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The Merry, Merry Month of May

I was strolling through the park one day, in the merry, merry month of May. This is a line from a very old Irish folk song, called “The Fountain in the Park.” My grandmother used to sing all kinds of interesting songs. When I’m old and gray I’d like to teach them to my grandchildren. Well, I’d like to teach them to my grandchildren- the “old and gray” ship may have already sailed.

Her songs still bring a smile to my face. There was “How Much is That Doggie in the Window?” “Does your bubblegum lose its flavor on the bedpost overnight?” “I’ve got a hot-rod Ford and a two-dollar bill…” “In your Easter Bonnet…” (If any of you know those songs, please let me know that I’m not alone. 🙂 )

May was a pretty good month. I spent time with family and friends and started to fall into more of a rhythm with my new job.

The only thing that really suffered was my writing. I definitely took a break in May. Didn’t plan a break- or search one out, but had one, nonetheless.

Thinking about that song was a great way to make it through the month.

My grandmother did not have the easiest life, by any stretch. But, what a beautiful thing that amid the pain and difficulties- she took the time to sing.

It wasn’t until I got older that I realized just how strong and amazing she was. And not because she persevered through battles. There must have been times she became exhausted under the strain…questioned her resolve.

But, because- through it all…she sang. What a beautiful example. Thank you Grammy.

 

 

A Love/Hate Relationship with April

O.K. Deep breath. It’s almost the middle of May. April is behind you. Calm down.

So, life did not go as planned. I accepted a full-time working position. It will be stressful, I may take up drinking, but I hope to make a difference.

Given that I’ve always wanted to make an impact with my words…I hope my spoken word will be as therapeutic for me as my written words. The written words that, I now, barely have the time to write. Grrr.

I’ll live.

I took a vacation for 8 glorious days during April and it was just the refreshment I needed. It has given me the determination to do many things. I spent time with three (out of 20 or so) of my favorite people in the whole world. Do you know what kind of elixir that is for a person’s soul?

I was at the beach one day and in the mountains the next. Basked in the sun, listened to the rain and inhaled the scents of nature.

Maybe I enjoyed it so much because it has been five years since the last vacation. It helped me enjoy every second of this little excursion.

When I came back to reality- I was faced with too many people struggling with illness or disease and it breaks my heart. I don’t want to lose anyone. I don’t want them to suffer. I don’t want to say goodbye. I become a bratty little girl in pigtails, balling up my fists, shouting to the heavens how life isn’t fair.

April has toyed with my emotions in a most dishonorable way. And to that, I say: Bite me. It’s not an eloquent sentiment, but it’s real. We’ll see what May brings…besides flowers.

“Life is never fair and perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not.”

-Oscar Wilde