Murdo Girl…What do you know, and when did you know it?

It seems to me that the negatives in our world are out to get the positives. I am not a scholar of such things, but you don’t (usually) have to hit me on the head with a board before I get it. How can anyone be right if no one is wrong? Sometimes it seems that everyone on this great earth wakes up frustrated and goes to bed angry. In the end, we all hang on to life as long as we can, because life is sweet, especially to those who know the end is much closer than the long ago beginning.

If you are still trying to figure out whose fault it was that you were traumatized when you were twelve, how can you enjoy life when you are 40 or 50 or 60? I see inspirational quotes, I hear beautiful music, and I feel alive. I turn on the news, look at the date of birth on my driver’s license, feel a new ache or pain, and I am fearful.

I’m not afraid of death. I’m afraid I won’t live long enough. There is a difference. There is a phrase that captures the essence of life. Without hope, there is nothing. I will add that without love, there is no hope. Love of nature, family, animals, flowers, God, other people, art, poetry, the seasons, reading, work, movies, history, and a million other things foster hope to those who look at it that way. No matter how oppressed we are, given the chance, inclination, and the support of another, I believe we can find hope and maybe even joy. Have you noticed I haven’t mentioned money at all.

It’s not easy to fight through pain and fear. I have succumbed to both more than once. I have used too much energy fighting the wrong battles, winning the wrong wars, and pointing my finger at the wrong people… but guess what?

I’m just like everybody else I know. We all have our crosses to bear. There will always be someone better off than I am, and there will always be those that suffer far more than I do.

I choose to have fun!!

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I love this water tower. It was submitted by Nancy Authier. She embellished it, but it is a real photo of a real WT. I have chosen it to be the  Beastertown water tower. Beastertown is another children’s book I am writing about the Beasterhop, who as most of you know, is a rabbit that rides on a bicycle. I am not going to blog the story this time, and I haven’t written it all yet, but I am having a ton of fun taking the photos for it. You know most of this already don’t you?

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I am also editing Connie’s story for a book, and writing Dakota’s story, The Whiteboard House, showcasing my Water Tower Collection, and other things on the blog. In between all of these things, I sometimes throw in a load of laundry or say hi to Kip. I have some wonderful friends who pretend to understand me. Pat is especially good at that. I work a couple of days a week, but I can’t really count that because the lady I help out has become a good friend too. (I think you also know all of that.) Oh, and once in a while I go to Goodwill.

We get to go on RV trips, and really enjoy the friendship of some fun fellow RVer’s. When the stars are all aligned, we get to see a few of our 8 grand kids and 3 great grand kids, who are sometimes attached to our four kids and their husbands and wives. We also have 3 doggies and a cat who love us. The dogs mostly like Kip, but the cat likes me the best. Be careful what you wish for.

I can look at the photos I have accumulated in the last 2 years and feel blessed beyond my wildest dreams. I love people and animals that I have never met. Old friends have become new again, and I have come to really appreciate Murdo, the place where I grew up. I have been touched by so many, and my life has become so rich and fulfilled.

Yet…I still get sad, depressed, disappointed, unreasonable, irritated, tired, stubborn, and all those other stupid things.

How much do I know, and when did I know it? Don’t ask me, I’m too busy to answer a dumb question like that.

7 thoughts on “Murdo Girl…What do you know, and when did you know it?

  1. lifelessons May 26, 2017 / 11:04 pm

    A lovely essay, Mary. My favorite photo is of the boots and dog, but then bet you knew I’d say that. I really like seeing peeks into your life and your commentary on them. I like them as much as the Murdo stories, which I loved.

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    • Mary Francis McNinch May 26, 2017 / 11:20 pm

      That means so much Judy. The photo of the dog and boots was taken by the daughter of a new friend. The dog’s name is Arf, and they all live in SD.

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  2. Rachel Manlove Vogel May 26, 2017 / 11:38 pm

    Hi Mary Francis, I am looking forward to reading more of your essays. I have always felt a strong connection with Murdo even though we left when I was 9. I really appreciate your thoughts in this essay. Very well put. There is so much to love in this life, especially in this country. We are so blessed yet often don`t seem to realize it or fill our minds and lives with negative things. On the other hand, I don`t mean to belittle anyone going thru really tough times. Anyway, I`m glad to meet you.

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  3. sanjuan831 May 27, 2017 / 6:32 pm

    Well done! How much do I know and when did I know it? Lots and yesterday.

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  4. scoper07 May 27, 2017 / 7:32 pm

    I sometimes feel like the guy who knew too little and no one has ever accused me of being smart. So I never know when I didn’t know it. Having fun is a blast.

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