Chance = Change

Or is it really one day less...? One day more closer to our moving back home to NYC, but one day less here, of course...odd about time and the way it does actually pass..time does pass...things come to pass...nothing occurs that does not pass by...like sands in an hourglass, so are the days of our lives...that thing about measuring it out in teaspoons, as Elliot says in "Prufrock"...time flying when you're having fun...of course what is too true is that the older we get the lesser is the ratio between time we have lived and time we have left to live...so no wonder it seems to go by faster...but i digress.... Peter and i have spent the evening getting out more of the 200 some cards we are sending to both celebrate the Holidays and to inform people we are movingback to the City...Peter printed out the most cunning labels, making the whole adressing thing so much easier, and most of them are ready to mail. Also, we have made room for THE TREE!!..Here we are, packing our guts out...awash in boxes and piles of our stuff to get organized, and Peter wants A TREE!!! (Actually, so do I)...we love the lights of the Holiday in this house, starting with the candles of Chanukah, and layering all sorts of electrics colorful and bright wherever we can stash them...our front porch is rather outrageous right now. SO WE SHALL HAVE A TREE...for a brief while...and then take it down before we load the truck for travel. I do love this man I married. He will keep me young, (probably far longer than I want to be kept that way), but still....i adore him...there is a story there I should probably share in good blogger fashion, and one day I will do so...there is much to this blogger deal i have yet to learn. I think, however, i am over the idea that anyone would ever want to read this blog...I mean, really, why should they? So I have to find a way to be as much "me" as I possibly can, so that maybe one day something I say or some story i tell may help someone else who may chance to read it...I remember being so deeply impressed by Alice White's online writing about her initial bouts of cancer...deeply inspiring and , well, oddly enough, happy-making...her spirit came strongly through the words she typed ...I wept...she lives large that wonderful woman, even in illness. I could blog only about the amazing women I have known, and that would be blog enough! Alice is definitely one of them! Well....goodnight. OH MY GOODNESS: I FORGOT TO MENTION: a group of actors from Barter came over and serenaded us with carols this evening...I made hot chocolate for them! Mike Ostroski, Jim and Seana Hollingsworth, Melissa Davidson, Liz McKnight and Ben Mackle!! Lovely!

Labels: Barter to NYC 2004