WE change and ageing is a kind of shock to the brain. I find it kind of interesting to age since no one ever told me what it would be like. I will be 80 before the month of January is over. Looking forward to January thaw if we get one.
My younger me definitely had a different list than today's list. The things like you that I wanted changed remind me today that I survived and I'm still surviving with less desire of changes and more gratitude.
I would never have guessed you're 80 years old reading your blog entries. You're definitely young at heart.
The fires are horrific. I agree the fires are definitely showing us how easily our lives can change. Man's illusion of being indestructible cannot surpass mother nature.
I'm so sorry. I hope this time turns out better. My daughter is an alcoholic but alcohol free for 4 years now with the help of AA. She lives not far from her meeting place and goes often. Somehow she knows when she needs to go more often and does that. She has a good sponsor and I am so proud of her (she'll be 60 this year and has 2 adult children that she has reunited with recently). She tells me one has to be at the very bottom to realize the need to climb up. Of course, that bottom is different for different people, but she did "try" AA several times before "it took". Best wishes to you and your family.
If only time could stand still and when it resumes the slate would be clear...If only your words to the greater powers could happen our world would be a better place.
Well we’re talking about 1944 onwards. A time of war. In the UK rationing was in full swing. Everything was in short supply including toys unless they were hand made.
I can’t remember having many toys but when I was about six I had a doll and pram. The pram was a replica of a SilverCross, preferred by royalty for their babies.
I have no idea how my parents ever afforded to buy the pram or the doll even. The doll was about eighteen inches tall and when you laid her down she would make a sound as if she was saying Mamma. Of course this was not electronic but just a squeaker in her back. I wish I knew what happened to my doll, although she was certainly still around in my parents’ house long after I left home.
Mostly any other toy would have been a cricket bat and ball which were my big brothers’ pride and joy. My time would be spent playing cricket or football with them.
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