I didn’t plan it this way. The clerk called, offering my second COVID injection. She volunteered today. The 26th of February.
Did she know it was my birthday? And not any birthday – the beginning of my 65th year. A Marker Day.
Perhaps hers was a clueless two-fer?
I spied opportunity and boosted myself into a trifecta. Shot and Birthday also became Launch Day for my new and expanded website.
You respond, “Clever!” I answer, “Why not?”
Let’s expand the memories of an already unforgettable era.
At an age when most people slow down and retire, I’m speeding up and going Big.
Actually, I’m starting over. Completely.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I’ve declared versions of this before. This time IS different. Thank you, last week.
The snow and ice that battered my home state of Texas spoke of purification.
We lost power and water but our pipes stayed intact. Inside our home, we nearly froze – literally – despite wearing three layers of clothes under parkas, hats, mitts, and gloves. We hovered before our fireplace, boiling water for hot tea. Then the faucets creaked and went dry.
Yet throughout it, my unstoppable shivering and shaking seemed to clear out my system – mind, body, and spirit. I felt a nearly eerie return to the basics, like a new self-foundation had just built itself.
That sense of purification quickly evolved into a language of luxury. We were beyond lucky. Flowers and bushes can be replaced. Burned mugs and pots got scrubbed clean along with too much laundry.
Experiencing this cold snap must be the undergirding of this strong delight about this trifecta celebration. Simply put: I’m giddy with possibility.
New voices and fresh perspectives abound.
It begins with readying a bigger footprint in the story world (accompanied by healthy doses of fear and exposure). I step out with a revitalized website and tagline: writing stories to heal a world in pain.
By the way, Birth Day in my world also celebrates as Happy New Year time.
Who decided the New Year belongs only to January 1st? Or February 12th?
Besides, late February means resolutions are long forgotten so you can do anything you want without having to report in to anyone or anything.
So…this February 26th is Happy Launch-Shot-Birth Day with a Happy New Year twist.
A trifecta to remember. Or is that now a quadrifecta?
New birth. New start. New era. New you.
Choose what fits you best.
Only we know what works best for either of us.
Happy trails, xomo
I’m so proud of you! You are my light when it comes to finding the crack, the light, the meaning, the irony …. a born writer, expresser, interpreter …. looking forward to seeing your light spread … as I know it will….. love.. JC
Melanie Ormand says
And you, my dear, are a born writer, too! Thank you for such a heart-touching message. If I find the crack(s) in anything, I’m inspired by Leonard Cohen as well as by my mother who always encouraged my creative expression. It is time to get it out there. How the world reacts to my light? Ah, the adventure begins! xoxo, dear friend!