Sunday, November 28, 2010

Absence

 

Went to the big city for a couple of days.  Helter skelter life of the city reminds me why I like living in the boonies.  The noise, dirt, trash and other assorted junk floating about.  I look at my self and say, “This is where you used to live.”  My answer is…. ***************, deleted.  Guess I need to do better with self conversations so I won’t expletive deleted blank spots.

It was nice though.  A model train show, meet some new people, see some old ones and become reacquainted.  Check out some of the new gadgets on the market and pass lots of hot air.  Then that’s why I like going, the conversations and camaraderie.

Then when I get back home it takes some time going through the e-mail and blog readers.  Catching up on another facet of life, the people of cyber space.  There is a connection in cyber space that I never imagined.  So many share their lives, the ups…. the downs, struggles and joys.  The everyday life they lead.

One part that caught me off guard was the passing of some of the people I have met on here.  There was a tug of the heart, a sadness and a want of some way to reach out to the families that posted the notes of their loss.

There was one such notice posted when I got back on the net.  It had been an ongoing struggle.  I could sense the pain they were going through.  Then the post of life passing on.

There were a couple of ladies who had written about the travail they had been going through with their husbands.  Both became widows this past month. 

As I read these short posts a tear would trickle down the corner of the eye, a sense of loss was there.  Friends had changed, a void had opened up.

It is part of life though and time goes on.  I make some adjustments but the skin doesn’t get any tougher.

 

SDC15006

 

Hope everybody had a good Thanksgiving and now time for Christmas.  Watched the plate and did not overload it.  Want to keep the slim trim boyish figure of years past.  Watched some of the shopping craziness on the TV news.  Kind of scary that material possessions are so important that their fellow man gets trampled on.  One more reason why I avoid those kind of deals.

Take down the fall decorations later today and then next week start getting ready for Christmas.

Have a good week and a great day.

7 comments:

Unknown said...

Welcome back John. I thought about you wondering how you be. Because of people passin on or sick well, let's jist say I am so glad you are alright. I have never been to a model train show but I love them. I guess I should git out and blow off gas too an schnutter with folks more often. Have a good evening John.

Unknown said...

I forgot...isn't that a chicken barn? I know barns by the windows tells ah story. hmm.

Ramblingon said...

Well said, John. The skin sure doesn't get any tougher but that is what makes us compassionate and loving.

I care deeply about the blog family and their losses affect me too. I have shed tears as well.

Home on the Range said...

Model Train show? Ah, man, where was I.

Have you been to the train museum in Golden. They have a model train display that's really good. (Brigid Jr, lives just south of there so I get out there once or twice a year since she graduated).

Ramblingon said...

Good idea John, about a wood shop and finding someone who can make the sills. When the carpenter saw what all was involved, he didn't want to do it..understandable.

Anonymous said...

That's one big barn, bigger than most houses. Do people live in them, I wonder.
I must admit I've seen a few losses while I've been blogging and of course it's upsetting John.
Big Hugs

Anonymous said...

The snow has hit us here in Britain, and we always look in amazement as everything slows to a halt.. You think we'd never seen it before.
Online communities are so full of sharing and giving... and I for one find it difficult to stop a tear or twelve at the stories which unfold. Life is full of ups and downs, but there seem to be so many people who go through day by day problems and have no-one to talk to or seek advice from. Very humbling , very humbling indeed.
welcome back from the big city, John, and that looks a mighty fine barn. I wonder if I could hit the barn door with a snowball? Nah... xPenx