Alicia Lopez’s Musings

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It’s been a long time since my last blog; no not illness, or anything catastrophic; just procrastination on my part, and perhaps self doubt.  SELF DOUBT!!! ME???

Yes, I started to question my reasons for writing a blog in the first place, forgetting that it was started to place my thoughts in print, to get them out of my system, to relief the pressure building within me  after the death of my hubby.  So many thoughts whirling around in my brain, they had to have a way of escaping , and they did, by my writings.

The doubts came that perhaps they were not entertaining; but I have heard from so many of my friends and family telling me they miss reading my blogs, that I have started to believe again.  So here goes, more of my musings.

There is no better way than to begin by wishing everyone a Merry Christmas.  Yes, you read it right, not Happy Holidays.  I send that greeting to my non Christian friends who also celebrate their own beliefs.

Christmas is about the birth of a baby, born in a lowly manger, who was destined to become King, not of this earth, but of our souls.  No, it is not about buying that perfect gift, or spending a certain amount of money,  or decorating your house.  It is about reviewing your life, finding it wanting, as the majority of us surely must, and then doing something about it.

Did you really have to start that ugly rumor about your co-worker, turn your head when asked for alms, not have the time to seek out your family, ignore the needs  of those less fortunate than you?  Now is the time to resolve to change, and ask yourself is this what Jesus would want?

Yes, he wants us to clothe the naked, feed the hungry, love our neighbors as ourselves.  We don’t have to go on a crusade seeking the Holy Grail, just look around us and do what we can to help our fellowmen.  It doesn’t take much to be kind, a smile, a friendly gesture; rather than an abrupt look of contempt to an outstretched hand.  No human is a bigger hero than when he kneels to help someone in need.

It has been said many times before, HE is the reason for the season, now all we have to do is to BELIEVE IT, and live it.

Merry Christmas, Feliz Navidad y Paz en la tierra

Hasta la Vista

The title above should convey my feelings to all my family, friends, and unknown readers of this blog.

I was quite surprised to find that so many of you have paid me the compliment of your time in accessing my writings, and  some  took the exceptional way of letting me know they enjoyed them by posting comments; my cup runneth over.

I have always enjoyed expressing my feelings in the written word, some I have kept to myself, too personal to share; but the majority have gone into my columns, and now this blog.

My hubby was the first one who discovered that I had this hidden, dare I call it, talent.  He saved everything I ever wrote him, letters, poems, thoughts, feelings.  Some he preserved by framing them, and hanging them in our bedroom.  I suppose, in a way, it reminded him of my true love when we had spats and were not on speaking terms.  How childish it all seems now.

The first time I ever got the courage to have someone else read my writings was when I submitted my first column to the El Paso Times.  The editorial page editor was going on vacation, and he asked that readers sent him columns he could use while he was away.

I was surprised that one of mine was chosen, and he continued to use me  on a regular basis, as a contributing columnist.  When he left, his replacement contacted me about writing a weekly column.  I continued to do this for several years until the paper was purchased by a new entity, and it was decided I was no longer needed. I was fortunate that no limits were placed on me, and I could write about anything or anybody.  Many of my columns were reminiscent of my youth in El Paso, and being a staunch Democrat, many were also political.

I wrote about my mother and her friends, seniors , born in a generation when women were supposed to remain in the home, and their “coming of age” and blossoming after they were widowed.  They learned the power of the vote, and even demonstrated with the “Silver Citizens” in front of City Hall.

I commented on social issues, and the need for compassion in government. There were quite a few letters to the editor which protested my stands, but the paper was fair and printed both sides, those that agreed with me and the misinformed.

I still have people who know me tell me how much they miss reading my thoughts, that’s when I tell them about this blog and WordPress.com.

One of my sons, who is very computer literate, told me I should not stop writing, and started me on this journey.  Thanks to him, I am still scribbling away.  By the way, he is also the one who supplies all the pictures shown at the end, are they not something to behold?

So thanks to him and the new computer age and all its possibilities, I am still around.  Perhaps when the Good Lord calls me home, I shall appear, with pad in hand,  ready to write about all the goings on in heaven.  I mean, if that’s where I’m going!

Hasta la Vista

It finally arrived!

