of this, I decided to put my reading and grammar skills to good use. I took a course (Proofreading Anywhere) and loved it. Currently I’m proofreading professional documents primarily. I’d like to proofread novellas and novels, so if you need any help in that direction, please let me know!
I also updated my bookkeeping skills and learned how to use QuickBooks Online. My husband is a CPA and has his own business. I brushed up on my skills relating to that and am doing bookkeeping and administrative work for him. I’ve really enjoyed learning more about bookkeeping and accounting. The administrative work comes easily to me. I worked as an administrative assistant and clinic manager for over 30 years so I definitely know the ropes!
In my tiny amounts of free time, I’m also learning Spanish and French, crocheting, knitting, and we moved to a new apartment! Whew! Life has been busy in quarantine! Who says that old dogs can’t learn new tricks? Old dogs (that would be me) can definitely learn new tricks and have a blast in the process!
What have you been doing? Have you found quarantine to be a burden, a blessing, or a mashup of the two? I pray you are all doing well and I promise to stay in touch better! Keep on keeping on folks!