Relationships Along the Way

It is rather daunting to begin a project like this that so many others can read. As I have been setting things in order, I have been particularly struck by the number of friends and family members I can invite.

Relationships are so delicate. Some are severed by simply losing contact. In some other cases unintentional factors like neglect, misunderstandings or stupid mind tricks change the focus from what is truly important.

If you are one who has been lost by something like that, please take this opportunity to help me re-establish our care for each other. There are so many of you, and many I'm not aware that I have let go without wanting to do so. So, whatever the situation, let's get back on the road together. You can use the email addresses or comments to help things happen.

If I have never met you, welcome. I collect friends as a hobby--a serious one at times. I don't particularly like "acquaintances" because that means a surface relationship. I'll gladly accept it, but I prefer to get to know you better than that. I hope you'll get to know me more deeply, too. This blog should get us going. What you see is what you'll get.

Whoever you are, let's get on the road and travel together. Isn't that what The Journey is all about.

wy,

H

PS You need all the help I can get. In other words, I need you.

Remember What?

Sometimes life demands persistence and patience. I've been trying to get insurance information from an online database. It took me a long time WITH an individual on the phone as we both looked at our computer screens. She had to call the company and then call me back. Finally we succeed.

So I tried it later by myself. The crazy thing lists no doctors at all in that specialty. I know better, but finally I gave up after having found my doctor and his associates somehow. I could not do it twice. Why?

I'm fairly adept at using my computer. I got my first one back when Atari was a personal computer big name. I've evolved in my learning along with IBM clones and now to a fancy "dream machine" called a multimedia computer with plenty of memory.

Thank God, I don't have to depend on my memory to talk with God, who remembers me better than my brand new cheap telephone answering machine. It can't even remember to pick up after the same number of rings each time.

What's this world coming to? What kind of memory glitches are your favorite memories? Tell me your number one snafu!

wy,

Harold

PS The spell checker for this blog needs therapy, too!