Flaming June's Love

 2026... I will be 60. 60 is pretty old.  Is it what I expected? I never imagined being 60 or getting this far actually.  I would love to say I will live to 80, and at this point I don't know I just might!  20 years ago I was dead and have thought every single day since then that I was dying that day.  Wasted time and energy, since obviously I am still here. Classic Suzie though.  Worry about something that never happens.   This picture I sent to Jack the other day after he sent me this. I  I love getting photos from the boy.  It is very strange that I can go hours and even close to days without thinking about him for too long.  Our agreement is that we text at night just a thumbs up that we are both still fine.  He is almost halfway through college.  He was on the Deans list last semester.   Yep the boy that I worried would never be able to live a productive life is out there doing the college thing.  ...

Friday night I am hosting my book club.  I have been cooking and prepping for a week.  Firstly because we had snow and cooking has always been the thing to do while it snows.  Then compound with a crew of ladies coming to discuss a book at my house offers up to be a full blown exciting stress fest.  Yet still top notch cool.  This picture is the full container of blueberries for my blueberry buckle for book club.  on my dirty floor. I swept them all up and threw them out with my new broom.  The broom is a Christmas gift from Allie since my previous broom looked like 1972.  It is actually 2010.  which is still pretty old.  I missed two blueberries and apparently stepped on them which has now left a blue stain on the hardwood floor.  Not forever I would assume, but still notable.  The sound of the berries hitting the floor are just as you imagined a sweet plunk. plunk plunk plunk. When I went to Amys Memorial service there were p...

 I had a man in my life at one point that was 13 years older than I was.  He was "worldly" in my very impressionable heart and mind.   He introduced me to Flaming June and gave me a lifelong compliment which actually led to the title of this blog.  He told me that I resembled Flaming June while I slept.  If you're trying to figure out where a when this man was in my life, don't bother.  He was where he shouldn't have been, but was exactly what I needed. Anyway back to sleep topic.  I was able to fall asleep as if turning off a light, with a dimmer.  My Sleep would approach me as an idea, without words.  I could be anywhere and Sleep would snuggle up to me as as a melancholy or an old friend without a name.   Whether I was at work, home, with he kids, with a spouse Sleep was an intimacy who followed me around everywhere I went. Of course once the girls were born Sleep had their children as well.  I had my Sleep and my girls...