The Start of A New Journey


It has been quite a while since I last posted anything to this blog….  sometimes life gets in the way.  I chose this photo for my first blog of the new year because it is a picture of the start of a journey, the end of an experience, and life moving forward.

Starting a new journey can bring on a variety of emotions; exhilaration , anticipation, and nervousness as well as many other feelings for what is coming.  Ending an experience can bring feelings of sadness, happiness, thankfulness, and loss for what once was, just to name a few. All these and many more feelings and thoughts are part of life moving forward.

This year will be a new journey for me.  I want to do the things that have been difficult for me to do. I want to participate in the world outside of my life. I am, at heart, shy about saying what my thoughts and feelings are, but I intend to try. I am  going to get back into my photography again.  None of this will take place over night because change is a journey.

In lite of what I just said, here goes:

This year will be a journey for individuals and this country.   Although everyone has their own thoughts and feelings, all should work together to achieve one goal….helping our country move forward…. and become united not divisive!

There, although short, I said something!

p.s.  I just wanted to say that I liked my original post better,  but I used a mobile WordPress app that confused me and I accidentally deleted from it what I thought was a draft, not the original that I had created on the computer.  I then realized that all my time and work had been deleted in a split second.  This has taught me to write my stuff in a program and then copy it into WordPress so that this doesn’t happen again.


My Uncle

My uncle’s name is Richard.  He passed away this past weekend after a long illness.  I am going to miss him very much.  When I was young, I would watch the Red Sox with him and he taught me all about baseball. We still talked baseball up to the end. We did a lot of things together back then.  As life went on and got busier and busier I saw less of him, although we still talked a lot.  He was always there when I needed him.  It was very hard to watch this once strong man decline long before he should.  I regret that I did not see him  as much as I should have near the end.  Tomorrow will be his wake and Thursday we will lay him to rest.  I am not religious but he was so I hope he will be happy and peaceful in Heaven.     All my love to you Uncle.

Into the Mist

Maid of the Mist

In order to get my facts right before I described this photo, I looked up information online.  At Niagara Falls, the American side is called American Falls, and the Canadian side is called Canadian Horseshoe Falls.  This info comes from the Niagara Falls Live website.  This is the Maid of the Mist riding into the mist the Canadian Horseshoe Falls of Niagara Falls.