Head Above Water

A lot of things have changed in my life since May 25th 2010, as many of you are aware. I won't go into specifics (read below for details et al) but I try to hang onto as much of past and who I was, as is feasible. Time was I was a halfway decent swimmer (although for some reason I could never float on my back) but these days I fight to keep my head above water

Two things inspired this quick little comment (which will probably turn into a blog entry) There are pieces of my life that have slipped away, well maybe not away but down on my priority list. 10-15 years ago, this would've been one of the biggest days in my life; the announcement of the Oscar nominees. I used to see over 100 (one year over 200) movies in a year. I was a resident expert on a lot of things cinematic as evidenced by my own website full of reviews and articles about such. Nowadays, I am so far out of the movie loop that I can't even see said loop anymore. I'm lucky if I see a movie every 2 months. The only contenders I've seen are Lincoln and Les Mis (neither of which I was a huge fan of) and Moonrise Kingdom which was award-worthy. I'd love to say that I could slip back into that lifestyle now that I can no longer work but circumstances make that markedly difficult (access to movies being in a smaller market than KC, time, energy, health etc). 

Another reminder was watching a movie that I love and somehow forget the greatness of, Crimson Tide. I will watch it anytime, regardless of where I come in on it at. If my disability gets approved, maybe I'll try to regain some semblance of this. In the meantime, I watch another aspect of my past fade away as others become more prevalent. But, do not read this as a disappointment or lamentation, simply an observation on an overcast rainy day watching a great submarine movie. 

We mature, we grow up both physically and mentally and we to bring as much of who we were into who we are. Some things are easier than others. We can't drink like we used to, we can't move like we used to and memories begin slipping (although I still have trouble saying the word cinnamon) But there are things and people that we have control over to some extent. For me, I grasp on to what I can, hang on to the inner tube and stay above the surface. Once again I've rambled on but those who are familiar with me know that this is how I would talk were we face-to-face. Take care all..

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