Well, I've had an email from my daughter chastising me for not having posted since last week - or longer.
Evidently, blogging does NOT have to be lengthy or deep or thought-provoking. But that is not what I'm used to. I often contributed columns to newspapers, and you didn't write unless you had something of substance to say. At least, that was the way I saw it.
But newspapers are making a fast nosedive into history from the looks of it, so I suppose I should get used to this new way of "communicating."
And I'm not accustomed to hyper-linking, either, which my husband tells me is one of the nearly essential ingredients for blogging.
Perhaps I'll just be a dinosaur blogger...
The only thing of interest, weirdness, today was checking out various sites on the Internet about 12/12/12 or 12/21/12, take your pick. Lots of strange ideas out there. What are these people going to do when we're all still here on December 13, 2012? Maybe they'll just drink a lot of eggnog on the 22nd.
But I suppose they'll turn their sites to 2029 and the arrival of Apophis. You can check it out on Wikipedia.
Friday, January 30, 2009
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Musing on a Miracle
I've been feeling pretty down this week with lots of things weighing on my mind - the state of the economy, the state of my economy, tensions at work, my brother's grave illness - to the point where getting up in the morning was difficult. (Especially with this cold. It's been too nice just staying under those warm covers.)
And then I heard the story about the plane landing on the Hudson River.
My mood changed, and I found myself smiling, even happy.
I can only attribute that change of mood to this miracle on January 15. Several miracles, in fact.
I'm going to try to keep this feeling for a while.
At least it will keep my heart warm.
And then I heard the story about the plane landing on the Hudson River.
My mood changed, and I found myself smiling, even happy.
I can only attribute that change of mood to this miracle on January 15. Several miracles, in fact.
- A pilot who realized that he needed to use the river as a runway.
- There were no boats in his way.
- People didn't panic and helped each other.
- People in boats rushed from all over to pull people from the water if they had to.
- No one died.
- I repeat - NO ONE DIED.
I'm going to try to keep this feeling for a while.
At least it will keep my heart warm.
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