After weeks of snow warnings, we awoke this morning to a beautiful white, pristine, winter wonderland.

Not that we got that much, but at my house, it covered the lawn, the parking lot, my car, and all surrounding areas.  It snowed almost all day yesterday, but  very slow, almost grudgingly, as if Mother Nature was still not sure about it.  I estimate about two inches of the white gold dropped, albeit, unwillingly.  If my hubby was still living, he would be faxing our children the great message, “ITS SNOWING!”.  He kept such a message close by the fax machine, almost as if he was urging it to happen. He loved the snow and would go out, as soon as he was able, to take pictures. God, how I miss him.

Ski Apache, our ski resort, received at least 15 inches, and the skiers must be shouting for joy; I know the merchants of the town are doing just that.

Viewing the weather report, northern New Mexico received more than their share, at least two feet were estimated to fall in some areas.

As for myself, I loaded up on books.  My sister and I have a lending library between ourselves, where we exchange books as we read them.  On her last visit she brought me a bag full, so I have plenty to keep me entertained.

My pooch does not like the snow, and keeps trying not to go out.  I have to open the door, and push him out, before he has a chance to retreat.  Once out, he will run out, do his business and return as quickly as possible, to lay in front of the fireplace; “Ah, this is the life, he comments”, in doggy body language.

My physical therapist discharged me this week, so I get to do all the exercises at home.  He gave me three rubberized strips which I am to use.  It took a little bit of time for me to figure out how to do this, I tied one to the leg of my bed, the other to the bedroom door, and kept the third to use  inventfully.  I put this over the door, and use it for my arm exercises; because they are rubberized, I pull against them and really feel it.  If I am snowbound for more than two days, I will develop  arm and leg muscles to put athletes to shame!

It is 7:00 in the morning as I am writing this, and dark as Hades.  I hope the sun comes out soon.

BRR– Hasta la Vista

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I returned home today after a week and a half of traveling.  I spiraled off to Dallas and surrounding areas to visit my daughters and son who live there.

My trip had a double purpose, seeing them, and house and dog sitting.  I enjoyed both tremendously.  The pooches are a couple of six month old Westies, just as cute as they can be.  They are brothers from the same litter, so of course they had to have appropriate names.  After much thought and debate, their names became Niles and Frazier (as from the old Frazier television show).

They are very playful, and thank goodness , they are finally house broken.   As siblings go, they also have quarrels which can become quite noisy.  They learned quickly when grandma said “Stop” they were to end the barking and snarling.  Oh, and grandma also likes to read, so they are not to climb up on her lap or demand petting while she is thus occupied.  Its not very different from teaching your children the rights and wrongs of living.  Stern warnings usually accomplish the task.

I was not prepared for the weather there.  I had been told it was in the 80’s, so I took summer clothing.  When I arrived, a big storm hit, including tornado warnings, and the weather turned cold.  I borrowed my son-in-law’s warm sweat tops, and lived in them for a while.

As usual on my visits, all the family hangs out together, and we celebrated one grandson’s and daughter- in- laws birthdays with a lot of joking and laughing.  I did have a moment  in the bedroom I occupied; one of my beloved’s Greek sailor hats that he wore constantly was on display.  It took that glance to bring on the tears; I can’t help it, they come unexpected and unannounced.

My pooch and I were happy to return home, and begin our lives again.  The weather had turned colder, and we have the glorious golds and reds on the trees  surrounding our village.  Fall is here and winter not too long behind.  I will be considered a traitor when I state that I am not looking forward to it; I love the snow, but cannot drive in it.  The merchants love it, as it signifies the skiers will be arriving. I too will welcome them, from the safety of my easy chair in front of the fireplace.

Hasta la vista

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September 10, 1950.

A day that lives in my heart, evoking memories of  a happy event which changed our lives forever.

Today would have been our 59th wedding anniversary.

I think back and remember the excitement we felt, ready to take on the world, for we had each other and nothing could stop us.

Exiting the church, a friend of my new hubby informed him that he had just been recalled into the Navy.  This was the beginning of the Korean War, and so for the first few months of our newly wedded bliss, this little black cloud hung over our heads, as he was also in the Naval Reserve.

