Loving what is, not what might have been

Attending a huge crawfish broil in Louisiana in the early 80s was a memory. The real men suck the heads, but I just went for the tiny sliver of meat at the end.

Sorry I engaged in a bit of self pity yesterday. Our lives unfold and we make good and bad decisions, and no decisions, and we learn. I am just getting used to the fact that a long quest is over, it has matured, and I have other ideas to explore and better ways to learn and practice faith and love working together.

I mentioned that I had been so engaged in theology that I quit reading fiction for over a decade, and now I am remembering that good fiction can be as deep a learning experience as any other type for literature. The two Stephen King works have explored the 60s from his point of view and were most enjoyable.

I am excited about finding new purpose, hoping for good health and continuing to cherish each day as a gift whether it be mundane or memorable. Very happy and blessed 2013 to each of you who stops by for a moment.