Quiet Musings

It's been a very quiet day today - almost eerily so. The doc is out of town on yet another quest for excellence through continuing education. The phone calls have been sporadic at best. Thank goodness there've been no emergencies - that's always nice. The whole world seems to be settling in somehow. Maybe it's because after all the election hype, people are just mulling it all over in their minds. I know that I am. It will take some time to get used to everything and see how it all pans out. But, I feel like most everyone else, glad it's over and glad to be getting on with the business of everyday life.

I've been looking through some of my old pictures today and also at my ever-growing collection of downloaded pics and art prints from the internet. There sure are some talented artists in this world. I can't draw a thing, maybe that's why I admire artists so much. Maybe I'll even upload one every so often to share them with anyone who might be reading.

Maybe I'm different than a lot of bloggers. I'm not sure why I started this except that this whole blogging world intrigues me so. I think of it as a way to reach out and in a way, get to know people who otherwise, I wouldn't even know existed. People fascinate me. They always have. I like co-mingling and hearing what makes people tick; hearing what they like and don't like. The endless variety of people and their personalities fascinate me. Ever since I can remember, I've felt somewhat detached, almost like being outside looking in, for a lack of a better description. Anyway, not sure of where I'm going here, but I've found that clicking away on these keys and putting my thoughts down is somehow reassuring and eases my mind that I'm not as alone as maybe I sometimes feel. I know that maybe many others might not relate, but this seems therapeutic to me. I have always admired people or friends that I know who keep a daily journal and chronicle their lives. They can look back over years past and laugh or cry or feel that moment, and be instantly transferred to that exact moment in time...re-live that memory once again. If you just think about that for a minute, that's a wonderful blessing. I know that as I get older, my memory is fading. Sometimes a friend or a family member will mention something that happened, and try though I might, I can't remember. It's forever lost to me. That scares me because I have so many memories that are precious to me - I don't ever want to let them go. Oh, there's some that I'd like to forget, but even those painful times have molded me, forever changed me and made me who I am today. For better or worse, I am who I am right now. And I probably in some ways may remain forever unchanged, but we as human beings are always evolving, growing and changing. Maybe not always for the best...who decides that? I don't know. I've always remembered a saying that I heard somewhere, but for some reason has always stuck. Opinions are like mothers - everybody's got one. Now, I have to admit that I've changed the adjective here; that's not exactly the word used, but the meaning is still perfectly clear. And it's so true. Whether we state them vocally or not, we all have an opinion about most things - one way or another. And you know what I've realized? Our thoughts are who we become. So, I try to stay upbeat and have a positive attitude, but that's sometimes easier said than done. There's a verse in the bible that says that we should focus on all things pure and lovely because what we see and what we focus on changes us. So true.

And so, as usual I've rambled on...I like to think of them as my musings - it sounds nicer. I'll leave this daily post with a little saying I happened upon one day. I like it. I hope you do too.

We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit.

Aristotle