'Ma didn't winter well..
I think that this time of year is,by some inherent genetic memory type of universal experience,a time for turning ourselves inward to take inventory of our lives,and account for the things that make us,..well,...human.
"Why is that Sling?"
Thanks for asking!..
Since time immemorial we have huddled,warmed by the fire of community, against the cold and perilous uncertainties of an arbitrary nature.This is our strength.Our edge .There is no weakest link,because the frail among us are empowered ten-fold by the bold and reckless endeavors of our brethren.The ones that inspire us to reach,by example,for that elusive goal that seems to lie just beyond our grasp...and we persevere.
I recall the death of my Grandmother,some 40 years ago this month.
My Grandfather,a tall and robust Texan in his 70's,began his account of her passing..."..'Ma didn't winter well"...
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Oh that's wonderful! We should have a flash fiction day with that as our starting sentence. Oh I just love that! I can actually hear him saying that.
All that I can say is that is nice and very deep.
That is a nice piece of writing, my friend.
"Ma didn't winter well". Classic.
ahh texans have such a way with words..once when my grandparents (big mama and daddy red) were at the dinner table daddy red got up walked around and gave big mama a big old kiss...she blushed and said red..not at the table...and he said why it's just as good at the table as it is in the bed...we all cracked up...this is also the man who told me when i was about 8 years old that i had 'balls'...took me till i was about 24 to figure out what he meant..
evangeline-feel free to run with it girl...and have fun!
betty boop-Hey,I know you!
You're that nice lady that makes those remarkably sequined jackets and such...I love that stuff.
Thanks for stopping by,..sorry the place is such a mess. :)
charlie-Oh he could spin a yarn.To hear him tell it,California was actually West Texas.He was my hero in a lot of ways.
lorraine-Thanks kid. :)
In a strange way,that statement made it easier for us kids to accept our loss.
yellowdog G.- Don't even get me started on Texans!..I love,love 'em.
Grandpa was 6 feet plus and Gramma was 4 foot nothin' and she would put a stop to any mischief he might consider with a firm,"I'll knock the tar outta you Pa!"..That's love right there..
that line HAS to go in a novel.
I agree with you...winters are like that...but ours are in July...for me its as if the memories come in for an airing...good and bad... I really love winter.
I love how the old people like your Grandfather put things...
amy-wouldn't that be sweet!..
In the meantime,it has reached TENS of people through the miracle of the blogosphere. ;)
middle child-There was a simple,and powerful acceptance in those words that has made much of the adversity in my life more bearable...In life,as with the seasons.things change.
..end of pontification.. :)
I lived in Texas for a good few years Sling and that statement just fit the bill. Perhaps you are not so unlike your Grandfather? :)
Nice sentiment for your grandmother also.
Life is too short- what are we all playing at? Loved this post.
Bests
Its called stoicism Sling and much to little of it about these days in our sooky baby over emotional society...they had no choice...just did it and most were good people.
Now ya got me missin' my granpa all over again.
Dang.
Here's to better weather.
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