Saturday, June 5, 2010
Time Out For Sepia Saturday
I noticed it was Sepia Saturday - a fine invention of Alan's. Most of my old photographs are stowed in a box somewhere. But I thought this one would be appropriate since it is a photo of my-own-young-self oh so long ago. And it's one you have already seen, I think, and are familiar with.
Growing pains don't stop just because you are grown. I am learning things every day and some of those things are painful. Like knowing that I can never live in the South again - no matter how Southern I am. It's simply too hot. I'm currently in Kentucky - and it's nearly 90 degrees and I feel as though I am going to die. The little a/c in the RV is pumping its little heart out - trying its best - but I'm still burning up. My face feels like it will explode.
I checked the temperature today in my little town in the PNW and discovered that it is 54 degrees. Yes! I love it! Can't wait to get back in it!
But enough about the weather. ;o)
My growing pains lately have been sharp. Like seeing my beautiful Gulf of Mexico and knowing what globby filth is floating in it and making its way toward the beautiful white-sand beaches.
Like walking along in a north Florida RV park where we were spending a couple of days and smelling the nearly over-powering, heady fragrance of night-blooming jasmine. I never saw the flowers - never knew in which direction they might lie. But oh my! The aroma was heavenly - just as when I was a young girl and was lucky to have some growing just outside my bedroom window.
Like learning that my best friend in high school has had a stroke and a heart attack. She survived. That's the good news part. And learning that another high school friend had passed away.
Like seeing my cousin laid up in bed with an out-of-commission foot due to surgery -- and knowing the distance between us now that I live so far away ... and wondering if this is the last time I will see her... :(
There are smaller things, too. Things that don't matter so much. Like enjoying the food from the restaurants I wrote about in my last post and knowing that I won't be able to enjoy them again for a very long time. If ever. But, as I said, these are small things - there are wonderful foods to enjoy when I get home, too. They are just different, that's all. Still, I'm glad I had the chance to eat at these restaurants once again - even if it might be for the last time.
Growing Pains is a good name for my blog because I really do believe we are always growing. If we stop, we die.
Today was a trek from Alabama to Kentucky. I wanted to entitle this post "Move Along. Nothing to See Here" - because it would be (almost) the truth. I have learned, however, that the National American Quilt Museum is located here. I wish we had the time to go and visit it but, unfortunately, tomorrow we head north again - toward (I hope) ever cooler temperatures.
Keep growing, everyone.