Day 353: Where there’s a will, there’s a way

The title is something my mother used to say to me. It’s a good title for today’s post, I think, because I finally completed this:

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I’ve had lots of thoughts and feelings about the process of creating that, during this Year of Living Non-Judgmentally (which I blogged about here, here, and elsewhere).

Here are some thoughts and feelings I’m having, today:

I don’t want to mind-read (because that would be a cognitive distortion), but I do wonder if others are having certain thoughts now, like these:

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“Did you leave ME anything?”

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“I know I’m new, more skittish (therefore more blurry), and probably not quite as loved yet, but … did you leave ME anything?”

I probably AM projecting onto others, here.  But it’s difficult not to do that, you know?

Anyway, it was quite a process, completing that will. I mean, it took 60 friggin’ years. And, as Indiana Jones said:

“It’s not the years, honey, it’s the mileage.”*

Speaking of mileage, here are some shots I took, yesterday, on my journey to sign that will:

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The building on the left is where my parents lived their last years together.  That’s where I saw my father, for the last time, in 1997. I am so grateful for that encounter, still. Before I left that day, he said to me, “Give me five,” holding his hand up high. I replied, “I’ll give you ten,” and I gave him a hug.

Here’s another, clearer shot of that building:

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My parents lived on the second floor, on the right.

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Here’s where I spent a lot of hours, as a kid, reading and choosing books to take home:

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When I took those books home, this is similar to what I would see:

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And this is where I read those books:

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This is what I sometimes saw, when I would leave my home, back then:

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When I visited yesterday, I did see some new things, including this:

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It’s nice that some people can attain Nirvana every day, isn’t it?

Here’s a photo (taken when I was heading back home last night) that’s related to that, I believe:

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I hope I remember that flashy Stop sign** the next time I have a thought that doesn’t help me.  Because, the more I can let go of unhelpful thoughts, the more I can do these things (suggested by a bumper sticker last night):

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And I’ve got some time to do those, apparently,  because a lawyer promised me, yesterday, that signing my will wouldn’t kill me.

Being a lawyer, he immediately added, “And if it does, at least now you have a will.”

Thanks to all who contributed to creating this post and — of course!! — to you, for visiting.


* I wanted to find a sound or video clip for that, but c’est la vie.

** Check out the antidote of “Thought Stopping,” here.

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24 thoughts on “Day 353: Where there’s a will, there’s a way

  1. Thank you so much for sharing your visit back in time, Ann. Signing that will of yours obviously put you in a good and proper reflective mood. Marvelous, I think.

  2. Adam Hughes

    What a Wonderful post. And those photo’s are beautiful,I adore America. I would make a will,but I have nothing to leave 🙂

  3. Now you have time for breathing too. Some important thoughts got his paper, so now relaxing. I would like to do the same, but I don’t have anything to leave. Only my fingerprints on my creations and 2 adult kids to share.
    Thanks for sharing.
    Irene

  4. Lawrence J. Siskind

    Thanks Ann. Your photos allowed me to take a cyber-tour of some old, familiar places.
    I’ll be seeing you.
    Law

    Sent from my iPhone

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  5. Congratulations, Ann. May it be many joyous decades before it is needed.
    Russ

  6. Howisbradley

    Thank you for opening your heart and part of your life to us. You may have just gotten my butt in gear to write my will.

  7. and it’s done… sometimes we think it’ll jinx us, but we have to make sure we take care of the ones left behind if we can… We don’t believe in superstition, we believe in living… Going down memory lane can be good for us, jogging those memories we had forgotten, making our heart warm or even bringing them up to be released from being trapped… Nice to know you Ann…. I believe we are going to enjoy each others journey into the unknown… take care Barbara

    • I agree with and appreciate everything you wrote here, Barbara, including your perceptions, beliefs, and wishes. I am so glad our paths have crossed. Yay for new connections!

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  9. Love the street photos and the book photos. Book are so very important in one’s life.

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