Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Sunday, April 24, 2016
Residents of Meyerland who had just moved back into their renovated homes were flooded again. My heart goes out to them, faced with trauma after trauma.
I'm fortunate to have sold my house, and I watched this storm from my fourth floor apartment. My car was flooded and I now have a rental with roll-up windows and 4 doors which have to be locked separately. But I'm lucky to have a rental. By Tuesday afternoon, the day after the flood, they were hard to come by. Who knows how long it will take the adjuster to check my car? I'm probably 100th in line.
Not likely. It's a gray. gloomy day. Rain has been coming down all afternoon, and the clouds look heavy with moisture. Thunder has begun to rumble.
Here's a quote from an article by Cort MacMurray in today's Houston Chronicle:
"It's not easy being a Houstonian. Here we sit, soaked in our soggy bayou homeland, scraping the contents of the neighbors' float-away trash cans from our front lawns and wondering if there's an automotive potpourri strong enough to mask Flooded Car Smell, thinking the thoughts that only Houstonians can think. The rain isn't over."
Keep us in your prayers, you dry people in other parts of the country. We need all the help we can get.
Posted by thelmaz at 4:45 PM
Sunday, April 17, 2016
Most of us use the terms "sadness" and "depression" interchangeably, but they aren't the same.
Sadness is part of the human experience. If you've lost a spouse, of course you grieve. You miss the most important person in your life, the shared experiences, the private jokes, the person you shared your innermost thoughts and feelings with. Part of grieving is allowing yourself to feel sad. You don't have to keep a stiff upper lip. Part of your life--the most important part--has ended and you're faced, not just with loss but with a new reality. The members of my widows' group are sad, but after we share our sadness and comfort each other, many of us go to lunch, enjoy the meal and laugh at each other's jokes. And that's okay, too. Even when you're sad, even when you go home and cry at night, you can still find pleasures in life. In fact, you can realize how precious life is.
Depression can be a result of prolonged sadness that doesn't go away. It can be a dark cloud hanging over you so that you can't enjoy anything. It can affect your sleep, your eating habits, your energy level, your ability to engage with those around you.. You can feel hopeless and see no end to grief.
Depression needs intervention and if you're depressed, you shouldn't be reluctant to seek professional help.
Here's a quote from Dr. Robert B. Thompson: "Sadness requires acknowledgement, assimilation and sharing hope with others as it carries you into a new life, Sadness ultimately becomes a thread in the tapestry of your life that provides color and meaning, while depression blocks your spiritual progression."
Posted by thelmaz at 7:24 PM
Sunday, April 10, 2016
A truly disgusting book that I read because I get a free Kindle selection each month. I chose this one and it was a really bad choice. A horribly disfigured family lives in a locked underground basement--the boy, the brother, the sister, the mother, the father and the baby (None of them are given names). The father is abusive, the sister wears a mask so no one will have to look at her face, the boy collects fireflies. Characters' motivations make no sense and I agree with Amazon readers who labeled the book "sickening." Forget about it.
I love the Iliad, but I didn't care for this retelling that focuses mostly on Achilles and Patroclus. My recommendation: stick to the original.
Posted by thelmaz at 2:56 PM
Tuesday, March 29, 2016
Sunday, March 27, 2016
This book gives a lot of information about Nixon's presidency--his dealings with China, his machinations in ending the Vietnam War, his relationships with the members of his cabinet and his inner circle (not always the same people) and, of course, his downfall over Watergate. Unfortunately, it reads as if the writer were a sophomore in high school writing a term paper--long, poorly written sentences with so many pronouns you're not sure who he's talking about. I learned more about Nixon but the book was hard to get through. It was badly in need of an editor.
Her husband has just died after being hit by a bus, but what secrets is his widow concealing? What did he have to do with the kidnapping and murder of a little girl? I'd give it a B.
Posted by thelmaz at 4:44 PM