5/8/2009 6:03:16 AM Dear Journal: I guess I need to write another blog to you my Lord. Yesterday my day was going just fine until right before bedtime. I get a phone call from Kim, another hate filled call ordering me to do this and do that with my blog. Dear Jesus, I need your help my Lord. What’s a grown man to do? The hardest thing to do in life is sometimes repair relationships. Dear GOD, please help me patch up my relationship with my #1 son! I love my son dearly. I just want my son back in my life. I’m writing this with s sadness of heart my Lord. I just made a video about 4-5 hours ago. I promised myself NOT to write words like “evil” but that’s how I feel right now towards a certain family member. I am asking to take this anger away from me my Lord. I am VERY ANGRY. My prayer is to be able to scratch off my hand written bucket list. That’s my ongoing prayer my Lord. You promised us that you’ll answer our prayers my Lord. Speaking of prayers yesterday was a National ...
Good Day Myron and Sally (and Merry Christmas)!
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One of our family traditions was receiving a homemade fruitcake from Mom. And, when she "crossed over," my youngest brother gave me a copy of Truman Capote's "A Christmas Memory" which tells the story of Truman and his best friend while growing up and has the famous (to us) line "It's fruitcake weather . . . ."
This year it was I and my youngest brother's time to make a batch of fruitcakes and we recently completed mailing them to family and friends across the country.
So, now the tradition is fruitcake and a reading of "A Christmas Memory" (either on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day).
Of course, other meal time traditions worked their way into the celebration of Christmas also - like french fried shrimp, scallops, and homemade Italian spaghetti . . . .
So, today (Christmas Eve Day) my youngest brother is treating me to a early seafood dinner at Red Sails Inn on Shelter Island in San Diego, before the Chanticleer concert on the local PBS radio station, and then the Christmas Eve service at St. Paul's Episcopal Cathedral.
And, tomorrow (Christmas Day) we are going to a couple's home (one of whom is Mexican) for tamales . . . where I hope to get the reading of "A Christmas Memory" completed.
With the weather being 70 degrees and clear here in San Diego, I'm dreaming of a white Christmas . . . .
Over and out for now . . .
Thanks for the post my LBI friend
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