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CBS News Sunday Morning is a microcosm of our world.  That hour, on Sunday morning, has become one of my favorite hours of the week.  Pajama clad, usually cup of tea in hand, I curl up under a blanket on the couch and know, that somehow nothing will disturb this hour.  The boys sleep on and the phone does not ring.  It’s magic!

 

Charles Osgood has replaced Charles Kurault but the show is every bit as good as it was then.  First is an overview of the week’s news, then follows: art, current political events, best and worst jobs, a bit of Hollywood with Glenn Close, commentary (It’s always good to hear someone else’s opinion), elephant polo (Where else can you hear about elephant polo?), and nature.

 

Today was a segment on “guilt” that included a clip of the master of guilt, “Woody Allen.”  Guilt is brought to us right in the beginning; literally, of the Bible.  Guilt even activates a portion of the brain, so perhaps we are hard-wired to experience guilt.  I grew up in the First Christian church and guilt was ever present in my youth.  My mother once walked out of a mall store with an unpaid for keychain on her finger.  She walked the full length of the mall to return it.   I would not pick up a penny if it was lying on the driveway of someone else’s property, even when I was three.  I do not think that is a bad thing.  But, guilt at feeling pride in oneself is one of the quickest downfalls of man/woman.  We all need to feel we are worthy; for a happy life and to accomplish small and great things. 

 

Not feeling worthy can lead to suicide, acceptance of a poor condition in your life, and being treated poorly by others.  J.K. Rowling said that it took her thirty-five years to stop going for the bad boy, and it worries her when women/girls say they like Lucius or Draco Malfoy.  AOL Chat (See second question down on left.)  In my opinion, if you have enough sense of self-worth, you are attracted to good characters, like Lupin.  When you are attracted to a Malfoy, you are asking to be abused. You apparently, do not feel worthy of the best. 

 

Sunday Morning Almanac, 1964, was the first finding of cigarette smoking and lung cancer and other associated diseases.  Having had an aunt, a long time smoker, who died of lung cancer not long ago and knowing that it makes me breathless to be on the company of a smoker, I have to agree.  For what that is worth.

 

The art segment covered trains.  My love of trains is of the model variety, although I loved my morning commute when it was on a train.  I remember the Christmas morning my brother received a model train.  I woke up to the whistle and, oh how I wanted that train.  I saw a design once for a very small gauge train in a coffee table.  I always meant to make that.  This segment featured artist’s representations of train and train travel.  And, the art section of Sunday Morning is one of my favorites.

 

They covered George Walker Bush, as President; 9/11, the Iraq War, Katrina and the economic crisis.  My mother always says that no matter who gets in, they will do their best.   I rather think that must be modified with them doing, what is right, in their own interests, not necessarily in the best interests of the country.

 

Brides and weddings were covered next.  I know something about weddings, having attended two this year and photographing the one.  These couples worked at keeping the costs down while having their own original weddings.  When I see that someone has spent twenty thousand dollars on a wedding, I wonder why they do not put that money down on a house, when I hear of a six hundred thousand dollar wedding, I wonder how many homeless people could be housed, how many hungry children could be fed, for that one, wedding?  The last wedding I attended, that cost twenty thousand dollars, saw a divorce not too many years later. I doubt the bride spends too many hours looking at those wedding photos.

 

We were told that houses are being built smaller.  I hope that means we are going to be less wasteful in the future.  We only have one earth and we have to learn to take care of it.

 

And, it is nice to see that international frivolity can bring us all together, when the New York blue team played elephant polo in India and won silver.  What’s life without a laugh and friends, and elephants?

 

Finally, they ended with nature, as they always do.  This time it was in the snowy mountains of southern Colorado, with squirrels and trees, snow and running water.  Is there any better way to start the week?

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Were you ever in a relationship where you woke up one morning and said, ‘This person is making me old.’?

 

It’s not that they are actually making you old.  Mother Nature does a fine job of that on her own and when your genes add something like heart disease or cancer to the mix, it is scary. And, it is not that I am afraid of death, because I am not. And, someday I will explain that when I am feeling very psychic and ready to open my soul to the world (plus a death experience- not my own though).

 

What the thing is, is that I want to enjoy every minute of this life while I am here.  It is way too short not to.  I used to hike, picnic in the Dunes State Park in the winter, ski (cross-country and downhill), and just explore.  I went camping every chance I got.  Daughter-of-eleven and I once went camping with the tent and a roll of aluminum foil.  Seriously, I forgot blankets, bedding and utensils.  I stopped and bought a spatula and a blanket.  You can make a very good bacon and egg breakfast on foil, over an open fire.

 

I have visited every state in this union except Alaska. I have camped in Canada and spent two hours in Mexico.  That’s a whole other story.  I have whale watched and driven a large cargo van up a gravel mining road in Colorado.  That MAY just be what is wrong with daughter-of-eleven.  She was with me and never quite got over that adventure.  She did not mind going up so much, it was the backing back down the narrow, steep, drop-off, gravel mining road that did her in. 

 

The point is, and I am sure there is a point somewhere; I am not ready to sit in a rocking chair yet.  I have given up most things for years now because it seemed so unfair to my husband to do things without him.  He cannot help being disabled, but I realized a few years ago that I was getting older than I should be because of not living and it was not doing him any favors either, that I was declining.  He does what he can and I need to do what I can.  As I said, life is just too short.

 

I started out taking violin lessons.  It was something I had always wanted to do and I inherited my uncle’s violin.  So, the last year and a half I was in Wyoming I studied with Rainer Schwartzkof and, if I do say so myself, and actually, my teacher did; I’m rather an advanced case study on violin.  It may have been the years of music in school. and teaching myself to play organ.  But, by the end of the year and a half, we were doing Mazas duets and, oh, how I loved that.  I gave that up when I moved.

 

So, now that I am all better (my chest has been opened and my heart repaired) and I again have health insurance to get some rehab to help me get exercising again, I am anxious to get back to the violin.  My goal: to play Hay Una Mujer Desaparecida by Wolff; Three Pieces from Schindler’s List by John Williams and I have a book of Classical Solos to tackle.  I am also anxious to get back to painting.  

 

Until they get me settled in rehab, I walk (on our four acres), and I tend the garden (getting my pulse rate up a bit) and I take pictures, and I write. Irritating Chihuahua accompanies me and occasionally sneaks away, but when I am out of doors, it recharges my batteries.

 

Life is too short, not to live it.

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