(And All Holidays In-Between)
As soon as the ghosts and goblins disappeared, I could have sworn I heard the faint voices of carolers singing "We Wish You a Merry Christmas." For me, the true sign that the holiday season has officially begun is the holiday Daisy Sour cream commercial. What exactly is a dollop, anyway?
Turkeys are pricey this year. That's okay. Give me a turkey burger, a piece of pumpkin pie, and a libation or two, and all will be good with me. The most important thing is being connected to my family and friends via technology.
I'll be lost in the ghosts of Thanksgiving's past. The good times. All the delicious food, was my mom's last Thanksgiving when we raised our glasses to her. There was also the time when mom forgot the side dishes in the oven, probably because I called her for something minor, and the kitchen became a smokey haze, but I digress.
I am thankful for the roof over my head, the food on my table, and the care I receive. There are many not as fortunate as I am/
Thanksgiving weekend of 2016 I watched my first telenovela. If I am lucky I'll find another one. Maybe, a new Korean drama? I know I will "travel" somewhere.
Christmas will be much the same as Thanksgiving: quiet. I encourage you to remember those elderly and disabled folks living in long-term care and group homes. Send cards, call, visit. Consider asking a nursing home if you could adopt a resident for the holidays. I knew many residents who were alone on holidays. I know they will appreciate a thoughtful gesture. I know they like being remembered.
The most important thing—and I write this in my posts every year—is to keep your word if you tell someone living in a nursing home that you will visit them. You may not mean to, but you let them down when you don't. I know life gets in the way. Just do the best that you can.
I will ring in 2022 wearing bifocals.
There will be changes here. I pray the transition will go smoothly.
Usually, in my New Year's post, I list my goals as a writer for the coming year. I have been promised so many things related to my writing, that I am disappointed and disillusioned that these promises were not kept. I will always write posts for this blog, but I am tired of getting my hopes up for nothing.
I will write for myself. I hope that I write posts that interest you. too. I am done with trying to prove I am good enough, I write well. If people can't see that, that's their problem, not mine. My writing may be depressing but it's my reality. I write my feelings.
There is something in my posts that you can relate to.
January 2, 2022, I am giving up cocktails until Easter, April 16th. I will continue my exploration of veganism in the new year as well.
HAPPY THANKSMAS YEAR, and all holidays in between, from this golden girl on wheels.
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