Just Thinking

“Life isn't about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.”
― George Bernard Shaw 

I'm sitting outside the poolside in the back yard. The weather is sunny, the birds are noisily singing, and there is a slight, pleasant breeze blowing. It is too cool to actually take a dip right at the moment but I haven't quite ruled it out. It's Friday and anything is possible. I have been following the Conrad Murray trial with an intensity this week. He is the physician who is accused of killing the King of Pop, Michael Jackson. The whole affair is so sad and it touches my spirit so deeply. I have only been living a little over 50 years and yet so much has occurred in so short a time. It is very thought-provoking when you look at it in this manner, don't you agree? All the more reason to cherish every moment of every day.  I asked myself "Where were Michael's family throughout all of this madness"?  A friend reminded me that Michael had chosen to seclude himself from certain people. I was immediately reminded how I had done the same at times in my life for various reasons; especially if someone close to me had hurt me badly and I felt I did not deserve such hostility from them. Even now I still choose to remain apart from certain people who have proven to be intentionally, (or mentally), malicious, but I never desire to be separated from my siblings ever again.  I do not believe anyone could love me more than my family.
 As I watch the hummingbirds feed out of the nectar feeder I have hung in the corner of the yard I am feeling serene, at peace, and in control. I glance around my empty yard and envision people playing horseshoes and badminton and that soon my pool will be filled with splashing, swimming children and adults. My grill will be fully assembled and billowing out smoke from ribs, burgers, and chicken. The wicker bar near the wall will be surrounded by laughing friends and I will be smiling. 
Enjoy life to the fullest.
I love you all.
Dennis