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Need a Little Exercise?

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Yesterday I was treated to another show of birds in my yard but what really caught my eye was a very plump robin on the birdbath. He leaned in to take a drink and leaned back to swallow it. After a few seconds of watching this, a song came to my mind. You guessed it…Rockin’ Robin. I found it on You Tube and before long was getting a day’s worth of exercise. Oh, those birds bring me so much joy!

Need a little exercise? Just dance along with Rockin’ Robin and his feathered friends on Jay Bird Street, the buzzard, oriole, pretty little raven and the gang. Go ahead, enjoy the movement, and if you have bad knees, you can bop in your chair. Have fun!

…a time to mourn and a time to dance…Ecclesiastes 3:4 NIV

 

A Love Story

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An update: I first posted this love story last year and it was a big hit. Everyone loves a love story, right?  Well, as it so happens, the love has not waned one iota and if anything, is even more poignant. Even though we are both a year older, the age difference is simply not a factor in our relationship. But one thing is a little unsettling, I don’t see him as often as I would like to and now he has another new interest in his life which I will reveal a little later in the story. So here you go…

 

I have a confession to make. I’m in love with a younger man. At my age you pretty much have to be. You see, I’m seventy-eight years old, and men my age and up are just not interested in older women.

It’s not the first time I’ve been in love, but it is the first time in a long time.

I met my new love just over three years ago. It was love at first sight. Let me tell you about him. First of all he is good to look at..blonde hair, smiling eyes, slim build…a real charmer.

He is so much fun and makes me feel young. He is inquisitive, talkative, and playful. At a recent party he gave me his undivided attention and told me he loved me. My heart melted. Twice, in front of everyone, he leaned into me and hugged me…didn’t matter who was watching.

He loves music and is a top-notch dancer. ..like, he really has the moves. The only problem I have is he is a bit of a lady’s man. Women love him and I’m not too sure that I can handle all the appreciative stares, or the outstretched arms to hug him at every opportunity.

He is physically fit and fancies himself as a hockey player…whereas I haven’t donned a pair of skates in decades.

Sometimes I tell myself I’m too old for love, but when we’re together my heart melts and I am putty in his hands.

I didn’t expect to put my new-found love in the limelight, but there you have it. What more can I say, except I really love this guy!

The new interest is Junior Kindergarten!                             Reid the Hockey Player

Reunited

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“Reunited and it feels so good”…those are the only words I like in the song of the same title.

Yesterday I was reunited with the me I used to be. It happened with Abba, the Swedish singing group. Actually,  it was “The Best of Abba” CD with such hits as Supertrouper, Dancing Queen, Waterloo, and Fernando, among other great songs.

Dancing was a huge part of my younger life. I loved it! Somehow it went by the wayside when debilitating health problems took a toll on my body.

It was on a one hour drive that I popped the CD into its slot and the me I used to be was suddenly behind the wheel of my 2006 Kia Magenta SX.

Oh, the joy of feeling that music coursing through me, caused my  entire body to react to the sounds vibrating from the speakers. I could have been on a dance floor instead of a highway.

For a full hour I relived my dancing days, and really felt the meaning of “Reunited and it feels so good”. The me I used to be was happy to be back and I welcomed her with open arms, if not dancing feet.

Think we’ll stay connected😊

A Time to Weep

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A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; (Ecclesiastes 3:4)

Weeping and mourning go hand in hand at any funeral service, and laughing and dancing are a sure thing at weddings.

But have you noticed how weeping sometimes gives way to laughter after a funeral service, when the mourned one is remembered lovingly, with humorous traits being recalled? A time to weep, and a time to laugh.

Some cultures even celebrate their deceased with dancing. Nelson Mandela’s funeral was one of those, as mourners danced through the funeral home prior to the service.  A time to mourn, and a time to dance.

We have all had our times of weeping, mourning, laughing and dancing…it’s part of life…in Solomon’s time and in ours. The way I see it, these are all a celebration of life, one way or another.

Monday: A Time to Embrace