Friday, December 30, 2016

2017.... like a bitin pig.

Well its the end of another year. pam and I were talking about the things that happened this year. It was a tough year. I remember saying the same thing last year. and the year before. I wonder if other people say the that too? I'm about ready for a really HUGE GREAT year! lol. Hello world?? are yall out there?? Do yall say that?? is every year seem a tad tougher?  I ll win the lottery and and have an easy easy year. ummm I better buy a ticket I guess. that's what its called right? a ticket?

Anyway, just a few things in passing, that tiny little incident in May, wherein they say I had a heart attack. Got to fly on a helicopter. Yep. A $46,000.00 helicopter ride. It was a tad cramped in there... as I was laying down on this little board, obviously made for a skinny little man. Probably back when men were skinny, say , in the 1920s or something. The barf bag came in handy too. And the service was a tad unfriendly. they didn't offer me anything , cept morphine. Thus the bag.
And then that brother of mine, decided to up and die on me. He wasn't much for phone calls and such anyway... but Id of liked to seen him a few more times anyway. He was always funny. So much for the smoking. Then Pams uncle, whos church I attended as a teenager...died.  There were some other things too. We did a few things to the house here, and to the "tiny house".

I think as you go onward, because you dang sure cant go backwards, and theres no since in living there.... you have to remember the other things. The ones that give you hope. bring you smiles. Even a sad smile is better then none. I think so anyway. and laughter...? who does that anymore? well I guess I'm doing it more then I used to. that woman I live with seems to laugh so easily. Maybe there are still some things I can learn from her. Imagine that. Things I can learn. If I'm not too hard headed. I seem to be my own worse enemy. that word correction thingy would say enema. but I learned about that...the hard way. ha. Remembering special things... I define special things as things you feel more then see, as things that make you connect...they have no value to a lost world. Just to me. Sunsets rate highly on my list of those things. Seeing a dog doing something silly, watching Chasen grin. simple things. Not watching the world go by, but seeing it... seeing it like I was meant to see it.  I hope I can see that more and more. Thing important things... like red birds, smiles, baby laughter, chocolate, the sparkle in ones eyes, and of course sunsets.... those are only a few things. I wonder what other people see or if anyone even knows what the crap I'm talking about?

So... with no guarantees of tomorrow... just one single promise, that when I die Ill live in a special place prepared just for me. That there is a life...a forever one... after this one. Maybe theres a lot of redbirds and sunsets there. .. and they wanted me to learn to see them. maybe. .. I guess that's enough. .. so ill just face 2017 the way I have faced each year all my life. Like a bitin pig. Charge in there... give it hell. Lets not live in fear. Its not my way. Lets charge it.... But help me God. If it turns out to be a year of complete blessings.... Ill be good. If its one like I just went through....well...Ill be good.