Fear does not create what I want.
Regret does not create what I want.
Backtalk does not create what I want.
Endless self-analysis does not create what I want.
Anger does not create what I want.
Shame does not create what I want.
Only creating what I want creates what I want.… Read more
A storm blew over our country this night and wrecked some things, but not much compared to other parts of the world. It made me think again about how grateful we should be for this geographical location, and how I should be more grateful of the assets I have, instead of bemoaning what I have not.… Read more
Wrote to all the attendants at Jay’s baptism and thanked them individually for their presents and presence. It took all day, but they earned it.
Not many days and social gatherings you can say that about, so when one shows up, it’s important to appreciate just that – and show it.… Read more
This is written Tuesday 15 August, because the impending storm due to all our commitments have blown and one of the things that got blown away was The Blog.
How odd it must be for Alex Selkirk after he got used to his condition and apparently felt peace. All he had to worry about was when the ship that would save him came, if ever.… Read more
Char was ill from some breast-infection-like state but became better. I felt strung out even so and a bit on the verge of stress.
For I was trying to prepare for next week in my mind – work and baptism – while taking care of both her and Jay and all practical house-stuff.… Read more
Just re-read 159 about Jay’s birth by Cesarean and how bad we felt about it, and I wonder what has changed here on his 2-month birthday.
The answer is ‘a lot’ and ‘not a lot’.
It still makes me feel bad to think about it. I still feel we were robbed of something beautiful, even if what happened was the right thing and the most important thing – Jay got out alive and well.… Read more
Got a gig today where I had to redesign a website but couldn’t do it. I was sure that the redesigns were relatively simple to do once I was logged in. But … no.
I was sure because the WordPress theme was a premium with lots of options, but only about 50-70 per cent of the options allowed me to do what I wanted to do.… Read more
We are doing better, due to lots and lots of help – some we paid for, but most came from family and friends.
Yesterday as we walked together for the first time as a family, outside, with Jay in the carriage, I said to Char:
I think I’m learning to appreciate family relations more as I grow older.… Read more
This post is written Thursday 18 about a night we will always remember: Jay was born after 12-ish hours of labor, medically induced because Char is 41 and the doctors say it will lessen risk of anything wrong not to go past her term more than one week.
Well, they were wrong.… Read more
Yesterday a friend tried to send me a CD with a new music album his wife had made, but it got nicked by some postal-worker en route.
I can get a new copy, of course, but I hate when people steal from me – esp. something personal like this. We’ve been friends for almost 30 years, MRN and I, and I care very much for his wife, LR, who is a beautiful person like her husband, as well as extremely talented.… Read more
What a morning – writing while trying to fix a clogged toilet, fix breakfast for my pregnant girlfriend, fix shopping, fix everything.
But I got written a bit for my Story.
And soon on to the accounting.
I’m glad I delayed that last part until I had the Story-bit done.… Read more
After yesterday’s considerations about persistence and hope when trying to make a living, at least partially, as a writer in the 21st century, I knew I had forgotten something…
It’s good to remember that if I write every day on stories I love for the next 10 or 50 years … then making mental room and spending calendar time for and on that … is worth the most.… Read more
Went to the family, down south, with Char and her grandma. It was mum-in-law’s birthday and a good excuse to go, although the trip is long and I get to drive every time.
Thought about life and death, and clients, and dreams, and Jay, and whether or not life would bring Good – or more of it – in the unknown future.… Read more
1) A friend knows. Knows me. Knows changes. Knows time. And cares. And I know that he knows and cares.
2) Friends grow old in the right way. For the right purpose. Like something you drink that warms you for a long time after. That’s worth ageing.
3) There are exceptions, but the rule is probably that it is dangerous to confuse colleagues and friends.… Read more