Our Location:
Cabo San Lucas
Baja, Mexico
I would like to start off by giving our good friends Lorne and Sue an apology. I'm truly sorry I was so rude and sharp in my reply to your text. There is no excuse, please accept my most sincere apology. Thank you for your kind words.
Riley and I are enjoying the people of Mexico a great deal. Very warm and friendly, always ready to include us, help us and just are amazing people.
I would like to just mention a few things, birthday wishes to Isabel, Barry, Jason, Sheila and Amber. Condolences to Amanda, Brian and families on the passing of their grandmother, Sandra. Condolences to Nancy and family on the passing of Grant. Condolences to the family of Joanne Smith, a true community spirit. Condolences to Nancy and Stephen and their families on the passing of their mother Eileen.
The snow and rain continue to fall on our little rock in the middle of Lake Huron. The ground is very much ice covered and the January thaw is upon them. The snow falls and gets beaten down by the rain that falls next. A vicious circle. Sun is rare there, how I wish I could send them some, they definitely need it.
The days are monotonous here and while we love the people, we would not come back here to Cabo, but we will be returning to Mexico next winter, or that is the plan at this point. Plans are forever changing as family ages and life gets in the way, it is just a fact.
The next paragraph is not for everyone, although you are welcome to read it. Sometimes I just have to let the words flow, I can't keep them bottled up. Often times I write them and delete them many times over, they haven't come out in the right order or they aren't quite the right ones, but often times, like below, they just flow out of my fingertips almost faster than my fingers can type. Sometimes I write and then just delete them permanently today was not one of those days. As I said, please do not feel you need to read or comment on the next grouping of words, in fact no comments are necessary at all. It is just how I feel at this time, in this space, in this upheaval around us.
Death makes us reflect and internalize, it makes us believers and non believers. Death makes us feel things we aren't sure we accept or understand. It leaves a residue, a film of some kind over our thoughts. It dregs up memories we have forgotten and leaves us feeling cheated. The residue eventually slips away until the next death, and cycle begins again. Dual deaths in the family in recent weeks have me in this mood. I'm not looking for sympathy nor kind words, I'm not seeking comfort nor compassion. I am merely explaining why this post is so disjointed. Life has a way of getting in the way but death stops it instantly, it invades and overcomes, seeping into every crevice of our being until life once again begins to chug along. We rejoice at the birth of new life, it too makes things change but death, the natural ending to life seems to upset the balance in a very different way. It is a new lesson every time it comes to call.
I am a fan of music, many different genres. I have been listening to some of my favourite artists although I will admit I've been very Canadian leaning these last few weeks for many reasons. I will also admit I have always been/am a huge Boss fan, Bruce Springsteen in case you don't know who the Boss is. He is one of the most talented songwriters of our times, in my opinion. He has a talent of making us see the haunting vision in his narratives and yet gives the rush of hope, attainable goals and the possibility of a true kind of love. However he has not been on my playlist for a few weeks, no fault of his, just my ear is tuned to something else right now. I have always been a big fan of Gordon Lightfoot, I've been to many concerts at Toronto's Massey Hall to see him live. Truly a privilege to have been able to do so. He once joked that if something bad happens the world knows Gordon Lightfoot will write a song about it, and so he has written many. Mr. Lightfoot left us May 1, 2023. Like the Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald, his legend lives on. This song is about a lost love, it has so many levels, it can be peeled like an onion. So another famous Canadian singer/songwriter for you to listen to if you like. It is called, If you could read my mind. Enjoy.
It appears Google is demanding I allow cookies and I will not, so no pics folks. I'm tired of the effort and demands of blogger and Google to have access to my information. Yes it's a rant and I am totally p*ssed off.
Thanks for visiting.
Deb
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