1412EYE

2015
Wow!  My apologies!  Friday's post ran too deep for me to clarify that which I felt compelled to write, so yet again, I found trains of thought in serious need review.  That's what I get for writing while wearied in the middle of the night, and then again, four hours later.  Mind refreshed; revision completed.  Again!

Friday night, we received a call from Steven, asking if we were free to enjoy Ravi for the day, on Saturday, and since you know how I nurture each chance not to miss one moment of joy, any thought of posting, was short lived.  Need I say that on Saturday, my face smiled widely for five hours straight, except for those moments when my ten month old grand daughter proved so funny that my smile laughed right out loud!

Today, being Sunday, is game day, and as we're about to leave the house, anticipating a home game win, it's time to get all decked out in NFL wear, including my lucky socks.  Then, upon returning home, I'll look forward to enjoying this season's premiere of a couple of our favorite TV dramas, so common sense suggests not sitting down before my computer, later in the day, because time spent writing evaporates into thin air as soon as my mind disappears into the zone—so ...

Upon awakening, this morning, wondering how best to describe that which felt thought provoking, yet not somber on a day when we were charged to bow our heads in repentance for last year's sins, I decided to review the Yom Kippur service, which grows more deeply meaningful to me, as I age ... And, hopefully, while paraphrasing those passages of the service, which felt written for my soul to contemplate, personally, that which spoke to me is likely to clarify in 3D by the time Monday's post is penned—unless my blog, which proves as sensitive to unexpected change as my mind, tunes into a different train of thought that feels need to switch tracks ... Why?  Because of the human mind's innate ability to juggle more than one impassioned emotion at once.

As for now, my new born passion for football is readying my right hand to high five with every fan, who sits close enough for their impassioned reactions to connect with mine, each time our team recovers a fumble or adds points to our side of the scoreboard!

Oh yes!  One more thing:  As with most babies, Ravi learned to mimic us when we raise our arms while saying:  How big is the baby?  Soooo Big!  Recently, I decided to change those words while lifting my arms overhead to:  TOUCH DOWN!  Why?  Well, knowing how tickled her uncles will be to see their sweet little niece joining in on their football-mania, Will, Steven and I have no doubt that Ravi's bright little mind will make that cognetive change by the time Barry, Marie, Tony, Ray and David fly in to celebrate her first birthday in November, at which time our entire family will tune in to football-mania, together :)