Wednesday, December 31, 2014
Gold Rings On Ya
The internet is amazing and y'all are amazing and this morning I got an email from a reader who sent me a link which solved the mystery of Austin Gibson Miller in one click.
The child was born and he only lived to almost-seven.
I wonder how he died.
Thank you, Sue! Thank you so much! I am just completely gobsmacked at how these things work. At the generosity and interest of strangers.
And here we are on the very last day of 2014 and I think I'm having lunch with some/all of my kids. I have so many kids. Not really. Four isn't that many compared to, well, let's say the Duggars. Coordinating a lunch out with that family must take a calculator, a phone tree, a city bus and a Golden Corral.
We opened the door of the coop for Miss Dove but she is staying inside for now where she feels safe. Her New Year's Resolution may well be the same as mine which is to try and stay alive. Basically, that's about it.
I could get all mushy and nostalgic but I'm not going to. 2014 has passed like a dream. There has been a lot to it for all of us. As with every year. The smallest things can add up to be huge. Things which appeared to be huge can turn out to be absolutely nothing at all.
I am glad that all of us here are somehow related, somehow connected, offering hope and links and even love. Sharing stories and poems and dreams. You are all more a part of my life than you can know.
Well, I'll check in later. We'll be bringing the New Year in with two fine boys and with any luck, the passing from this year to the next will occur while we sleep. It will come whether we welcome it with fireworks or dreams, champagne or a sip of water from the bedside table.
May kisses be involved.