Fanciful Quilts

It has occurred to me that we live in a world of insanity. Terri Schiavo's plight has far exceeded the limits of all human decency ... and just when you think you've heard it all, you hear another story about her dear husband whose plug I'd gladly pull without a moment's hesitation. Hardly a Christian's way of thinking...which brings me to another point. Events have a way of influencing even the most steadfast of humans. Years ago, I could not have told you who the Vice President of the US was. Enter stage right, William J. Clinton. Suddenly, my total lack of regards for politics was no more. What a wake up call. (Actually, nightmare is a more apt description). Over night, politics was tangible ...and horrifying. While I'm not at the level of political submersion my husband exhibits daily, I'm at least out of the cave. I cannot say that I like living in a world of insanity.

Isn't it funny how technology changes the way we look at life. Years ago I kept a dairy and I recorded poems, feelings ...and it had this little key that guaranteed my privacy. Then the dairies were no longer in vogue - but journals were... So I kept a journal - but no key this time. Journals just don't seem to have keys. Now - welcome in the blogs. Electronic dairies for the world to ponder (that is, those who have the time to read those million of blogs across the world). I took an English class years ago and one discussion we had has remained in my fondest of memories. The instructor asked what words we knew would require a definition in order to be understood. A strange request...but we gradually started to throw out names. Churchkey (this was before the invention of pulltabs on soda cans - remember?) ... and how long ago was ".com" an unknown? And so now I start on the adventure of the blog. Life is amazing, isn't it? It presents us with so many adve...