It has been a while since Ethel and Edna appeared and with Thanksgiving just around a corner or two, I wanted to check on them. This just might be the inspiration you need to check on some of your long-lost friends. Oh, there are excuses and more excuses, but talking about them does not get the job done. Believe me, I know. A few weeks ago, a friend I met in Ensenada Mexico called me from Fayetteville, Georgia. She and her husband were visiting his family and grand-kids. We talked and talked like it was just the other day. She has this great smile, wonderful, happy look on life, and switches between languages until I’m dizzy trying to keep up. We tried to get together, but that was period of dark skies, rain, and not great for sightseeing. I’ve also been in touch with an old, old friend from Florida. We became friends when we both worked at the same place and have always kept in touch. A birthday card, a holiday card, and a phone call or two. We are always talking about having that three-hour cup of coffee. And, one day we will. I keep close contact with my friend in West Virginia. We met when I moved up to Atlanta and she moved down to Atlanta. How we ended up at the same apartment complex is a mystery, and yet not really. Somethings in life have a purpose and we have been there for each other over many years and many crisis moments.
I’m certain all of you have these types of friends and many more. It’s just this time of year, we reflect on our memories and how blessed we are with our friends. Maybe it is a good time to let them all know.
I have a great friend, Kevin, and life sometimes gets in the way of critiquing our writing at a lunch date. Lately, we have had some great laughs, and given the customers some greater laughs. We know some of the staff and they welcome us and our words. Of course, it is a Pizza Place close to the Police Department. So far, we have not been handcuffed with our readings and languages. What does everyone expect from writers of life in the big cities? No. There are no children around, but we are careful with the words we say and the words we whisper.
SUN. I didn’t believe it still existed. We’ve had rain, rain, rain, wind, wind, wind, cold, cold,cold until I wanted to move South. Then one day, I thought the end had arrived. Dark, dreary days and all of a sudden, there was a blast of bright light in my living room. Thought I should run and hide, and then realized it was the sun. Do you know what disposition changes can happen with the brightness of the sun?
Kinda like what will happen on Thanksgiving. Surprises of the traditional foods and extra surprises of not so ordinary tastings. I like to slip out and try something new, a twist to the traditional and who knows this may also become a tradition. It is interesting to have new and old friends from other lands and compare our traditions. I’d love to hear from you about your Thanksgiving traditions and some unusual experiences you have had.
Guess, I should wrap this up for now, but Edna and Ethel, thanks for joining us. Promise I won’t keep you locked up so long in the ‘Images’ part of my computer.
Have a wonderful, safe Thanksgiving and enjoy food, friends, fun, at least for one day. Then it’s back to fun, friends, and fitness.
Happy Writing. Happy Thanksgiving.