Home is Where the Car Is....

As we travel past our invariable youth, we notice that not only do our bodies morph from these gorgeous pillars of youthful vigor to sagging, gravity-ravaged shells of our former selves, but our choices in vehicles are changing as well. We have gone from the sporty, fun two seater for two to the seven passenger house on wheels that can comfortably fit not only the family of five but the stray animal and neighborhood child as well. We have stealthy chosen the car that has the amply provided cup holders for those 'in-car' meals that happen so often in our fast-paced society. We have slowly morphed our family time at home to car time between errands, practice, and work. From game-boys, psp's, and beyond we are a portable society that is held together by one simple plug in the front of every car in America. Without this plug, the cell phones would die, no games would be played, no DVDs to be watched. Life as we know it would cease to exist. Remember, home is where the car is......

Starting My Life with Words.

With some prompting from a new found fan of my way with words, I have found myself starting a new era with the life of blogging. My fondness of poetic yarns and coining a few sparkling phrases now and then has been turning more into a career as of late than of a hobby. It could have been the crossing of the time line of the twenties to the thirties, which I must say was a shock to the system that is crying out for its youth. I have found myself being able to find the wisdom that my mother had been talking about, the wisdom of age and maturity. Not to say that I do not still have a few youthful "fro licks" left in this woman's body!
My writing for those who may never have read anything that I have written is not typical of what you may find in the general blog. I write to provoke thought and emotion from those who may not have known it was there. I write for everyone. I hope that all may take something from my words and keep it with them, even if for just a little while. For having touched someone for an instant is better than having never made a difference.