Eleanor Rigby

Look at all the lonely people. Where do they all come from?

More importantly, WHY are there so many lonely people? We see them at the end of exit ramps; people who constantly have to be talking into their bluetooth as they walk through the store or while the cashier at the bank attempts to complete a transaction; the young adult who always has earplugs so they hear human voice, but can avoid human contact; the kindergartener who only wants to hang on to mommy just a little longer or the junior in high school who can't understand calculus and is afraid to ask a question for fear he/she would appear "stupid". Where do they all belong?

What about a parent who longs to hold their child and because of distance or circumstance cannot. A parent who longs to hold their child they haven't met yet. A lonliness like no other. Both child and parent ask "What did I do to deserve this?" How do you console someone who no matter how much YOU care or empathize cannot fill this hole in their heart and soul? No matter how many friends and family hold you and love you, if the person you long for is not there you are lonely.

Eleanor Rigby died in the church and was buried along with her name
Nobody came
Father McKenzie wiping the dirt from his hands as he walks from the grave
No one was saved

It's All About Me

If only. It's never about one person. Everything we do affects those around us, whether it's good, bad or indifferent. I truly strive to keep everyone happy around me, without forgetting about myself. 'Cause if mama isn't happy - nobody is. It's hard sometimes to find a corner where I can just unwind from a day at work, taking care of a home, my husband (who really does try), 2 grown/married children, one in college, 3 cats and 2 dogs who all look to me as the safety zone. Over the past 2 decades I've built the "zone" and I'm proud of it.

I have 3 sisters, one brother and their families and my mom; two sister-in-laws, their husbands and grown children and living with us, my mother-in-law. Some live close by and a few do not.. My dad died 7 years ago in May and I miss him terribly;

I LOVE to cook. I play bunko and started a bookclub so I still have time with friends. I take classes at the university where I work - not every semester, there is a limit. Stop learning, you might as well die. This blog is another thing I'm doing for myself but like I said in the beginning, it's never about one person. I hope this can be YOUR "Safety Zone"