Friday, December 26, 2025

     I wake up in the dark, early morning, snuggled under my warm comforter. I slowly realize I am old, really old and it is not going to get better.  All the plans to do stuff are just a distraction from being alive now in an old body.  I breathe this awareness in and breath it out.  My skin is old and falling apart now as well as the rest of my body. I get up, turn on the heater and put together my coffee and cereal breakfast. The others in the house are still asleep.

     Several times the young folks recommend K-pop DEMON HUNTERS on Netflix for us all to watch.  Nope, not me. However, on Christmas Day we watch this animated frenetic show. They are laughing, I don’t understand most of the jokes or story. I am old, not young at heart anymore. I stay for the whole movie.

     Earlier I turn on TRAIN DREAMS, a netflix movie. A slow moving beautiful show. Soon I am watching it by myself. I am not surprised. And yet we all find a rhythm together. I have a good time with my family and friends.  

     We are in the midst of several storms, howling winds, rain, squalls, thunder, lightning, and sunshine coming and going. Most of the town lost electric power several days ago. My home is spared.