Monday, September 29, 2008
A Change of Seasons
I may have to stop blogging soon. Not much happens in my life, so there isn't much to write about one day to the next. What little that does happen is so sordid and melodramatic there's little point in reporting it. The weekend was restful but uneventful. I won $89 playing poker, worked out, watched the Ducks. The weather was beautiful but today I am sad, because it's the first day of the season where it is full-on dark when I wake up. Winter is here, at least psychologically. The long trudge of drudgery has begun. I am not a winter person, and I squandered the summer. I feel a touch of grief over it. Like Lincoln I am prone to melancholy.
Dale, I like your blogs, don't stop. The details fo life are very interesting. I have known you for 35 years but at the same time feel like I am jsut really getting to know you since your blog.
ReplyDeleteWrite stories like you have done sometimes. Your stories are wonderful you put so much emotion and detail into them.
What happened to faith, hope, and possibility?
ReplyDeleteDad--
ReplyDeleteI agree, I have known you my whole life (hahaha) but I feel like I'm getting to know you more now than ever because of the blog. Your stories about growing up and Grandma, and what's happening every day it's nice to hear. It makes me feel closer even though I'm 3 hours away. If you stop I'll be sad and you wouldn't want that......I agree with Gretchen again (see we women know) I like when you write stories you could always do more of that. And even Doug Hope, Faith, and Possibility all thrown out the window because of a few bad days? Buck up Dad if the stupid Duckies can make a comeback so can you....
Love Me
Dale -
ReplyDeleteThe summer wasn't wasted. You had some wonderful times -- just read your blog archive: great conversations, good food, quiet moments of reflection, and in the end, you ended up with a better-than-even chance to make a go of it with Marie.
That's a good season, my friend.