tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9956547.post111681256542320992..comments2023-04-16T03:25:13.966-07:00Comments on SuzieHulaHoop: The Storage Space BluesSuziehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13212700626981428759noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9956547.post-1117028064360935242005-05-25T06:34:00.000-07:002005-05-25T06:34:00.000-07:00Our purpose and joy in life changes as we change, ...Our purpose and joy in life changes as we change, but there are certain elements that stay the same. Just keep your joy, keep looking for what else brings you joy and share that joy with loved ones. The joy that you and Lee, Talley and Rob, Kathleen and Paul and others give to Mike and I are priceless! It doesn't get any better than that!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9956547.post-1116880815353747272005-05-23T13:40:00.000-07:002005-05-23T13:40:00.000-07:00Ahhh, the question of the ages, for which many man...Ahhh, the question of the ages, for which many many books have been written, and some even burned! As I read this, bootleggin' from my neighbor's wifi router, I enjoy all your thoughts so much...and can relate a bit. When my first marriage broke up, I was defined by Talley and Suzie, for they were the only thing that kept me sane, gave me joy and purpose, other than staying employed! And now that I am retired, my tools (stamps, MG, gardens, neighbors, etc) are part of what I am and share with my second wife and kids. And it pleased me so much to see that books are so high on the list for you, it was a big emphasis when you were both very very small by your mother and I...I remember Talley "reading" to Suzie in the playpen when they were both about 3! And now, excuse me while I search for that magnifying glass!!!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9956547.post-1116851060707584202005-05-23T05:24:00.000-07:002005-05-23T05:24:00.000-07:00So, at the core of all things, who or what are we?...So, at the core of all things, who or what are we? This is a noble question that only seems to come around when we are feeling funky. When everything is good, happy and balanced, we don't try to unravel the very nature of "us-dom" as we often do when things are out of whack. <BR/><BR/>For me, my questions of inherent selfdom come up when I am feeling guilty about my true nature. Yes, I enjoy the occasional rousing bout of physical activity, but this past weekend found me enjoying my favourite sport of "Sitting Quietly", this time on our new front porch with a good book, and various yummies.<BR/><BR/>So in the absence of all things material, would I still be happily sitting comfortably? Heck, how "happily" am I sitting, if I am also beating myself up for not being more active?<BR/><BR/>A good friend of mine is currently on a mission to get rid of 50% of his possessions, and another just lost 30 pounds or so. In the meantime, I am hoarding more, and growing ever wider...<BR/><BR/>We ebb, we flow, we bloom, we bristle. Flexibitiy and Flow-osity are hallmarks of being human, and you have to accept and adapt to differing times in your life. I am glad that you found your waterfall....<BR/><BR/>R.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com