I heart New York

A week ago today I was in NY with my daughter and we were touring the 9/11 memorial.  It was a sobering sight.  But one I had wanted to see.  We spent 3 wonderful full days in the City.  Saw a lot but not everything, so we get to go back soon.  Already plotting a trip...  It was my 4th trip to the beautiful island of Manhattan. And it was a thrill to introduce her to my daughter for her 16th Bday.  If you've never been to New York, I encourage you to visit.  It's truly a 'character' in it's own right.  You can almost feel the pulse of a city that is truly alive.  Also - forget that you've heard that New Yorkers are rude.  They are not.  They love their tourist.  Most everyone I've encountered has always gone out of their way to be helpful and welcoming.  Which - in turn, makes me want to come back, again and again.  They are smart.  They are chic.  They are savy.  What's not to love.  And if you love movies and theatre as much as I do, then New York is a paradise.  Everywhere you turn, it seems you're walking by a building or landmark that's been on film or on stage.  It's like living in an alternate reality... which is quite up my alley.  Lots of great memories to be made here. And I look forward to making many more.   I <3 New York. 

I have a hard time letting Christmas go...

I'm having a hard time.   Today is the 10^th day of Christmas. And my heart is heavy.  1st of all it's this blasted rain.  I'm sick to death of it.   I will probably break with tradition and take the Christmas decorations down tomorrow instead of on the 12^th day. (Epiphany). I know some people can't wait to take their tree and decorations down and be done with the mess. I don't think there is anything wrong with that, but for me, I have a hard time with Christmas being over, period... so I'm glad to have an excuse to leave everything up for all 12 days of Christmas.    I like the lights and the decorations. This Christmas was hard. I cried a little. But less than I thought I would. I missed my parents. Here lately I've been dreaming about them still being here and getting into trouble. Like last night, I dreamed they wrecked their car. They were fine, just shaken up. But still, they couldn't recount to me how the accident had happened and I felt frustrated... like I would have been in real life. The other dreams I've had have been similar. Something has happened to one or both of them and no one can tell me what's going on and there it is again... Frustration. I think it's God telling me that even if they were still here, life wouldn't be great for them or for me. And they are in a better place. Safe. I never made it to the cemetery for Christmas. And since it seems to be raining now – non-stop since forever... I don't see me making a trip there any day soon. The stinking rain. I hate it. It's killing me – depression wise. I can't take Christmas ending and all this stupid rain. It makes me want to run away. But any place I ran, wouldn't be far enough from the rain. Heading to NYC in about 12 days with Mackenzie for her 16^th bday. That will be fun. Hoping rain/snow won't follow us there. Or the flu. Just feeling burdened today by a whole host of things. Christmas is over, I hate this rain... And I wish I hadn't been such a disappointment to my parents.  

Sovereign - Chris Tomlin (Worship song with Lyrics) 2013 New Album