Thank heaven the call never came.

So much has changed since that day, it is almost impossible to believe.  We now live in a world of new innovations which did not exist at that time; computers, television, cell phones, newer and newer electronic devises, faster automobiles, heating and cooling  sun powered units, microwave ovens.  How did we ever get along without them?  We even saw man land on the moon! Since then we have witnessed numerous excursions into outer space.

Wrapped up in our lives and the children that followed, we were also very aware of the happenings around us.  We experienced the many events which are now a part of history; the assassination of a President and his brother, and also that of a civil rights icon and many men and women who fought for their rights.

As man is also the worst enemy of man, we have gone through several wars, with more ferocious and destructive weapons.  Will we ever learn?

Life is so short, enjoy every minute of it; turn around and half of your existence is gone.

What I wouldn’t give to have my love here with me, fifty eight years were not nearly enough.

Hasta la vista

The world as I see it:

My view of the world changes, from cock-eyed optimist to the darkest and gloomiest of pessimist.  Thankfully, the former is much more prevalent than the latter.

The optimist in me glories when I see one human being bending to help another, when a young teenager stops his texting to assist a senior rise to his feet, when I gaze the wonder of a child as he sees his first sunrise.

Have you ever watched a bird delight in drinking and bathing in your bird bath?  It is a glorious moment in which to ponder the beauty of this world, and all it takes is a little time and patience.

It is my patience that wore out a little, and caused the pessimist in me to emerge, when I saw the pettiness of some senators on denying Sonya Sotomayor a majoral victory in approving her towards the full vote of the senate on her confirmation process for a seat on the Supreme Court.

This was a history making event, marred by six Senators, including one from Texas, who are on the nominating committee.

It was the Senator from Texas that caused me to rile up.  No matter what his reasoning, it brought back memories of my growing up years in that state, when Latinos were simply known as Mexicans, and greasy ones at that.  When looking and landing a job required that you be blonde and blue eyed, because cinnamon skinned people were just plain dumb, and you were not allowed in some restaurants.  I never learned to swim because the nearest swimming pool to our house did not allow us in.

Yes, that was Texas.

Discrimination is horrid, no matter who it is directed against, and anyone who has ever experienced it will remember it forever, I know I have.  Luckily, I see a bright light at the end of a very long tunnel, we have made great strides, but witnessing this last episode confirms that there is still a long road ahead of us.

I, too, have a dream, the optimist in me demands it.

Hasta la vista

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Upon my re-entrance into the everyday world, I was amazed and shocked at what the media, twitters, blogs, etc. are all up in arms about.

Radio Talk hosts, would be panelists, and even a disgraced convicted felon, G. Gordon Liddy, who was sent to prison for 20 years (although he only served 4), for conspiracy, burglary, and wire tapping, are now experts on whether President Barack Obama should be in office. What more stellar citizens and witnesses could anyone possibly want?

They are convinced, and have managed to manipulate hundreds of would be followers, that the President of these United States, duly elected by we, the people, is not a U. S. citizen!

Even the most illogical of persons can see the ridiculousness of all this. By the way, the dictionary states that “Ridiculousness” is “To be completely unreasonable and not at all sensible or acceptable”. It also gives another definition, “Silly and amusing”, isn’t that the truth!

Of course, logic has never entered into any of the claims that have surfaced since he took office, but what the heck, did logic ever convince anyone who wears blinders, and walks the straight unwavering path to a conclusion, reached before any evidence is presented?

Try talking some sense into some of these clods, and it is like talking to a stone wall. They are righteously upset, even spittle forms on their mouths, along with racial epitaphs.

I thought that we, as a country, had advanced forward and left a lot of this behind, but then I am, as the song goes “A cock-eyed optimist”, who tries to look for the good side in everyone. Sad to say, I have failed miserably in this when speaking to some of these people.

I can not honestly convey to you that all of them are Republicans, but the majority exists. How can a party, who lost the election, and most of their seats in Congress, pay back?  Their methods have always been questionable; rumors, slanted writings, back stabbing, you name it, and of course using the media.

How I wish we still had Walter Cronkite reporting to us. May he rest in peace in journalistic heaven, where the truth is always foremost.

Hasta la vista

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