Dear Blogreaders
Dear Blogreaders,
I used to be the most serious person in the world. Now I have fun. I have fun writing this blog. Maybe joy is a more comprehensive word to use. I have joy in just about everything I do. Well, except for...
Well, except for doing dishes and trying to organize and pack for trip to South Africa, packing which includes giving away a lot and putting sundry things together intended for Lauren, my daughter, and things to store, such as winter clothes, and figuring out what to take with me to South Africa and not to take. The international airlines allow only fifty pounds. The lightweight suitcase weighs ten pounds which really leaves only forty pounds to take with me.
I will certainly be joyous when I'm all sorted out and ready to go!
It's really true that our possessions own us. So much to take care of. And this is even after I did away with 95% of accumulated things before I moved to where I presently live. I was a collector. I collected lunch boxes, napkin rings to just mention a few.
I have always loved the idea of how it was with America Indians in the days when, at a moment's notice, the women would roll up their personal and household possessions in a blanket and were ready to travel. How simple were their lives.
Instead of applying myself to sorting things out here, it may be that I am spending way too much time imagining how I will love lolling on the beach, splashing in the Indian Ocean, walking barefoot in the sand, collecting shells and stones, building sand castles, watching Heaven Admin surf, fanning myself in the summer sun, unable to remember what winter is like, and wishing every one of you could be enjoying the Indian Ocean too...
Comments
That sounds good to me!
I bet Santhan's backpack that got, uh, transformed doesn't weigh ten pounds. Probably you would have to find someone to carry it for you but it would be easy to spot when it came down the conveyor. You could probably fit a lunch box or two in it, certainly some napkin rings. A really smart packer would just fill the lunch box up with napkin rings.
Beloved Barbara, does this mean you are coming to South Africa too!
Beloved Charles, you and Yacu who make the Heavenletter comic strips need to get together and give us a daily Heavenletter comic strip or cartoon. Wow! No kidding. I'm serious.
Santhan's renovated back pack (and what a memory you have, Charles!) is going disguised as my purse, holding all my money and personal items. Then I also have a wheelie carry-on for computer and lunch box and napkin rings. I hope I remember the napkins.
Yes, I think we must all meet at the Indian Ocean, and what fun we will have.
Gloria, in all seriousness you might consider getting one of those flat pouches that hangs around your neck under your clothes to carry money, passport, credit cards, and other valuables. A backpack carried in hand or over a shoulder would be extremely easy to snatch or even be set down and forgotten. Surely God will be watching over you but it doesn't hurt to make His job easier.
You will have to say hi to the ocean for me.
Gloria dear, Think!!!!! Mieke always packs way to mutch and coming home and reorganising She tells everyone I did not wear half the things I packed. Consequently she could not pack all the goodies she collected at our vacations. Funny. Did you know that wheels on luguage was invented after people walked on the moon. Gloria I am sure there are things youcan buy in S Africa if you need extras so travel light and have a wonderful time Love Jack
Lauren, I most certainly will say hi to the ocean for you. I will bring you shells and stones. And I will tell you what the ocean says!
Charles, see tomorrow's blog entry -- actually, the one in two days. Can you wait!
Our most beloved Gloria - we will all be with you in spirit at least and share the delights. I am already there, I think.