Sunday, May 31, 2009

I Was A Witness To The End

The Cav's season is over. Everyone cautiously hoped this might be the year for a Cleveland team to go all the way and bring home a championship, but as usual, dissapointment abounds, and this year's Cavs will be remembered as a team that had what it took but just couldn't quite get there, much like the 95 Indians, the 97 Indians and the '07 Cavs. Maybe next year.

Tuesday, May 26, 2009

No Time To Breathe

My son has a pet mouse he keeps in an aquarium, in which he also has a wheel for him to get in and run. The mouse gets nowhere and soon tires out and stops. Lately I've felt like I'm in that wheel, having to go faster and faster but getting nowhere. The work keeps piling up and I keep thinking that if I only had a couple of good days I could get a lot accomplished, but of course when I start out to do something it turns out to be more of a job than I had anticipated and I end up spending a whole day on a chore I thought would take an hour or so. It seems like that's always been the case, but recently so much has made it's way to my list of things to do that I feel like I have to run faster and faster to get done. I've become the mouse in the wheel, the difference is that the rodent in the cage stops and gets off when he wants. My wheel is headed down a hill with no bottom. Somewhere in the cosmos someone is watching and getting a good laugh at my expense.

Saturday, May 09, 2009

Thirty Years Ago

When I was young I could never have imagined being able to remember things from thirty or forty years in the past. Surely I would be dead long before I reached the age when I would have memories from that far back. Well here I am, still alive, and reminiscing about life that long ago.
I was a different person thirty years ago, and the world was different then too. It was a good time for me. I was out of school then (I'd hated high school with a passion) and with a feeling of freedom like never before. I had a good job, new car, no phobias as of yet, so I often took off on long drives. I went anywhere and did almost anything I wanted. The radio was cranking out awesome new music from Supertramp, Dire Straits and Blondie. My parents were alive and healthy and our family still got together about every Sunday at home. In 1979 girls were on my mind most of the time, especially one who, at the time, hardly knew I existed. I lost all the extra weight I had carried through previous years and was a fit and trim 160 lbs, and with my job being a furniture deliveryman I had put on muscle too. A sequel to Star Wars was in the making. It was probably the best year of my pre-marital life.

In a few short years things would change dramatically, and the promising future I assumed would unfold turned into something more uncertain. Soon my family would change with the loss of my mom, new fears would enter my life, and the world would take on new problems. But also I would soon find someone to change my life in a better way. Someone with whom I'd find new love and start a family and a future of our own. Life changes and moves on and I, like everyone else, have to accept and adapt to changes, but I'll always have my memories to look back on. Thirty years ago, 1979, is logged in my memory as one of the best times of my life.