Processing

Well, I have been able to process some of the interaction that I wrote about in my last entry, that being the relationships between others and myself. Now all of you know for sure that I am not much on socialization and it takes a great deal of effort for me to be around people. Now sure I do talk and whatever, but it does require a great deal of energy from within, except for one person other then of course my dear lovely wife, and that is my big sister. Opps not that she is big or anything, it is just a figure of speech, and that is saying something from one who has been labeled a literalist. Having been able, blessed to be able to spend 3 whole months with her this past winter was a total blast. For so many years, we were so far apart, and now we are getting closer and closer each winter we spend together. Now saying that surely does not imply that we are close and any if not all major issues of life. It completely baffles me how we are so completely opposite on so many issues and yet enjoy spending so much time together. Maybe it is because I can win at Dominoes, no, that is not it, I had to live in bare feet all winter, because many nights she beat the socks off me. Maybe it is because I am so much smarter than her, no, that surely isn't it either, It has to be because we are just brother and sister and that counts for everything. We sure enjoy laughing together, in fact as I left her standing in the door of her home, saying goodbye, I reminded her to laugh about how we find so many things to agree on, HA! Living with my sister for 3 months! can you imagine, grown adults still able to get along for that amount of time, it is a great testimony of our love for one another. I am sure glad to be home and my dear wife and I sure enjoy being here, looking forward to our back yard days, coffee on the deck and flowers, birds and grandchildren, not in that order, of course, but there is also something missing, my sister! Ah those mornings on the Lanai, those trips to Bealls, and even wal-mart, the arts and crafts fairs, mostly crafts, not a lot of art, those meals she makes, broasted potatoes! not to mention kusa (spelling). Sitting together the three of us, just talking, just being, Happy Hour! It was a good winter. The thought of 3 months, in the beginning seemed like a long time, to be away from home, but as the days flew by, the time together was too short.