Leslie Nord's Random Thoughts on Friends, Family and Life

The December daisy gave way to the January rose. It started out as a persistent little bud that decided to bloom just before severe weather blew in. The last petals fell off a couple of days ago.

The annual trip to San Diego for MivaCon now has it’s itinerary. I’ll be flying Delta again this year, which means another connection through Atlanta. At least this year I’ll know that the venue hotel doesn’t have any sort of early check-in and to take in some of the scenery along the way. Maybe take in more of Rancho Bernardo.

I always find it interesting to see where the people who visit my little blog are located. I figure for the most part it’s spammers looking for a target, China probably. But then I had a lot of visits from Canada this month, 55 compared to just 5 from the US. I wonder what someone from Belgium was looking for? Nobody stays long, nobody leaves a message. So wave when you drive by.

Another pipe dream – to be able to go to the reunion:

The Official All-Class Years 2020 Wiesbaden Reunion

I’ve been pondering this subject for some time and have been attempting to write the post since August. I sort have hit a blogging “wall”. I am now asking myself “what purpose would it serve?” I used to find my occasional posts cathartic. Now I worry more about a digital footprint and fall back to “Why bother?” no one reads this stuff, let alone even care what I think.

You hear people all the time saying lamenting “if I could go back and do it all over again”. For the most part, the response is that they wouldn’t do anything different. I find myself wondering if those who wish they could go back in time to change one thing have ever thought about what they are saying about their lives and those in it?

If we could go back in time and change something we did, what sort of ripple effect would it have?

But then it all sort of fits. There really isn’t anything I can do to change what I have done in the past. All the left turns are mine to own.

A while back one of the photographers from high school shared some of the pictures he took during the Senior Trip with a private group on Facebook. There were lots of pictures of a birthday party that I don’t think I attended. If I did, I do not remember going. Then there are a few random shots that appear to be taken from the balcony of his hotel room. Groups of people gathered near the hotel pool. Some notice he is taking pictures and look up, others seem oblivious. For the most part, it just looks like everyone is trying to figure out what to do, where to go. The more I look at the photograph, the more obvious it was symbolic of things to come, almost like the Ghost of Christmas Past.

More symbolism. I call this the “December Daisy” It bloomed around the beginning of December and it’s still hanging in there at the end of the month.