No! It can’t be 2019 already?! Seriously?? Where did the time go! #mgtab @mimisgang1

Okay – someone smack me on the side of the head. It’s New Year ’s Day for 2019 and I honestly don’t know what happened to the last few months of 2018.

Have you ever had a year like that?

It’s mind-warping.

I used to hate the days when I was younger that seem to go on forever, but I’d sure like a few of them now.  You know those days where the time went by so slowly that you filled them in with frivolous things like reading a book, going for long walks or talking on the phone to as many friend’s who’d answer when they saw your name on their caller ID.

Nowadays, if I force myself to do some of those things, I’m finding myself in a rush, walking double time and skimming the book pages rather than letting each word sink in.

To make things even worse, I allow guilt to attack because I haven’t called people for so long they probably won’t recognise my voice. And… because so much time has passed, I can’t stand the thought of that tiny tone of sarcasm when they go on about how long it’s been since they’ve heard back from you – even though they left a number of messages…. awww just shoot me now!

So – it’s time to instigate some changes, to live every day, stringing things out for as long as it’s possible. I’m thinking that when we slow down, so will the clocks. When we stop thinking we need to rush around, maybe we’ll have moments of boredom, moments when we can fill in with special pastimes like lunch with a friend, joining new groups to follow interests we’ve always set aside or maybe to finish a lot of projects that are decorated with cobwebs all over the bags.

What a fantastic idea!!

It would be so sweet to get to the end of week without saying, OMG it’s already Friday???

My wish to all of you wonderful friends is to have your inner clocks slow down. To live every day to the fullest! To fill yourself with so enjoyment in life that once the end of the week arrives, you will think I can’t believe how much I accomplished, my days were filled and I loved every long minute.

I also want to take this moment to thank you for supporting our wonderful authors here at the Authors’ Billboard. We will never forget your unbelievable kindness.

Big hugs and lots of loving wishes,

Happy New Year!

XO

Mimi

 

Thanksgiving – our way of celebrating. Is it the same as yours? @mimisgang1 #mgtab

Do you and your family go around the table each Thanksgiving and say what you’re thankful for from the year before?

Is it a Canadian thing?

No – it can’t be. I have no doubt many of you all over the world carry on with this same tradition.

When our family followed our custom this year, the comments began as usual. One glowing friend brought up how happy her and husband were for their new baby grandson. A totally acceptable reason for thanks.

Another couple mentioned the rented house they’d moved into and how much roomier it was from their old apartment. Good!

Of course, my neighbor and her husband thanked the heavens for him coming through his recent by-pass and for his returning health. This was one we all agreed with.

But then the teenagers around the table got really serious and reminded us all of how sad it was out there in the rest of the world.

They listed other reasons why we’re lucky. It started off about the California forest fires and how gloomy it was for those poor people who found themselves homeless and in some cases, without the funds, enough years or the energy to be able to start fresh. For us older folks at the table of twelve, it hit home how blessed we were not to be in a similar situation.

Then another of the youngsters brought up the immigrants who had walked so many hundreds of miles with only their children and their prayers to be able to reach a safe haven. That made us all stop and think. Not only had those poor souls lost their homes, but because of civil unrest, cruelty and terror, they’d fled their country – leaving behind their customs and identities.

What a sobering moment! Having our young people remind us of those situations. As I looked around the table, I saw their parents pride for their offspring’s empathy. I know I felt overwhelmed with pleasure that our kids paid attention at all.

Therefore, I guess what I’m most thankful for are our truly intelligent youngsters – their big hearts…

And their huge potential.

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Blessings for you, your family and your friends. Enjoy a wonderful day.

Happy Thanksgiving from the ladies of the Authors’ Billboard.

Hugs, Mimi