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I have been sitting here thinking about the vagaries of life and about why things happen the way that they do. I am very happy in my new home, but I can't help but think about the ancient Greek scholar Murrphae and all of his efforts in formulating the 'Laws of Murrphae'. Sometimes ya just can't seem to win.
I have been contemplating the various rites of passage that we all seem to undergo at various times and still haven't figured out this latest one...yet.
We survive birth by the will of God and a good smack on the bottom. The next few years are consumed solely by eating, sleeping, and playing. Then, we develop language skills and our parents lives are never the same there after.
At some nebulous point, boys and girls discover each other and life takes another set of twists and turns. Highs and lows coming so fast that you don't have time to consider the ridiculousness of it all. If you are lucky and manage to hide from Murrphae, then you escape this period of madness before it lasts too long.
And one day, you find yourself in your home...with your own bundle of joy...and you ask yourself how this happened to you. Here we go...one more time. Did I tell you that babies eat, sleep and play for about three years? And then, there's the mountain of laundry that they generate. Oh my. My Momma never told me about all that stuff. She is a smart lady.
Life moves on. The kid turns into several kids, you find yourself driving a car-pool-mobile instead of that two seater sports car, and life goes on.
I have many things that I want to do and accomplish yet. Some I am still working on, and others I haven't even begun. Now, I stand at the brink of yet another rite. This one is as different from the others as I can yet imagine.
I have been hiking, backpacking, caving, climbing and deep sea fishing. I have driven racing cars and tanks; flown airplanes, and been on a nuclear sub. Yet, what is in front of me is truly terrifying. I haven't finished writing my political thriller trilogy yet!!! Or my science fiction book........
My next role in Murrphae's never-ending play is grandmother. I'm not ready for this. I haven't got this mother thing figured out yet. How can I be a grandmother?
Light a candle for me. Or better yet, have a tall glass of something strong enough to be effective, corrosive enough to be tasty, and that has an aftertaste of chocolate. I need lots of chocolate.... No, I'm not going to give in...I'm stronger than that. But, if anyone wants to eat some chocolate and then stand close.....I'll just get a little second hand chocolate. :-)))
Take care and write when you can.
If you would like to trade stories, email me at steel_magnolia@mindspring.com
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