WRITING & DUSTING SIMILAR, LOCKED DOORS, LOUD TV & SUNRISES & SUNSETS
By OLIVENE GODFREY
While I dusted furniture and my bric-a-brac one recent day, I thought that dusting and writing were similar for me. It's been said often that it is great to HAVE written but the act of writing is hard work and requires self-discipline. The results of writing are rewarding and for some of us it is a compulsion to express our thoughts in print. When I write, I lose all sense of time and often don't stop until I'm exhausted. Then, I have to call upon my self-discipline to dust. But, once I start, I become absorbed in dusting my bric-a-brac pieces, remembering the people who have given me some of them and some I bought while on vacations. And I admire the beauty of the pieces. Afterward,I love the look of the shiny wood and the pretty pieces and I am glad I HAVE dusted.
When my late husband, Ralph, and I were newly weds in the late 1940s we lived in several small apartments in Dalton, GA before building a house. And we never locked out doors. I don't remember if we even had keys to the doors. I never knew anyone whose apartment or home was burglarized. Dalton was a very small town then. But, even in the 1970s when we lived in Chatsworth, GA, I would often drive alone to Dalton to attend night meetings and I never felt any fear. Now, we have dead bolt locks on all of our doors which are kept locked at all times. Since I spend most of my days alone in my house in a rural area now, I never answer the door if I don't recognize the person outside.
That, and keeping doors locked, just makes sense to me in today's world. Better safe than sorry, I think.
Since I'm hard of hearing, I keep my TV volume turned up pretty loud and my TV sound was often distorted to my ears then. So, son Barry recently bought me two compact stereo speakers for my TV and now I have better sound even when the volume is turned up loud and the music on programs sounds great.
I've written often of the gorgeous sunrises that come up over the mountain range which we watch from the front of our house.
Since I am usually busy after supper, I miss the spectacular sunsets. But,last night, I happened to be in the back of the house and looked out of a window and saw the orange-red sun was setting. Barry came in the room and we watched the sun as it disappeared. And, I thanked God for giving me the vision to see such beauty.
See you next time.
By OLIVENE GODFREY
While I dusted furniture and my bric-a-brac one recent day, I thought that dusting and writing were similar for me. It's been said often that it is great to HAVE written but the act of writing is hard work and requires self-discipline. The results of writing are rewarding and for some of us it is a compulsion to express our thoughts in print. When I write, I lose all sense of time and often don't stop until I'm exhausted. Then, I have to call upon my self-discipline to dust. But, once I start, I become absorbed in dusting my bric-a-brac pieces, remembering the people who have given me some of them and some I bought while on vacations. And I admire the beauty of the pieces. Afterward,I love the look of the shiny wood and the pretty pieces and I am glad I HAVE dusted.
When my late husband, Ralph, and I were newly weds in the late 1940s we lived in several small apartments in Dalton, GA before building a house. And we never locked out doors. I don't remember if we even had keys to the doors. I never knew anyone whose apartment or home was burglarized. Dalton was a very small town then. But, even in the 1970s when we lived in Chatsworth, GA, I would often drive alone to Dalton to attend night meetings and I never felt any fear. Now, we have dead bolt locks on all of our doors which are kept locked at all times. Since I spend most of my days alone in my house in a rural area now, I never answer the door if I don't recognize the person outside.
That, and keeping doors locked, just makes sense to me in today's world. Better safe than sorry, I think.
Since I'm hard of hearing, I keep my TV volume turned up pretty loud and my TV sound was often distorted to my ears then. So, son Barry recently bought me two compact stereo speakers for my TV and now I have better sound even when the volume is turned up loud and the music on programs sounds great.
I've written often of the gorgeous sunrises that come up over the mountain range which we watch from the front of our house.
Since I am usually busy after supper, I miss the spectacular sunsets. But,last night, I happened to be in the back of the house and looked out of a window and saw the orange-red sun was setting. Barry came in the room and we watched the sun as it disappeared. And, I thanked God for giving me the vision to see such beauty.
See you next time.
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