Happy Halloween

We have no trick-or-treaters here in the country. I thought I would hate that and I do on many levels but I suppose I also enjoy a peace in not celebrating for the first time in probably 50 years or so. I have the house decorated and my Little Sister, Hanna, enjoys the festive array of witches and the browns and oranges of wreaths and pumpkins. (Hanna has been my Little Sister in the Big Sister program for two years now. I usually pick her up on Saturdays now. She is nine years old)Mike, our nephew comes over on Saturdays and he may enjoy it, too, hopefully. Mike has been watching the play offs and the World Series with us and Bill and he would plan something else on that days before the series. We sure enjoy his visits and the family connection every week.
Back to Halloween: there are no trains of ghosts and goblins, princesses and action heroes coming to the door and mostly I miss that. Halloween brings good memories of when the kids were growing up. I can remember most of their costumes for I made a great deal of them. The costumes that come to mind right now: Brian as ET and Jeni as Pocohontas. That makes me smile. Here I am living on memories for this holiday but thats OK because Thanksgiving and Christmas are ahead and I live in the present there. :)

Those Rays

From worst to first in the season, the Ray's did shine. I'm a bit down because the team just lost in the world series to the Phillies. Sad, sad, sad. But, I'm SO proud of this team, young team, and am hopeful for next year as well. What a trip they took us on this year. I never dreamed they'd even be in the world series so I'll be satisfied with that accomplishment and stop crying in my zin.

It Really Is

I wanted to find a way to keep in touch with family and friends that would not involve the dreaded telephone.
Some friends have introduced me to their blogs. I read what seemed to me to be private meanderings through their lives in poetry and prose. I felt as though I were eavesdropping,but most of all, I felt honored that they entrusted me with their thoughts and thier art.
I am now entrusting my thoughts with those of you who are reading this. I'm feeling very brave right now and I hope I continue to be so.
Thanks to my group of writing friends, The Skywriters, who support my writing and have encouraged me these past eight years to spread my wings, I am now blogging. I hope you will consider this my gift to you. I hope to write more, better, and honestly, and to share what I can when I can.
It is my inclination to try to get around what was or is, try to sugar coat or tone down,pretty up or explain. That is until our daughter, Jeni, told my husband, Bill and me not too long ago," It is what it is", and it stuck with us. It became our mantra.
I believe that life is good, even great much of the time, but sometimes it can deliver a sucker punch that you never get over. That's the way it is.