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Where are you going?

When the day doesn’t just take over, when your mind can wander over things you need to consider but have pushed aside for one reason or another, do you know where you’re going?

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Do you contemplate your future path? Your present? Your past?

In the movie Moonstruck, Rose Castorini asks her husband, “Where you been?”
Cosmo answers. “I don’t know, Rose. I don’t know where I’ve been
or where I’m going. All right?”

I can relate. I think we all can, especially this year.

In Finding Nemo Dory says, “Keep Swimming, Just Keep Swimming.” Because of a short-term memory loss Dory doesn’t know where she’s been, but she knows she has a place she’s working toward getting to; every day she works towards getting closer and closer until eventually she gets to where she’s meant to be.

Another great line from Moonstruck occurs when Loretta goes to confession and the priest tells her with great expression,”Reflect on your life Loretta.” This made me think of the popular poem by Robert Frost.

The Road Not Taken

by Robert Frost

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Frost’s poem can seem to be about the need to choose a path that different, perhaps better, from another but that’s not the point of view of the poet as he writes, And both that morning equally lay, In leaves no step had trodden black. Frost, right there, tells us that one path was just as good as the other.

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It’s all up to you; follow the path that best suits. As Frost says, way leads on to way, which to me echoes Dory. “Swimming, swimming, just keep swimming.”

Enjoy the trip.

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Happy Father’s Day

Each life touches another. Each relationship effects the people in it. Most notably the relationship of parents to their children.

We have all been effected by our father in good ways and sometimes in some not so good ways. Father’s are human though sometimes we expect them to be more than that which is unfair. You can’t fully realize this until your a parent yourself.

Happy Father’s Day to all the dads who make the effort, to be the best the can be, to try the hardest they can, to do more than anyone could expect, for their children. I hope you get a little recognition and a very big hug for all that you do to make this world a better place.

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Mother’s Day

I’m a mother, but on mother’s day I don’t think about me, instead I think about my mother.

She’s been dead for twenty two years and I still miss her. And today is mother’s day, and so I think of her not me.

And then I think of my sister, who will for the next year acknowledge each celebration as the first one without her husband and her daughters will acknowledge each celebration as the first without their father.

That made me think about the preciousness of time, of family, of relationships, friendships. I’m very blessed. I may miss my mother, but its less about being sad because with the passage of time I’ve come to realize that my missing her is more about how much I loved her when she was present. And that makes me feel better.

My beautiful mother’s day present