These are random musings of my life journey, the people, animals, places, and events which have woven, and continue to weave, a tapestry that is me. We all know there is no real destination, only the ongoing experiences which blend together, creating the trail. Each step gives a glimpse of what is to come, without allowing me to see the end result. It is exciting. I have a home base that is mine, that gives me a place to rest. This is it. This is where my heart is, no matter where I journey...................

Sunday, December 23, 2007


This comic strip ran several day of a nostalgic look at Christmas. I went back to grab a couple older ones to set the scene ....

The man in the red shirt is her father. Isn't it wonderful that her daddy is still helping her decorate the tree?

Does this spark any more Christmas memories for you? :) (:


  1. Okay, this one made me cry!!!
    I haven't heard the expression "charge-a-plate" for EVER!!!
    But isn't this just true? I decorated our tree all by myself this year and no way would anyone have artificial..had to be real!!

    And each ornament I touched reminded me of where it came from and who it belonged to and what it meant.

    Bless you Lynilu...I hope you are having a wonderful Christmas season...being festive and reflective!

  2. As, Sherry - It is a good holiday season. When I first realized that I would be spending it alone, truly alone, I had a momentary panic. However, it quickly subsided and I have had time to reflect on things, to re-learn how to bake at high altitude (and that's not a done-deal yet!!), and it has been all right, indeed. I've been busy enough without overloading, and it was just what I needed.

    Yes, "charge-a-plate" tickled me, too. The strip writer is good to not use "charge card," although if he had, would we have noticed? I probably wouldn't!

  3. You're right, we probably wouldn't have noticed "charge card", but hearing a word from the past like that just makes it that much more authentic.

    I hope you are creating some new memories and traditions for yourself this sounds to me as if you are.

    Learning to be with "oneself", is a joyful journey.


  4. Sherry - True!

    I think I'm creating some cool new aspects of my life. the good thing is that I don't have many expectations now, so I tend to find joy in whatever presents itself. And, yes, learning to be with "oneself" is very joyful. I was open and welcoming to that process from the beginning, and the real treasure of it is that it never ends! I realize now how closed down I actually was in my marriage, and I am constantly delighted with new niches and caches I'm finding in myself!

  5. I'm glad I came back to read this comment...I love how we have these little "conversations"!!

    Coming through grief and the end of a marriage because of death is much like coming through cancer...there is a similar path to walk...that of "what is this day" and then finding the joy and making the wonder and the love within your own heart.

    I too lived a constricted life before cancer and within my marriage as well...I've since learned to live out loud (as Emile Zola would say) and to open my arms. I'm even conscious now when talking to someone if I put my arms across my chest, even if I'm cold and I immediately remove's such a closed and "closing out" gesture. Maybe that's why I feel so at home here...because I've sensed your open arms and even the title of your drew me right away, right from the start...because it is a never ending journey.



If you have something to say about it, just stick out your thumb, and I'll slow down so you can hop aboard! But hang on, 'cause I'm movin' on down the road!!! No time to waste!!!