A friend, Martin, sent a holiday message to all members of a poet’s society where we both belong. The message contains a list of things to think about. It is positive messages for our contemplation. I asked him if I might have his permission to use the list from his message for my blog, and he, kindly, agreed. Thank you, Martin. Here is his list.
I am pleased to have another new person added to my caregivers and friends. Caleb takes care of my hearing; I saw him during this past week because one of my hearing aides needed attention. During my appointments, we sometimes spend a few minutes talking about things unrelated to hearing or hearing aides. I am old enough to be most people’s grandmother, or great-grandmother, or great aunt – anyway, somebody older in life, but you know that. And, Caleb is a younger parent.
(I wrote this in June when the daytime temperatures were high and climbing. The cold weather, today, is a good time to publish.)
I’m old, I know, and I know that our language changes. Probably with every generation. But, what has happened to “You’re welcome?” What has happened to “of,” and all of the other words we seem to be dropping, these days? What vulgarities are deemed acceptable in our language, today?
A note to my readers. This may be the hardest article I’ve ever written, which would make it a very hard article to read. So, feel free to forego this article if you wish. Otherwise, know that I want each of you to be blessed and safe.
There is the thinking that “there is nothing new under the sun.” I believe this era fits that thinking.