How time flies when you are having fun. Its been over a year
since my last 'blog'. Im not sure I really enjoy the act of 'blogging' but I do
enjoy writing. Having said that, we now live in a day and age of people wanting
to be listened to, as opposed to listening...
Mind you, who said that anyone has to read my words?
As I type, winter is claiming its grip on the soggy
landscape, trying to make headway in to covering over the scars of yesteryear,
and looking forward to the next. Its been yo-yoing this year, and we have had
an extended autumn. I don’t do the +3C and rain very well. I feel the cold more
than I do at -10C. I just want the snow to dump and stay. Then we can play!
This last year has been excellent, marred by an ailing mother in England. She is in a bad place right now - there is simply no dignity in getting old. So sad, I feel helpless. My sister, Claire is being a rock, but even she is helpless to stop the rot. Dementia is setting in, and mum knows it. Her dignity is still there, and I only hope that she is taken away from this changing world quickly, to free her of the pain and the vision of herself she has. Claire has been a prominent part of my life during 2013 - she came over to visit in the summer and for the first time I really spent quality time with her - and loved every minute of it. Sadly I think we will meet next in slightly less joyous times....
This last year has been excellent, marred by an ailing mother in England. She is in a bad place right now - there is simply no dignity in getting old. So sad, I feel helpless. My sister, Claire is being a rock, but even she is helpless to stop the rot. Dementia is setting in, and mum knows it. Her dignity is still there, and I only hope that she is taken away from this changing world quickly, to free her of the pain and the vision of herself she has. Claire has been a prominent part of my life during 2013 - she came over to visit in the summer and for the first time I really spent quality time with her - and loved every minute of it. Sadly I think we will meet next in slightly less joyous times....
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| Natasha, Claire and I on Idaho Peak |
Today I have been listening to the radio, something I do not
do enough of. Kennedy was shot 50 years back, in 1963. My mother would have
been 38 at the time, in her prime, but pre Tim! Back then, England had
winters, now we have more extremes to deal with and winters come and go within
days. Funnily enough, Claire had more winter days off school last year
than we did here in Canada,
known for its cold, harsh white winters. Who knows what will happen this year,
as climate change takes an ever deepening grip on us all.
As I grow older, I learn the importance of history,
its message, its story, its account and the fresh light we can now throw on it.
I find the Kennedy story intriguing. But what of politics now? We seem to be
immersed in the mire of people being very bad at being politicians. These
rogues are dragging politics down further into the dirt, and with it the
public's perception and opinions of not just politicians but politics. Here in Canada the
latest scandal concerning the Mayor of Toronto and also the mess in the Senate
is simply appalling. So much time, tax payers money and energy spent on trying
to battle a way through the mess they have all wrecked upon themselves, all
because of power, opportunity and greed. There should be a body overseeing all
politicians from the local council to the highest quarter - a Watchdog of
sorts, who have powers of dismissal... and no dismissal with benefits still
intact. If Natasha was dismissed as a Principal, that would be it. Closed book.
What makes a politician so special? It’s a privileged position and needs to be treated
with respect, which Mayor Ford certainly has not.
It’s been a great year for my / our running. I have become
immersed, willingly sucked in, to the World of Sufferfest
(www.kaslosufferfest.com). I love what it is and stands for, and it has helped
my joy of running. However, looks like I will hang my shoes up for a couple of
months now, just like the bees have. My next race? Kamloops Hypothermic half
marathon in late Feb. I’m up for it!
Till thoughts hit me later, Tim
