No, it’s not from a Christmas carol that I’m singing: Fa La La La La – it’s only August.
But come on – just try to make that sound and not smile.
“We didn’t set out to become super heros but life doesn’t always go as planned.”
–Big Hero 6
No, life certainly does not.
This week is full of quotes, music, and one photograph. This week:
I heard of the passing away of someone an old friend of mine will dearly miss. It’s tragic that a thing like cancer exists and that it took the life of someone who was only starting out in her life really. No twenty-five-year-old should die.
On the other end is former president Jimmy Carter, who announced his recent cancer diagnosis,
this week and things look pretty grim for him as well.
He seems at peace with it, at his age, and still continues to do his beloved charity work, but who knows how much time he’s got left. Who knows how much time any of us have though.
Which leads me to my theme for the week:
Ten Things of Thankful
For The Diary of a Young Girl. Yeah, for the actual diary, which I finally have as a part of my collection of books on the shelf now.
It took me a while, simply because I feel so silly buying books I won’t be able to read, even books I love so much and that mean so much to me.
But I went to listen to the woman who is playing Anne Frank at the Stratford Festival this season. I saw the play a few months back and wanted to take this opportunity to hear her speak about the role.
It’s extremely interesting to hear her thoughts and feelings on playing such an iconic girl, big shoes to fill, but she does a fabulous job.
Stratford’s Diary of Anne Frank is hard-hitting and deeply enriching – THE GLOBE AND MAIL
Check it out, if you can.
Afterwards I decided to go for it and buy the diary. Seemed fitting.
“He who has courage and faith will never perish in misery.”
For birthday parties, with candy bars, delicious cupcakes, and children playing.
My nephew had the big party, compared to the small family one we had on his actual birthday.
This time my sister did a great job at throwing him a Big Hero 6 themed bash. All the various candy she had for the candy bar (the best in latest fads and I’m not complaining) represented something from the Big Hero 6 universe.
I don’t recall what the Sweet Tarts were supposed to represent, but they were damn good.
Who wouldn’t want to live in a place called San Fransokyo?
My nephew knows every word from this super hero animated film, even as he is learning what each word means – “fa la la la la” is a line, if you can call it that, from the movie.
For time spent at the beach.
I spent the entire time in waist-high water. It was warm and calm. All the waves were in the shallows, but truthfully, the water stayed shallow for a long, long way out.
I have a continual fear of undertows, but I was able to relax and enjoy the sunshine and the peaceful floating I did.
I brought my friend along. I hoped the beach might help, somehow, because it always helps me.
For seagulls, a flock of them..
This one is for my brother, who visited Prince Edward Island this week.
I love the sound they make, the cry, the squawk. To me, that sound is pure bliss of the ocean/lake, even if I hear one in a parking lot, far from the water.
Even for the 80s band. Okay, sure – let’s include them in there also.
For the Great Lakes. I am lucky, although I do not live near the ocean, I do live relatively close to the next best thing to it.
I wrote this story, last year, about my visit to all five of the lakes in one summer.
I thought the play on words was pretty clever obviously.
For World Photography Day.
Well, actually, for my brother’s love, passion, and gift for the art of photography.
In reality, these days never stop coming and this is the first year I’ve heard of this one in particular.
Honestly, they do just make some handy suggestions for the TToT I’ve enjoyed participating in here. I texted my brother a Happy Photography Day and he, too, had never heard of it.
But the spirit of it is his ability to take beautiful photographs of the people he loves and the things he finds interesting. It is a part of what makes him who he is.
Should be a picture of me, but I can never be sure. Okay, so I probably sound a little bit like I am bragging, saying what I just said, then using a photo of myself. The truth is that this was the only picture I had on hand of his, but I thought I needed some visual representation to go with this Thankful.
For the creation of Winnie The Pooh, which would only be possible with the birth of the boy who inspired the loveable cartoon bear that my nephew loves so much – hell, that I love too. He’s just so darn cute.
“Some people care too much. I think it’s called love.”
For Pinterest because it brings happiness to one who totally deserves it.
It was nice to hear the laughter. Life and storms can be rough sometimes.
For a friend who sent me some new music.
I guess he thought I’d like this guitar player because she is a blind guitarist from Canada. Well, she does play some beautiful music, I must admit, she lives in Canada and I do too.
If you are a fan of classical guitar I suggest you give her a listen.
For my father and his continuous concern for me and the things I need, the way he takes care of me, and for his thoughtful gesture of stopping by to check on me.
Of course, one could argue that that’s what fathers do, but they don’t, not all of them anyway.
I am just thankful and grateful and wanted him to know that.
Did you know that when you see lightning, it’s traveling at about 227 million miles (365 million km) an hour?
Thanks National Geographic, for that cool little fact to go with my TToT post this week.
“I am now almost ninety and my strength is slowly failing. Still, the task I received from Anne continues to restore my energy: to struggle for reconciliation and human rights throughout the world.”
–Otto Frank, 1979
Otto Frank died on August 19th, one year after he said these words. Thought I’d end this week’s post with this, as I just wanted to include him, being that I started my week off with talking about the daughter he refers to here.
Life sure can be rough and sometimes the storms are deadly.
Other times, something good can come from the bad and the water will grow calm and still and peaceful once more.
I’m just happy to be here, this week, and to realize how precious life is, even when it takes a few crummy cancer stories to be the reminder of that fact.