It is now 2009. I imagine that bloggers everywhere will have at least one New Year's Blog.
All of us reflecting on the previous year or years as well as anticipating the future year and what, for us it holds. We have expressions of happiness and regrets for what we did and did not accomplish in the previous year.
Some blogs I have read are philisophical while others are direct with goals and ambitions.
As a child, New Year's Eve and New Year's Day were not a holiday that I enjoyed celebrating as it made me afraid of the future. The future in which I did not know what was going to happen. In younger years I was always afraid of the unknown because it was something that I was unable to control. Yes, I am a control freak.
Now that I am soon turning 50, the unknown isn't so scary. I am thankful to God that I have survived and that I have learned from the past.
I no longer make resolutions as they usually don't make an impact through January 2nd. I believe we should always strive to better ourselves. We are ever changing in our needs as we age and our situations change throughout our lives.
Be resolute in our faith in God. Be resolute in our dedication to our spouse. Be resolute in our love for our family and friends. These things, in this order, will be the items that make a successful year and a successful life.
I hope everyone has a blessed, safe and wonderful future.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Why Blog?
Why Blog?
I guess the best answer is because I can. It is an outlet for me. I love to write but have thrown away hopes of ever writing something worth publishing. This way I can write, vent, dream, become a poet, even have a devotion and if someone wants to share or if someone enjoys what I have written, then I am happy.
Some blogs may be about my family, my needs, my wants, my God, my ideas and philosophies or any interests I may have at the time.
I may not have a true understanding of what a Blog should be, but I think I will enjoy having this opportunity.
I guess the best answer is because I can. It is an outlet for me. I love to write but have thrown away hopes of ever writing something worth publishing. This way I can write, vent, dream, become a poet, even have a devotion and if someone wants to share or if someone enjoys what I have written, then I am happy.
Some blogs may be about my family, my needs, my wants, my God, my ideas and philosophies or any interests I may have at the time.
I may not have a true understanding of what a Blog should be, but I think I will enjoy having this opportunity.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A Christmas Birthday
It is odd that I choose "now" to think of Christmas. Now that it is December 27th, but as I am reflecting on my recent holiday, I have thoughts of Christmas.
What makes these thoughts come to mind is the fact that my father's birthday is Christmas Day. He celebrated turning 83 years young this year. But while "un-decorating" the tree this day, I began to reflect on Christmases of my childhood. While in later years we made it a point to celebrate dad's birthday; during our childhood his birthday was an afterthought.
He would always receive cards that said "On your Christmas Birthday", a Christmas cake was usually his birthday fare yet he never complained. Christmas was always for the kids.
We always celebrated by going to candlelight services at church on Christmas Eve and then Christmas Day was the day we opened presents and the family came over for dinner and laughter and fun. As we grew older, Christmas Eve consisted of a trip to Disney World then rush home for church and snacks afterward.
As my father turned 65, it was acknowledged that he had NEVER had a birthday party. Never. Not even as a child. So my mom planned him a surprise birthday party a few days prior to Christmas. No Christmas decorations anywhere - just birthday. My dad has never forgotten that day partly from the surprise and partly from the thoughtfulness of the event.
As a child, we always had great Christmases thanks to Dad. Someone else who sacrificed on that day.
Love you Dad.!
What makes these thoughts come to mind is the fact that my father's birthday is Christmas Day. He celebrated turning 83 years young this year. But while "un-decorating" the tree this day, I began to reflect on Christmases of my childhood. While in later years we made it a point to celebrate dad's birthday; during our childhood his birthday was an afterthought.
He would always receive cards that said "On your Christmas Birthday", a Christmas cake was usually his birthday fare yet he never complained. Christmas was always for the kids.
We always celebrated by going to candlelight services at church on Christmas Eve and then Christmas Day was the day we opened presents and the family came over for dinner and laughter and fun. As we grew older, Christmas Eve consisted of a trip to Disney World then rush home for church and snacks afterward.
As my father turned 65, it was acknowledged that he had NEVER had a birthday party. Never. Not even as a child. So my mom planned him a surprise birthday party a few days prior to Christmas. No Christmas decorations anywhere - just birthday. My dad has never forgotten that day partly from the surprise and partly from the thoughtfulness of the event.
As a child, we always had great Christmases thanks to Dad. Someone else who sacrificed on that day.
Love you Dad.!
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