Tuesday, May 06, 2014
If we remember back to the "word" posts, one reader gave me the word 'peace' and I think this post would draw on that idea a great deal. My initial thought, when it came to writing about peace, was to expound on my valley here. The environment, the woods, the flowing creek. But then I realized, I write about that all the time. Or at least show photos. I don't know that my clumsy wordsmithing could properly convey the tranquil air of this little holler anyway. Everybody knows however, the peace of place does not always mean peace of person, and vice versa and I've wrestled with a few things over the past couple of years. Struggles often teach us things about ourselves though, if we'll pay attention, and I think maybe I'm finally getting a grip on some things.
I accept that I was born with some messed up parts and that some of the parts hurt me badly at times, despite the doctors saying they shouldn't. (I don't think the parts listen to the doctors) I will probably never find out exactly what's wrong in some areas but I hope they do make discoveries for the people yet to come. I'm also grateful the stick I drew isn't any shorter than it already is. I have it a lot better than some folks.
I accept that some people are just not going to support or believe you when you have a rare medical problem. Some people are going to laugh or ignore you. But some people are wonderful and will always be there for you.
I accept that it's going to take me a while yet to finish this house. I think I was 38 when we first started digging the footings. That's a long time to build a house less than 1,000 square feet and I have, theoretically, another half to go. This used to bother me a great deal and it apparently bothers a number of other people too. Thankfully, most people have quit giving me advice on how to finish it. But then one day I realized, well, if I wasn't building my house I'd just be building something else. It's the process I enjoy. Now, that's not to say I don't want to be done with the majority of it. I do. And I understand why it has taken me so long. Working full (over)time, sometimes out of town. Illness. Life. I have made a pledge to finish both halves before I turn 51 though. Ya'll remember that. I made my 40 year pledge of living in my own house, so I can do this one too!
I accept that most people are not going to agree with me on the way I live my life or my philosophies. I have always been odd, so I should have accepted this a long time ago. I hope that one day people care much less about STUFF and giant houses and crap and more about enjoying life and our short time here. Until then I get to be the quintessential southern "eccentric" and have a great time not keeping up with the Joneses. I will admit though that I need to accept my inner freak just a little more. Maybe I'll dread my hair with chicken feathers or something.
So, that's just a few things I came up with for now. I'm gettin' kinda sleepy and don't feel like writing anymore tonight. For my birthday though, ya'll have to tell me what YOU have been up to lately! What's going on in your world?