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Leo the Lion’s Birthday

When I was about five-years old, I chased my sister through the house. Why? I do not know. Maybe she took something from me. Maybe I was It. Chasing siblings is something children do.

I distinctly recall going through the kitchen. She went out the back door. Then she slammed the door behind her. It was the screen door, but it still had the glass in it. I went through the door.

There was glass everywhere. I cried.

It seems to me my mother came to my rescue from the garage. That would mean it was the weekend as she would have been grooming dogs out there. There was blood.

Dr. Records’ office was down the street. I know I was there. I needed stitches. I had stitches in my forehead and on my lip. The stitches on my lip were hard. Over time, I know I moistened them with saliva making them softer.

Anyhow, to make me feel better, a large stuffed lion was procured. Later I learned that this had been Beth Brown’s. How it was negotiated, I do not know. But a crying little boy who had been stitched up was soothed with a huge stuffed animal. It was so unlike my family.

I named that lion Leo.

Cape May had pet parades. I know at least once I entered Leo into the parade. Mom painted a wooden crate white and then added black vertical lines to it. On the bottom, four casters were added. Finally, rope was strung through two holes. Inside the crate sat Leo. It looked like the lion was in a cage. Because of the casters and the rope, I was able to pull the crate through the streets for the parade.

I vaguely recall the parade ending at the school’s playground and me receiving a ribbon. I am sure it was just a participatory ribbon. People acknowledged, however, the cleverness of the situation with Leo. That ribbon was in my baby book.

For some reason, I crafted the idea that Leo’s birthday was the day after mine, thus 27 June. I don’t know why other than I suspect it was how children think (of course one’s birthday is the center of their world).

I am sure the incident of going through the glass did not happen on the 27th. It very well have been April or August or October. I just do not recall. Nevertheless, Leo the Lion is celebrated today.

What happened to Leo, I do not recall either. I know he was around for a long time. I don’t recall him falling apart. He wasn’t exactly a sleep-in-the-bed type of stuffed animal.

Anyhow, happy birthday Leo. You made this little boy feel better when his mean old sister hurt him. 🙂

To Be Different

As I began a five-hour excursion today for rye whiskey, it dawned on me why I am pursuing rye as opposed to bourbon or scotch. I like to be different.

I like bourbon. I truly do. I will continue to drink it.

But few immerse themselves in rye. It is different. It is within the world of whiskey, but it’s not the beaten path (yet, it is historically).

I think this explains me fairly well. I seem to relish being different. The music I like is not mainstream. My interests are not either. I walk slightly askew from the rest of society.

And yet I wonder why I am not included in things. It’s easy; I have set myself apart. Mostly, I like that.

Alone, Not Lonely

When I lived at the apartment in my early 30s, I recall stating that I was alone but not lonely. I feel similarly all these years later now that I am back at the apartment.

Some people, I have learned, enjoy being alone. I am one of them. It’s not that I never want to be with other people, but more times than not, I am at peace when I am alone and not having to interact with others.

Lonely, for me, is a feeling of desperation. No one wants to be with me. There are no options. It’s a time of wallowing. I am seldom in this space. Firstly, it’s not a healthy space to be in. Secondly, it’s not how I feel most of the time. I have plenty to do. I am engaged with a variety of activities. I feel as though I live a rich life. And because of that, loneliness is at bay.

I am alone, not lonely.

If today’d be the end of the world, what’d you do?

For the month of March 2022, I will answer the 31 Thought Provoking Life Questions to Answer If You Feel Stuck in Life I stumbled across a while back. I wasn’t stuck in life. And I didn’t read the questions beforehand. I copied the question into the title field of this post and then answered. ‘Twas entertaining for me to approach this blindly.

Die.

D’oh!

But if I could construct the day, I would first make it so I would not tire. Then I would have a full day doing what I like doing: spend time with my children, read, geocache, and visit with my mother.

If happiness is a currency, how rich do you think you are?

For the month of March 2022, I will answer the 31 Thought Provoking Life Questions to Answer If You Feel Stuck in Life I stumbled across a while back. I wasn’t stuck in life. And I didn’t read the questions beforehand. I copied the question into the title field of this post and then answered. ‘Twas entertaining for me to approach this blindly.

Be happy — if you’re not even happy, what’s so good about surviving?

Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

Silly question.

I am happy. I don’t wallow. I am not depressed. I also don’t walk around with a permasmile on my face. That’s not who I am,

I counsel my daughter to enjoy the good times, but not to get too high on them. Likewise, do not get too down in the bad times. Things even out. Play in the middle. Enjoy the emotions that both ups and downs provide. If one can do that, I suspect he will be happy.

When was the last time you really talked with your parents/family?

For the month of March 2022, I will answer the 31 Thought Provoking Life Questions to Answer If You Feel Stuck in Life I stumbled across a while back. I wasn’t stuck in life. And I didn’t read the questions beforehand. I copied the question into the title field of this post and then answered. ‘Twas entertaining for me to approach this blindly.

Monday.

My sister and I Zoom with our mother weekly. My approach with Mom at this point is that she has nothing she needs to prove. She’s succeeded. She can do, talk, whatever she wants to and I will support her.

Occasionally, I ask her some questions. Sometimes she remembers the details, sometimes she doesn’t.

I don’t probe. There’s nothing to unearth.

Forgiveness

Mark Laita is wonderful. I love his interviews. Stumbled across this podcast where he discussed what he does.

I’ve never heard anyone other than me express this thought. This is EXACTLY what I did. It was the only way forward. It wasn’t without some work on my end, but I got there some time back. It has made all the difference

Recently, Beetle stated I was chill. Indeed! It’s because I have forgiven.

Is there anyone who you love or loves you?

For the month of March 2022, I will answer the 31 Thought Provoking Life Questions to Answer If You Feel Stuck in Life I stumbled across a while back. I wasn’t stuck in life. And I didn’t read the questions beforehand. I copied the question into the title field of this post and then answered. ‘Twas entertaining for me to approach this blindly.

I love my children. I love my mother. I love my sister. I love two dogs, who I do not see.

I suspect all the above love me back. That’s for them to determine, however.

Are you doing anything which makes you and people around you happy?

For the month of March 2022, I will answer the 31 Thought Provoking Life Questions to Answer If You Feel Stuck in Life I stumbled across a while back. I wasn’t stuck in life. And I didn’t read the questions beforehand. I copied the question into the title field of this post and then answered. ‘Twas entertaining for me to approach this blindly.

No.

I have no people around. There is no posse. I am alone. For the most part, I like it that way. Certainly, there are times when I don’t. I am an introvert. That’s not going to change.

Living my life the way I do makes me happy. Because there is no one around, it doesn’t make other people happy.

The few people who come close every now and then seem to not like the life I lead and tell me so. Oh, well. Good thing they don’t have to suffer living my life. I suppose I don’t want to live their lives either.

I do as I please within the limits I have. It appears to be enough. I am content.

When was the last time you laughed and what did you laugh at?

For the month of March 2022, I will answer the 31 Thought Provoking Life Questions to Answer If You Feel Stuck in Life I stumbled across a while back. I wasn’t stuck in life. And I didn’t read the questions beforehand. I copied the question into the title field of this post and then answered. ‘Twas entertaining for me to approach this blindly.

Truly, I do not know. I will say that I find myself smiling a lot during mass. It’s an oddity, for sure.

First, it’s that I attend mass to begin with. I have given up on the Catholic Church. I do not respect it. I call BS on its preachings. And I am not too fond of many of the individuals I know in the church. Yet, there I am three out of every four Sundays.

It began because my pure son serves as an altar boy. He wants to serve. The parent in me wants him to have what he desires. So, we go. As does Beetle. The other non-believer in the family. Yet, there she is Sunday after Sunday upstairs singing with the choir. Praise the Lord! And to prepare for that she attends a practice on Fridays. She’s more holy than she lets on.

So, yes, I smile as I watch my children in their roles at mass.

It’s amazing to attend mass as a non-believer, as one who does not participate. Chris Martin once wrote a piece for a class at SAS about aliens observing a service and what they would take away from it. I feel like that sometimes. There’s a lot of ritual that I have a difficult time accepting. It’s seems like a routine to give to the flock that is just dictum, not faith. Very little faith. Hell, there aren’t even bibles in the pews anymore.

I smile at all the genuflecting and crossing that goes on. And the congregations’ mumbling of prayers. It is rather entertaining.