So, I’ve been trying to write in this dang blog at least once per day. Not a problem in the beginning, but as we get into week two, I’m beginning to already run out of fresh topics to cover. At least, not ones that come to mind quickly.
The issue here is that I do not really get out a lot other than work and I tend to be one of the more anti-social people in my family. To be completely honest, I really feel that other than my brother, my side of the family tends to be that way.
Oh, here’s something to cover: This coming Wednesday, I am going on a road trip with my wife and my mother to take her to Alabama for her to see my aunts and to let her go to a musical performance being put on by one of my cousins in a tap house setting. She wanted me to bring my drone to see if we could get some shots of her old home place, or at least see if any part of it has survived to this day. I hope I can find her something that she is able to recognize as being a part of her past.
I know that, as I get older, I see more and more parts of my past disappearing by means of “progress” in the local area. Whether it be the old jail and post office at Liberty to the Walgreen’s Pharmacy blocking the view of the old drive-in theater, pieces and parts of my past are going away much like my loss of memories of my past and of people that once inhabited that place.
I know that I should probably get out more, join community groups or a church, get to know people once more like I used to, but I’m not certain that I want to do that sort of thing anymore. Time will tell and, in the end, it only matters to the observer of the events and whether they have any regrets about it or not. I have regrets, that’s certain, but they are not connected to my current social situation.
I’ve been thinking about dad a lot today. Not really sure why, but he’s really been on my mind all day long.
Well, time to get off here and start working on the code side of this site. It’s already a little lopsided as it is.