The 11th hour of the 11th month in 1918. The world ended “The Great War”. That was what the the first war fought across the globe. The War to end all wars. Right- which is why ‘The Great War’ was soon to be renamed World War I. But, The Great War is the appellation my father learned, too- and it was among the last sanctioned battles in which my grandfather (my mother’s father) was a participant.
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Knock, Knock! Younger self?
Listen… Do you want to know a secret? No, I am not channeling one of my favorites songs from the Beatles. And, my daughter actually let the cat out of the bag 10 days ago.
Happiness is…
What is happy? Well, when I am with my kids, you can bet that I know exactly why that is. But, when they leave (or I leave their abodes), does that mean I’m not happy?
Gratitude
Today is a day we are supposed to recognize the abundance afforded us. Of course, many of us have this thought in the back of our minds- it’s kind of hard to feel gratitude while our paychecks are still pretty small (as I ‘ve discussed over the past week).
11-11-18
You know, we write these dates, never really considering that they are not quite as descriptive as we think. Because the date to which I refer is not five years from now, but 95 years ago.
Take the time…
I don’t know why we think some of things we do. I know I am aging and that the rest of mylife is going to be shorter than the past of my life. But, when someone I know dies (I do hate the politically correct term “passes”), it strikes me- sometimes hard. Those feelings also get amplified at various times of the year. Right now, I am over-stressed with the tax season, client concerns for new products and processes to take advantage of the change in the marketplace, clients’ divorces (financial and business considerations), and one of the biggest holidays of my year (not necessarily in religious fervor, but in the preparations thereto… it’s where the concept of Spring cleaning arose- but that is chicken feed, when compared to the regulations and stipulations of this holiday). The good news is that my children and grandson, my ersatz family (I chose my own relatives ◊ ), and friends will all be joining the Seder. But, I digress.