Hello Old Friends,
It's been a while since last I posted on this site. Guess we all have been busy with our "lives". But yet I never stop being proud of who I am & where I came from. Love seeing old friends & facebooking some too.
Tonight my son informed me that I take life too seriously. I guess worrying about my family, college tuition, pension funds, health issues & just the cost of gas. why shouldn't I be serious. I tried to remember, when life was not so serious. It was when I was a kid (much like my 18 yr old son). When we all felt safe. I love my home & my job. But yet, I don't feel the security I did growing up. I wish mom was alive. So I could ask her, if she felt safe for us, 30-40 years ago, on Beach Ave. I know there were some issues with drug addicts & a few bums. But I don't remember worrying about carjackers or nasty people. Who would shoot or stab you, if you look at them the wrong way. We didn't file police reports against others. If we were threatened, we stood up for ourselves. We may have a lot of technology today, to make life easier for us. But I believe life was calmer. When we had less gadgets & people actually talked to each other. I watched a remake of an old movie tonite. same story plot. But more violent & loud. Why must everything,be right in our faces? An old buddy, stated tonite, that he was happy, with his life. But yet worried that this "feeling", may be temporary. Why can't we just enjoy the little things in life, that make us happy.Am I just getting old? Perhaps, but I look at the world around us. I don't see as much happiness. Even with young people today. So yes, maybe I am serious with life. But I at least have a happy place in my memory. Where I can go & not be so serious.