Blog 108A What went wrong?
This did not print with Blog 108. Don’t know what caused the glitch, ’cause it was in the draft format.
Note: It is usually a surprise to see how the formatting ends up when these communiques are published, because they rarely appear as formatted by me.
As we all hunker down at home during this scourge sweeping around the world, the song from our youth came to mind. Does anyone remember Time on My Hands? The title is appropriate for many, though not the words. I only recall “time on my hands and you in my arms.”
I, for one, do not find time hanging heavy on my hands, as we moved to an “age appropriate” community recently—not an old people’s place, but people of similar ages and mobility.
Here is a song which I urge you to listen to, by Willie Nelson. It’s Nothing I Can Do About It Now. Willie sings about his transgressions through life and laments (perhaps) that there is nothing he can do about it now. If you do go to this site, scroll down and read a few of the comments by other listeners. The words have been inspirational to some. One comments “This song makes me think about the idea of “forgive yourself”.