When our parents become vulnerable…

When we’re growing up we all saw our parents as invincible; nothing could hurt them, they’ll never age, they’ll live forever. As we got older they became a little worse for wear but still kept going strong. The years rolled by…hours turned into days, days into months, months into years; and just like that, 10, 20, 30 years have passed. Our parents now showed signs of age and every little ache, injury or illness became that much more life-threatening to their well-being. Their invincibility demeanor had now dwindled in status and our perception of them changed.  As their offspring, it was hard for us to see them as anything else other than “Super Dad” or “Super Mom”.  Eventually the roles became reversed and we became their support, their protector, their care-giver.  We worry for them non-stop, 24/7; and it’ll never end until it ends. But that’s the journey we all endure for our loved ones, our family…it’s a thankless job that comes with a priceless reward…and we would do it all over again if we had to.

Isn’t it annoying when…

One of my pet peeves in life is when you’re talking to a person, whether it be a friend, co-worker or family member, you give them 100% of your attention but when it’s their turn to reciprocate, they give you half of their attention.  They either acknowledge an oncoming person beyond your sight line or carry on a tangent conversation with someone else and rejoin hearing you speak when they’re through.  Have the decency to give respect to the person who sat there listening to every word you said and do the same.  It just kills me when I have to repeat what was already said; at that point I feel that the line of communication is completely and utterly destroyed.  I don’t even want to continue to speak let alone look at the person.  Don’t even get me started on those people that interrupt a conversation just to say something trivial; that’s another pet peeve for a future post.

Feeling 19th Century in a 21st Century world

Is it just me or do you need an I.Q. of 150 or above to do things in the world we live in?  I tell you, with the latest phones, TV’s, computer devices, you have to be a freakin’ whiz to just be able to operate them.  It takes me a good week and a half to be able to properly become proficient on these tech things.  I’m even trying to get a handle on creating a functional blog site.  So much information overload, just so damn overwhelming.  How do these young kids do it?  I know it’s the norm for them but REALLY!?  Just trying to catch up to these kids is a chore in itself.  They soak up this world and everything it has to offer faster than the speed of light and instantly become an expert.  If they were somehow transplanted back in the 19th Century, they’d probably be geniuses.  Can’t complain though, I’m improving my knowledge and with a little luck I can hopefully someday feel like I actually belong in the 21st Century.

My First Blog post…

Well…it was inevitable that I would be like the millions of people around the world creating a blog site to post my opinions about life or some other random thing just for the sake of doing so.  Is it therapeutic?  Is it narcissism?  Is it so that I can be just like the others?  Or just 21st century marketing of my stories to the world to make my dreams of being a screenwriter come to fruition?  Maybe it’s all of the above…who knows?  All I know for sure is that it’ll be a new journey for me and whatever path this takes me down will be an adventure of itself.  So I say to myself…“Let’s get started and enjoy the ride!”