Age saw two quiet children
Go loving by at twilight,
He knew not whether homeward,
Or outward from the village,
Or (chimes were ringing) churchward,
He waited (they were strangers)
Till they were out of hearing
To bid them both be happy.
“Be happy, happy, happy,
And seize the day of pleasure.”
The age-long theme is Age’s.
‘Twas Age imposed on poems
Their gather-roses burden
To warn against the danger
That overtaken lovers
From being overflooded
With happiness should have it.
And yet not know they have it.
But bid life seize the present?
It lives less in the present
Than in the future always,
And less in both together
Than in the past. The present
Is too much for the senses,
Too crowding, too confusing–
Too present to imagine.
– Robert Frost
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
I have decided not to dissect my relationship with Airport Guy via this blog. Mainly because I kept a paper journal during the relationship charting the many lows and highs. I did so as I was trying not to repeat the mistakes I made in relationship with Racquetball Guy. In the end, it was a review of the facts that got me to admit that things were not what they should be. So I suppose the paper journal served its purpose.
What I will say about the relationship, is that living in different parts of the globe on different time schedules posed the biggest challenge. Plus the fact that there was a major imbalance in the relationship in the beginning. Here, I am referring to the fact that I was a career girl in London and he was a graduate student in Jamaica. Thus the distance, different time schedules and just every day challenges made things complicated. We probably could have overcome these challenges had our communication been better, but its a bit different when one person (not me!) has a lot of rules about what they will and will not talk about.
So how am I adjusting to the single life? Honestly, I am still quite broken up about the end of the relationship and I imagine things are going to get worse as the Christmas holidays draw nearer. Thus, I was thinking about going home to Montserrat. It would be good to be around other family members. However, he will be down there and I think for now I need to keep my distance. I don’t want to run into him and run the risk of regressing. So not sure what yet to do with myself over the holidays.
I could go to Chicago, but my younger sister doesn’t celebrate Christmas since she married a muslim some years ago. I could also go to Boston to visit with my older sister, however, Boston at Christmas would just be too emotional. I have the most wonderful memories on my mother during our years in Boston and knowing that they came to an end some years ago still brings many a tear to my eyes.
So I might go to Rome for a week if I can get a good deal. And then maybe, just maybe if I can build up the courage go visit my father.
Here’s hoping that everyone who celebrates Christmas is having a good time. I know I am. Of course, visiting paradise makes it quite easy!
Producer and Entreprenur Damon Dash when asked by London Lite Reporter Alistair Foster what he wanted for Christmas replied:
I would like it if no one asked me for money. If that happened I would have a happy Chistmas.
When I read Damon’s response, I said a few amens. Not to be a scrooge or anything, but the commercialization of Christmas has totally gotten out of hand.
August has not yet ended, and Harrods launched its Christmas World department earlier this month. What the f@$K? I can’t believe that many people are actually wanting to think about Christmas at this time of year.