in life, it’s not where you go, it’s who you travel with

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in life, it’s not where you go, it’s who you travel with

(Hallmark Shoebox greeting card – courtesy Lisa Martin)

I’m not one for making New Year’s resolutions any more since I’ve realized I’ll never keep them. If you’re a person who makes promises to yourself and others and is somehow successful in making them a part of your life every year, my cyberspace hat is tipping toward you right this minute. I envy and admire your fortitude. My spirit is willing, but my flesh is definitely weak.

What I lack in fortitude I make up in gratitude, and this new year I am grateful for the people I’ve been lucky enough to travel with during the past seven decades of my life. I hope you know who you are…and that you appreciate the journey with me as much as I appreciate the journey with you. Your friendships are the “memory makers” for me, as Granny Selma used to say when she was in her right mind, and I carry you with me wherever I roam.

For my cyberspace followers, although our travels are in separate places in different parts of the globe, I feel we travel together and I am grateful for everything we share. I am amazed at the close relationships formed through our virtual reality. You guys rock.

Our holiday season was a happy one at Casa de Cardinal, but we are a little worse for the wear. Pretty has had a bad case of the epizootie but is working on taking down the holiday decorations and putting them away for next year. As for Charly and Spike, my everyday traveling companions, this is how they feel about their new toys and life in general.

stick a fork in us, we’re done

Stay tuned in 2018. Onward.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Published by Sheila Morris

Sheila Morris is a personal historian, essayist with humorist tendencies, lesbian activist, truth seeker and speaker in the tradition of other female Texas storytellers including her paternal grandmother. In December, 2017, the University of South Carolina Press published her collection of first-person accounts of a few of the people primarily responsible for the development of LGBTQ+ organizations in South Carolina. Southern Perspectives on the Queer Movement: Committed to Home will resonate with everyone interested in LGBTQ+ history in the South during the tumultuous times from the AIDS pandemic to marriage equality. She has published five nonfiction books including two memoirs, an essay compilation and two collections of her favorite blogs from I'll Call It Like I See It. Her first book, Deep in the Heart: A Memoir of Love and Longing received a Golden Crown Literary Society Award. Her writings have been included in various anthologies including Out Loud: the best of Rainbow Radio, Saints and Sinners New Fiction from the 2017 Festival, Mothers and Other Creatures; Cowboys, Cops, Killers, and Ghosts (Texas Folklore Society LXIX). She is a displaced Texan living in South Carolina with her wife Teresa Williams and their dogs Spike, Charly and Carl. She is also Naynay to her two granddaughters Ella and Molly James who light up her life for real. Born in rural Grimes County, Texas in 1946 her Texas roots still run wide and deep.

14 replies on “in life, it’s not where you go, it’s who you travel with”

  3. I bought 150 Lysol wipes and 2 big bottles of spray. I walked room to room wiping handles, light switches and remotes. The epizootie is rampant where I live. I hope Pretty recovers soon. Was thinking of you when SC won their bowl game.
    May your journey this year be smooth and fun. Here’s to great conversation! 🥂🍾

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    1. omg, you have the epizootie where you live, too! seriously??
      we are all very worried about you and hope that you avoid it at all costs!!!
      We were stunned with our Gamecock Outback Bowl victory and 9-win season. Thrilled, but stunned.
      You are one of our cyberspace fellow travelers, plgcm – we are grateful for you!

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  4. What the heck is epizootie? It sounds vaguely like a Flapper’s dance move. I hope Pretty’s feeling better and that 2018 brings you both more adventures on the road, good health, and lots of love.

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    1. Hi, Susanne…when I was growing up in rural southeast Texas in the 1950s, my paternal grandmother called every malady the epizootie. Of course, there is no such thing, but the Flapper’s dance move sounds just about right!
      We are thankful for your contribution to our cyberspace journey!! Happy New Year!!

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  5. I forgot… Tell Pretty to take it easy. Surely her lovely decorations can be admired for a few more days. Here’s hoping her epizootie is of short duration.

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    1. Thanks so much – Pretty braved the cold weather to perform her hunter-gatherer duties today and brought us delicious barbecued ribs, teriyaki chicken wings, baked potatoes and boiled shrimp for dinner tonight! Yummy. She even made a stop at Krispy Kreme for our breakfast tomorrow…none of which made her feel any better but I have to confess made me feel tip top!! 🙂

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  6. Oh Sheila! My spirit isn’t even willing to make resolutions.

    Poppy Seed and Ludo have the exact same toys, in roughly the same pile, on a less elegant, pee stained carpet.

    I owe you a note as promised, dear friend, and responses to recent blogs. Your book arrived, but I only just now sat down to a mug of cold coffee poured around 9 a.m after mopping up countless puppy accidents of both varieties and clearing up Pops’ upset stomach contents, refereeing several fights, and explaining to 2 long time friends, I work at home… As in: YOU KNOW I WORK AT HOME!!!

    Happy New Year! It’s off to a spanking good pace!!!

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    1. Aha, the joys of puppy messes, upset tummies, refereeing sibling fights and the never-ending explanation of Working At Home…no one ever understands what this means.
      Happy New Year to you and your Almighty Pack!!

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