ramblings

I just read through everyone else's blogs.

I'm quite pitiful.

I think about things and people all the time but it doesn't transfer into words very well.

I also have the memories of childhood that I remember, some good some bad and some just strange. Riding bikes to the nearby (5 miles) dam to find frogs. Running through the dry river bed (our in the Mojave desert) across the rocks. Finding rattle snakes. (always better to find them before they find you ! That happened a few times. I'm surprised I didn't have a heart attack a few times. Like the time I stepped on one before seeing him)
Running through the field with our dog. Hiking through the Sierra Nevada mountains for week long periods. Scout camps. Hiding myself on May day after putting flowers on the porch for my mom, then ringing the doorbell. I hid for what seemed like hours but no one ever came to find me. 3 feet of snow in the deseret. (that only happened once) Stupid ex-friends who thought it was funny to put a firecracker in the but of a frog so it would blow up. (last time I hung out with John Moore) Playing in the water of a flash flood when the dry creek bed had water. Water rose over 20 feet and came out of the creek bed. It flooded the entire neighborhood and into our homes. But it was warm water and fun to go splashing in !

And as I think, the mind fills with memories I haven't thought of for a long time. My life is busy enough and interesting enough that I don't dwell on the past much. Except when my kids have struggles or problems and I have to think back to see where I screwed up and didn't give them the knowledge, skills or experience I could have (maybe). I'm sure all parents do this.

DO live in the here and now. Take photos. Don't get too busy to spend quality family time. Family is the only thing you can take with you after this life (ok, maybe knowledge also)