Lynda Grace An Hour Away

August 31, 2014 I’ve heard many people claim that once they get to that middle stage of their life, they feel more accepting and comfortable with who they are. I’m not sure I understand what “they” mean by that.  And to be perfectly frank, I don’t believe a word of it. Well, okay, perhaps it is true for some people. Personally, I’m not one of those. Mid-life crisis?  It’s hokey.  Really.  The life expectancy in the US is approximately 79 years. So half of that would be about 40 years old.   When I look back at myself at age 40, I am quite certain that I wasn’t thinking that I was in the middle of my life or in crisis. Oh sure, I was raising children, trying to make ends meet, riding that roller coaster, but I was far too busy to be introspective. If memory serves me, I don’t recall contemplating how wonderful the next half of my life would be. Yes, when I look back at myself at age 40, I realize I had no idea about life. Which brings me to this poin...

Ross and I spent the week of August 16th-23rd with Jen, Derek and the grandkids in Ocean City NJ. I am writing these next few posts to preserve precious memories for my daughter, son-in-law and grandkids and maybe even great-grandkids. I thought it would be  interesting  to get another person ’s perspective on our beach vacation.   I asked my favorite 10 year old grand daughter Bella to be a guest poster today.  On August 16, my family and I went on our family vacation. My grandma and pop-pop bought  rented a beach house. It was on the first floor and we were only 4 blocks away from the sandy hot beach. Read on to learn what we did on the beach, boardwalk, and how we spent family time together.                   Like I said we went to the vast beach. We went every single day! My 11 month old baby brother loved to play on the breathtaking beach for the very fi...

Ross and I spent the week of August 16th-23rd with Jen, Derek and the grandkids in Ocean City NJ. I am writing these next few posts to preserve precious memories for my daughter, son-in-law and grandkids and maybe even great-grandkids.   Part I We had near prefect weather each day.   The house we stayed in was only three short three blocks to the beach. We were on the south end of the island.   It’s much quieter there because it’s further away from the busy boardwalk area. We had our own little neighborhood joints, though.   Mike’s Seafood was on the corner.  Mike’s has a fresh fish market, if you want to cook your own.  Otherwise, you can enjoy one of their prepared platters and eat on picnic tables under the covered patio.  Their biggest business, however,  is their take out.  We had a good vantage point from our place watching people as they walked back to their cars loaded down with shopping bags filled with styrofoam container...

Finally, after watching six episodes of the new HBO series, “ The Leftovers ", I have a sense of what the show is really about. The basic premise is that 2% of the world’s population has literally vanished.  All of them have disappeared at exactly the same moment. The story takes place three years after the event has happened.  The plot revolves around those who were left behind. I spent the first five episodes trying to figure out the mystery of what happened to the people who were “taken”.  I wondered, with a lot of frustration, when the great mystery would be solved.  When was I going to know the answers?  When would all be revealed? There is more than one mystery woven into the story.  For instance, what is the mission of the group called “The Guilty Remnants”?  Why do they wear white?  Why don’t they speak?  And the biggest question is, why must  they constantly have to be smoking a cigarette, at all times. As Ross and I w...