I suppose life is getting to being a little more normal. Vi’s mum is home and doing well. Vi had made a commitment quite a while back to go and baby sit the grand kids so she has flown to Thompson and will be gone for the next week. Becasue of her mum’s conidtion she was hesitant about going but as there are 4 or 5 flights a day she can get back very quickly if needed.
I have said so very many times that I am such a lucky man. I know that in my head a usually feel it in my heart. As time passes though I seem to go through periods where my heart seems to forget that. I still know it, but at times just don’t feel so lucky. By the mere fact I have some how been able to defy the odds and am alive today should be enough to convince me, I guess on what you culd call a permanent basis. It is strange though how we can become complacent and so easily start taking things/life for granted.
Of late I seem to have found myself more in a brooding, anxious or pensive state/mindset. I need more time in my meditation chair. Our lives our reality is lived totally in our heads, I can change what I see as my reality by changing my thinking. That is job one for me NOW. The only time really wasted is time not lived and I am wasting too much.
Things have been happening. Vi flew to Thompson to baby sit grandchildren while Lynelle is away on a training course. I guess that means I am living the wild bachelor life and geesh is it ever wild. lol.
In the past I have written about our neighbour Paul (the card shark). Now Paul is a gentleman for whom I have a lot of respect and is reaching real life hero status in my eyes. Paul is 92 years old, sharp as a tack and continually kicks my butt at crib. We had the pleasure of having Paul and his daughter Diane over for supper a few nights back. As is the norm the crib board and cards came out. Almost to my amazement I discovered Paul can be beaten. Now to his credit he did drag every point possible out of each hand, he pegged points like a mad man. Yet, even that was not enough and he went down to defeat. OK, in fairness I have to say he was playing with a great handicap to over come. What was that handicap that dragged him down to defeat, having me as a partner.Yes we were playing doubles having partners, men against the women, sigh.
Had a wonderful evening out at cousin Maggie’s home. Her brother, my cousin Don is in town. It really was nice seeing Don again. It has only been something like 35 or 40 years since we last saw each other. Geesh, it just hit me. We played crib there also. Don, an excellent player and I were partners against Maggie and hubby Dale. Hum, don’t think I am going to say who won.
Life is not always easy but if we just open our hearts and minds we realize it is so very worth it.