I started blogging at the beginning of 2013 and have blogged every day since, apart from when I went offline for a few days.
2014 Blog - http://511580395457358476.weebly.com
2013 Blog - http://475035832790540880.weebly.com
Every day, I read the news and make a relevant comment.
I can't pretend I don't regret the aging of my body. That's probably vanity, although I'm sure everyone feels the same. Yet, I'm privileged in so many ways.
Health, which I attribute to genetics and good living habits.
Freedom from hunger, when so many in the world have no such rights.
Long life, which continues in harmony with my loving husband, who takes great pleasure in creating culinary masterpieces, and considers cleaning up to be his duty.
Experience--joy, regret, pain, sorrow, (losing a son, followed twenty years later by a daughter), coping alone, finding a partner, travelling all over the world, visiting Jesus Christ's birthplace, Egypt with it's pyramids and museum exhibiting King Tut's treasure, Caribbean paradise, the ancient monoliths in England.
In each different era:
Life in The Fifties. Rock and Roll, realizing what life offered and exploring everything safe.
Life in The Sixties. I watched freedom explode in the world while I nursed babies and considered their future.
Life in The Seventies. Our family unit of father, mother and three children explored alternate ways of living from a large caravan pulled by a 4WD all over Australia.
Life in The Eighties. Thrust into the world of Glam Rock and big shoulder pads, I left Australia and travelled alone to England, where I met my present husband and reside now.
Life in The Nineties. Working at Elstree Film Studios and seeing an artistic side of life.
Life in The Two Thousands. A cruise to the Caribbean followed by retirement.
So many stories.
2014 Blog - http://511580395457358476.weebly.com
2013 Blog - http://475035832790540880.weebly.com
Every day, I read the news and make a relevant comment.
I can't pretend I don't regret the aging of my body. That's probably vanity, although I'm sure everyone feels the same. Yet, I'm privileged in so many ways.
Health, which I attribute to genetics and good living habits.
Freedom from hunger, when so many in the world have no such rights.
Long life, which continues in harmony with my loving husband, who takes great pleasure in creating culinary masterpieces, and considers cleaning up to be his duty.
Experience--joy, regret, pain, sorrow, (losing a son, followed twenty years later by a daughter), coping alone, finding a partner, travelling all over the world, visiting Jesus Christ's birthplace, Egypt with it's pyramids and museum exhibiting King Tut's treasure, Caribbean paradise, the ancient monoliths in England.
In each different era:
Life in The Fifties. Rock and Roll, realizing what life offered and exploring everything safe.
Life in The Sixties. I watched freedom explode in the world while I nursed babies and considered their future.
Life in The Seventies. Our family unit of father, mother and three children explored alternate ways of living from a large caravan pulled by a 4WD all over Australia.
Life in The Eighties. Thrust into the world of Glam Rock and big shoulder pads, I left Australia and travelled alone to England, where I met my present husband and reside now.
Life in The Nineties. Working at Elstree Film Studios and seeing an artistic side of life.
Life in The Two Thousands. A cruise to the Caribbean followed by retirement.
So many stories.
