Why do we spend so much time complaining about things that we cannot change? Worse yet, we complain about things that have already happened. We cannot change those either because they have already happened (duh!). I wanna speak to the manager of the complaint department, assuming I could actually identify the individual responsible for my […]
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It all started when I found a stack of my older sister’s 45 RPM records and 33 RPM albums. They were all vintage 60’s albums by a long list of artists that we have all become familiar with. There were albums by The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, and The Animals. Lots and lots of 45’s
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Back in the late 80’s, right after I got married, I bought a really cheap fixer upper of a house. Now when I say fixer upper, I really mean fixer upper. The house needed every molecule replaced, as virtually everything either leaked, crumbled, or squeaked. The biggest faults of this monstrosity were plumbing, wiring, and
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When I retired I embarked upon a process of identifying potential hobbies that might hold my interest. I think that most folks, at the end of a long career have a pretty solid attention span. Add to that the ability to stay on task even when pain and frustration are involved, and I think you
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50+ years have passed since I and my gang visited The Flume, a water filed Nirvana and fishing spot that we all relished. I still vaguely remembered the approximate location of the entrance, so today, I decided that I would relive the glories of my youth. After a lunch with my brother and my son,
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Not sure why this old memory came to mind. I do believe that the ability to recall and reflect helps us all remember who we used to be in order to help us define our identity in the current moment. Recalling playing marbles in my elementary school yard is my happy place today. So maybe
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I notice that as I get older, I get sadder. Not sure why this happened, but I am reasonably certain that it happens to everyone as they age. The reason is that sorrow and regret are the result of living your life. You can’t be sorrowful or regretful for something that never happened. Thinking back
Why is it that there is not a single person that can pay attention to anything for more than about 30 seconds. This is a topic that someone needs to do an in depth study on, but of course that is impossible, because we can’t find a person to pay attention to anything for more
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I’ve noticed recently that people in my sphere of relationship-ivity seem to be passing away at an alarming rate. I suppose it was inevitable that as I aged, the number of people that I know or have known would increase. There will be months with no activity and then poof, a posse of people will
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In the last few years, I have become obsessed with the game of golf. In the Winter months, I pine for the first day of no snow, when I will be able to actually see my little white orb bouncing down the fairway. Each summer day, the thought of “How can I escape my daily
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