It's Happening

  

It's Happening, I have decided it's time to write a book.

I am in the process, I'm sure it will be quite time consuming, to use my blogs as the contents of this book.  I started writing blogs to record the happenings in my life, past and present, in hopes of grasping memories of my journey.  Now I am going to each blog, briefly reading, sometimes giggling, sometimes crying, but nevertheless enjoying my crazy Meandering Thoughts and putting them in PDF format so they might be then moved into book form.  I should have done a PDF after each blog long before now. Doing more than 300 blogs makes this task somewhat overwhelming.  I think if I do a month of blogs each day, I might be done in a reasonable time.  It seems as time passed I seemed to write less and that is a little sad.  I love writing about experiences and things we do.  And so much has happened and continues to happen, I still feel the need to share.

Now, the thing about this book, it will mostly be for family, unless someone is crazy enough to want to follow my thoughts and memories!  I think at my age, I can see that I'm closer to the end of my journey than when I was living as an adolescent, middle or over the hill kind of life .  It seems I am more reflective as I age and I don't I have all the time in the world, as I did when less reflective and more invincible.  Oh, the joys of youth and ignorance.   I have classmates and friends and family that have moved on to the spirit world.  I think of them and wonder how long they will be remembered.  Certainly those of us close to them remember, but what happens with the next generation, how long will they remember?

Am I as guilty as the next by saying, "Oh, I wish I'd ask my grandparents about their life."  Even our own parents, their life experience is often lost to us, just because we didn't ask and they didn't share.  At least for me this is the case.  I have this desire to share my little stories.  Putting them in book form and passing them on to our children and grandchildren.  Will my Great Grandchildren read this book, will they hang on to that little piece of history and marvel how life has changed?

Maybe it is my desire to live on beyond my earthly years.  Is that the reason I create art as well?
Maybe, just maybe someone will say, "I wish I knew who created this beautiful gourd or painting."  "I wonder what her life must have been like when she was growing up, being a mother, a wife and an artist."  It's certainly something I think of when I look at others work, wondering if it is a true reflection of WHO they are.

So I have decided to write a book, I believe it will be titled "Meandering Thoughts".