Blog draft April 6 26

Dates

Today would have been my parents’ 90th wedding anniversary. They have long been dead, Dad in 1998 and Mom in 2018. But the date remains in my memory. Most likely it will continue so.

Why is a question unneeded to answer. It just is. In my memory.

Like my birthday I suppose, and those of others in my central family circle. But friends?  I doubt that. In fact, other than one or maybe two, I don’t recall the dates. Months and seasons I have correct, but not specific dates.

The Ides of March of course are March 15th. Does each month have an ides? I suppose so, why else only in March?

Of course, Christmas Day is December 25th and that has been so for my lifetime and yours as well. It is a made-up date, of course, not marking the specific date of Jesus’ birth. Calendar gurus of the time period selected the date for its season and relation to other public dates of note.

New Years Day is easy enough, as are those of July 4th or any other specific date in history. All the others are personal and have local significance. Just you and I. You and them. We and they.

The whimsy of it all should tell us of their importance. Not a lot, really, just those well within the context.

And so it is with life. What is important and what isn’t just is. How much more like this? How much more is something best accepted without kurfluffle? Most I bet. Discernment is one thing but needless worry is something else. I wonder which is which and when it matters.

April 6, 2026

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