The skies have been blue and sunny all this week. We've felt the sun's warmth, and basked in it, looking up and smiling. How can you feel joy, and alive...while death is literally stealing in, and snatching people, like some old horror flick.
Do you ever have thoughts like this? It's eerie, and unsettling. Death lurks. Death is sneaky. Sometimes death is a relief following a long illness, filled with pain.
This is not meant to be a morbid post, truly. Just thoughtful....
Something from the Farmer's Almanac, my old friend:
March Proverbs
So many mists in March we see,(One has to wonder about this last one. If this is true, then we're all in serious trouble in our small town USA. We've all enjoyed the sunshine way too much this week!)
So many frosts in May will be.
A peck of March dust is worth a king’s ransom.
The March sun lets snow stand on a stone.
In March much snow,
To plants and trees much woe.
A windy March and a rainy April make a beautiful May.
A dry March, a wet April.
A wet March, a sad autumn.
Better to be bitten by a snake than to feel the sun in March.
Blessings and Hugs to all....be careful out there!
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12 comments:
Not morbid -- rather, I want to say thanks for giving voice to thoughts which we (OK ..... "I") try to push aside.
I think that we just happen to be getting to the age where more and more people we know are going to be dropping out of this world. It's bound to be on our minds a lot when there is a series, like what usually seems to happen.
I’m just so glad for the promise of “death, where is thy sting…” at least for myself. I don’t fear death… just having a painful one.
Meanwhile, I still think there is a lot of sting in death for those that are left behind, when it happens to a loved one. I know that it can bring relief, as it did to my Mom after her long fight with cancer. You are right... there is a lot to think about when contemplating that subject.
Since past employment for me has been working in long term care, death came all too suddenly for many of my elderly friends living in the nursing homes, but sometimes it just lingered before people were forced to 'take the plunge'. Sad thoughts - We start out scanning the papers for new births, then for wedding announcements, and lastly for obits. Thats the truth of it, no way around it. Ahhhhh - let's post about something cheerier.
This is just a little strange. My hubby's aunt just passed away Wednesday and I posted today about a dish made for funeral gatherings in the South. Great minds must think alike! teehee!
I'm sorry for those of yours who have passed away. They certainly leave a void that can't be filled, I'm sure. There is no rhyme or reason so, I guess, that is why we should live each day to the ultimate.
Your post is not morbid at all. You're just telling it like it is and have an excellent approach to it.
I will definitely be on the look-out for snakes, thanks for the warning!
You have a bright, sunny day Corgidogmama!
Hugs...
To be bitten by a snake in March would be impossible in Minnesota.
But, it seems like having a sunny March would lead to heavy spring floods which would be far worse than a snake bite. My granddaughter and her family live near the Red River south of Fargo. The floods last spring came close to her house and this year will be worse if there is a quick thaw. So the sunny March thing makes sense!
I love your "behind every successful woman is herself!"
Death is...death.
You are doing well to look to the sunshine to warm you.
Hug you,
Cheryl
I don't like that last one - it is better to see a snake in March then to see sunshine?
What does that mean exactly?
We have had a lot of sunshine lately.
Sandie
Uhm, just read your comment on my dogs' blog. You are hoping that I get to pick up mushy poop, too?☺ Oh happy day☺
Mimi
Bay City, huh? I grew up in Saginaw. But up here - well, I am about 4 hours from Bay City...
Many many classmates have passed in the last year. It's a sad thing for sure. We don't know how long we have but we sure can be the best we can and enjoy the most we can in the meantime. BIG HUGS! Coralie
Actually, that was the first half of last year. A dear, dear friend and my aunt, but I guess I am at the age where this is not a rarity. I think I did a post not too long ago on just this theme. For a long time I've said a good year is one where I'm not in the intensive care waiting room.
Wishes for a brighter and better week ahead.
Hits a little close to home; a little girl our family has known(I personally did not) died in a hideous wreck. An only child. No parent should outlive their child, ever.
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