I had a great holiday lunch today. I should say we, had a great party and lunch today. Last year was the first year that I had the Stormy Night Writer’s group over for a New Year’s lunch. Since Bill and his wife couldn’t come because of a traditional thing they do every New Year’s Day and Friday worked better for everyone, although some still couldn’t attend, today worked out better for me. You never know when the last time it will be that you will see someone. I get maudlin on New Year’s Day. I know I have a bent toward that anyway. It sounds negative and maybe it is, but it is a reality to me. I know we are supposed to be positive and always look at the bright side, but the first thing that comes to my mind near the end of the year and the beginning of the new one, is who will we lose this coming year that we don’t know about now?

My mother always wanted to know the future. Had to know the future! Not me! She did everything she could possibly do to predict the future. Astrology, numerology, crystal balls, tea leaves, you name it she did it and that also includes Tarot Cards. I don’t want to know the future. If I knew 50 years ago what I would have to go through in my future I would have done myself in, not believing there was any way that I could survive it. I have, and I am a better person because of it, although I would never wish what I or my husband, Mike would have had to go through to get to where we are today. Ironically, we are in our “Twilight Years.” Ha, and I don’t mean like in the movie where we will be living eternal vampire lives, thank God. Hopefully eternal lives, but after this earthly body is done, which I am in no hurry to go anywhere, otherworldly yet. You can tell it is easy for me to get off track.

Back to today. We had a great time. I love our writer’s group. We all write totally different stuff, which makes it all the more interesting. We have a bond with each other that is different than I have with any other group. I can’t exactly explain it, but it is unique, special and priceless. Maybe the fact that we are all older makes it that much more precious. We don’t know how long we will have on this side of the turf. But then none of us do. It is just easy to forget as we go on, day by day, through our daily lives.

We supported Annette and Peg at their book signing in Goshen at Fables too during First Fridays, tonight. It was fun, and I got to play with their pony puppet and entertained some adorable children and adults too. They sold a lot of books, which you must purchase and read, “Don’t it just set you to Dreamin” or Dreaming. Ha. Not a good quoter, I am. It was a very special day and a special evening and I am looking forward to a New Year. I have another story, or book, depends on how it goes, either way, I will be writing another one this year, or possibly more. I am torn between, writing, painting, and sculpting.  Then there is teaching, which I will be doing too. I will also be telling my story tomorrow night, which I have no idea what I am going to say, but it will be what it will be.

Happy New Year to everyone, one and all, and God bless us all. God bless the whole world. I pray for peace, healing, and hope. Things look pretty bleak right now. So much horror, war, sadness, sickness, and pain. I hope we can all get our “caca” together, and yet, Grammarly I know that “caca” is not spelled correctly in English. It is off to bed I go, if I don’t go off on another writing tangent!