Alicia Lopez’s Musings

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I’m not really dancing around the May pole, with flowers in my hair, and a soft billowing dress drifting softly through the breeze.  Doesn’t that provide quite a picture?

My thoughts are the ones prancing about from place to place, thinking of all the things that must be done to ready the lawn and garden for spring and summer, and knowing that the energy needed is simply not there.  Spring always brings to mind planting flowers and seedlings, fertilizing the grounds, etc.

The flowers which I usually plant are those that are not favored by our deer population, mostly marigolds, whose scent seems to drive them away.  One year I planted petunias and assorted foliage which looked beautiful one Friday afternoon, and when I returned on Sunday night from a visit to my hometown, were nothing but chewed down stems.  My dear deer friends had paid me a visit.

They also like to feed on newly formed grass leafs, which does nothing for my lawn.  With these thoughts in mind, I have almost decided to forgo all planting.  This, along with the watering ban in the village, somehow dampens the enthusiasm that this season brings.

May also brings thoughts of another year added to my life.  I have been blessed with good genes and good health, and many people tell me I don’t look my age, which will turn to 81 on May 1st.  The fact that I don’t act my age  helps.

How does one act her age?  I have no idea, because I act the way I feel, which is usually upbeat and optimistic. My children are all coming over the weekend to celebrate another year.

When my hubby passed away three years ago I asked God why he had left me here on earth, when I had asked to be taken with him.  I know there is a purpose and a reason, and I do not question it.  I only hope that I can live up to whatever He has in store for me, but I also ask , what is it?

My job has opened up my life, I have the days planned for me.  I meet people, talk and laugh with complete strangers, and when my days off appear, I am happy to be home.  As I have stated before, my little pooch is the one who is lonely now, and is over joyed when I am home.

I have become more involved with my local Democratic Party, with the time that I have from my job.  That is also a source of pride and accomplishment, a feeling that I am contributing to worthy causes.

All in all, I do have reasons to dance around that May pole.

Excuse me if I sign off, I have to go shopping for a billowing dress.

Hasta la Vista

It’s really a few more days until March, but I have a lot of thoughts in my head that I thought I would put down in writing.

The signs of spring are beginning to show up in our mountain village; it’s not as cold as it has been, and believe it or not, some of my annuals are beginning to sprout; they are brave little souls, tempting the fates of weather.

I’m a little sad today, received the news that two of my old friends from El Paso had passed away to a better life. These two were originally my hubby’s pals, having all attended Bowie High School together, and graduating in the class of 1944. It was when young men were being drafted almost as soon as they got their diplomas; so they were separated by war. A few from that class did not make it back.

Life and circumstances intervened, but they kept in touch. When the high school reunions were in full swing, they met again, to plan their 45th and then their 50th. This was when I made my entrance into that selected list of Bowie Bears, an Austin High School Panther who, by osmosis, turned into a Bear.

We joined in full swing to get the reunions going, and for many years after, still met as a group and planned outings. We even went camping, and for some, it was a first. What fun we had!

Of course, all things slowed down as Father Time intervened; we managed a few luncheon get togethers when we visited our old home town. My hubby’s death slowed events even more; I still saw them once in a while, but fewer and fewer “osos” showed up.

So it was with great sadness that I learned of their deaths; Bobby, the greatest Sinatra and baseball fan, and Pepe, a golfer who enjoyed the camaraderie of others at the golf course when he could no longer play.

I know they have all met again in heaven, to continue their everlasting friendships in that forever land.

Adios, Osos Canosos

Hasta la Vista

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I don’t really care if the groundhog saw his shadow to signify more winter comings.

I have just seen the earth beginning to sprout with what will be the rejuvenation of some of my flowerbeds.  I now know what John Denver meant when he sang “Rocky Mountain High”.  My Ruidoso High sent my spirits soaring; Spring is really coming and will be here before too long.

After the long winter we have had, just this sign brought joy to my heart. The aftermath of the last snow is still evident on the north part of my street where the sun never shines; the once beautiful snow has turned to a huge glob of  ice and it will take many more days of warmth to melt it.  I don’t care, I can wait.

The days have been beautiful, and I am not even listening to the weather reports for fear that they will report another winter low system.  Let me enjoy my moment.

With the warmer weather arriving I am also prepping for several events which are in the near future .  One of the biggest being the bridal shower being planned in Dallas for my one and only grand daughter who will be married in May, wearing my wedding gown,  which was also worn by her mother.  If this is not the culmination of seeing “your children’s children” which is part of the Catholic wedding ceremony, then I don’t know what is.

It is at times such as these that I miss my hubby most of all.  We were supposed to share all these experiences, and although he did get to see “his children’s children”, he did not live to see them married. He would have reveled with the pure joy of it, and perhaps we would have reminisced about our own wedding, 59 years ago.

There is a song in Spanish called “Como Han Pasado Los Anos” which translated means, how the years have gone by.  We used to dance to it on our anniversaries, reliving the good and putting aside the bad.  It will always be in my heart.

On to the future, with the wedding to be in New York where our granddaughter lives; I am already excited, not only for the nuptials, but to visit the Big Apple again.  It is such a vibrant city, and yes, it seems like it never sleeps.  I almost feel like kicking my heels and strutting.  Don’t worry, before I do, I will exercise a bit; don’t want to pull anything out of joint.

Hasta La Vista