GOD IS SO GOOD TO ME

Running on empty keeps chasing through my soul...or my liver, I'm never sure. I got the plug uglies. And there is nothing wrong...everything's going in the right direction, the weather is wonderful, Ruckus is well and so am I.

A childhood friend has passed. Not even a friend, but the older sister of a friend...who wasn't even a close friend. A kinda pain if I remember correctly...a know-it-all (as, of course, was I), and we went from first to twelfth grade together. Never getting any closer than we were in the first grade, and I must say I was then, am now, just as happy with that (as, no doubt, is she). 

Geez. I feel like that ding-dong who had an affair with the one-time presidential candidate while his wife was dying and has just written a book calling the now dead wife a witch.

At least I'm not snarking the one who died, who was a good person...I can say that since I barely knew her...three years difference in school is a whole 'nother lifetime. She got married two weeks after her graduation from high school, and I split town...actually, I split the state. But I do remember her as a quiet, kind person.

I think I'm feeling...nostalgic? no, homesick is how it feels...at any rate, I'm feeling that way because of all the names attached to the sympathy notes on line in my hometown newspaper. Wow, the memories. Almost all good ones...no really bad ones...just the names of people who were so important to me, and I to them, in my high school years.

I'm guessing this is why time has such a bad rep. All those cartwheels in our hearts, all those football Friday nights, Snowflake balls, hand-holding hayrides...we thought they'd never end.

That's viewing it all through my memory's eyes. Looking at me today, I live with cartwheels in my heart...just for different reasons now...one of which is no more of those dim-dam football Friday nights. Two minutes in football is at least an hour in real (my) time.

God is so good to me. If it weren't for God, I'd never change my mind, my attitude, my opinion...because of God, I know if I'm not feeling loving toward something, I'm going down that wrong road again.

Ruckus just came up and sat down on my feet...looking for love. Did I not just this minute write that God is so good to me? I only love it.

Thank You.