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This morning, quite accidentally, I wrote a statement that encompasses everything I've been trying to say for years. It's my new .sig file. "You are the only human being you gnow."
I like .sig files. They draw a some criticism that I ignore, but I am is nothing if not redundant. I repeat something that impresses me over and over again until I "get it". It becomes a part of me and I am that. Granted, such silly dramatic statements are not going to make me immortal, but it makes my life interesting, and I like doing it.
A second cousin and his wife and child came here from Mississippi to get a restored title for a car that had been in a wreck. I only knew his grandfather briefly. He is staying in my brother's guest house until he gets the legal stuff done, and then he will return to Mississippi where he lives in Hattieburg.
My brother and his wife had a supper for them and invited me and our other brother and my older sister to come eat and meet the kinfolk. My oldest sister didn't come. She and her husband are older now. She's 80 years old. Maybe that's why they didn't come. Nobody cares much. She's such a drama queen and a fundamentalist Christian. She can make things very unpleasant. As if we don't know where she came from.
My second cousin has through-hiked the Appalachian Trail. When he found out I had hiked a couple of hundred miles of it we had something in common to talk about. He looks like his grandfather, my mother's baby brother. Especially his hair. Black, very thick, and it looks like a shoe brush laying on it's back. He said he let it grow out when he walked the AT and it got curly like an Afro. Nice kid.
My older sister, she's two years older than me, talked about a DNA test one of our family took. My sister has done genealogical research for a couple of decades now. The DNA test revealed a genetic line that provided information she had never had available before about our father's side of the family. The information goes back five hundred years more than she knew about. She hasn't had a chance to work out the details, and promises to tell the rest of us when she does. Naturally, there was a bastard involved.
I left right after we ate. I've been having some trouble with my stomach and my digestion tract. I'm going to bed early and see if sleep will help. It hasn't so far, but maybe that will change.
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I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
