The Christmas season can be counted on to stir up memories.
Iâ€™m not alone in this. I think itâ€™s probably a pretty universal situation.
When I watch favorite old holiday movies, I do with more than a few lumps in the throat.
But as I think back to days gone by, I always remember a lot of funny things that happened through the years. Thankfully, they tend to offset my weepy recollections, so I can keep on doing the things I must do.
Iâ€™ll never forget the year one of our cats became a Christmas ornament. Literally.
I have had the privilege of attending city council and planning commission meetings in cities throughout Saline County. I have seen the process of government â€śof the people, by the people and for the peopleâ€ť in motion with all its glory. I have also seen the darker, blemished side. I say this not in a derogatory sense but given the nature of the statement, I could see how others may conclude as such. I say it to show there is balance in all things. Conflict is not always a bad thing. Conflict that leads to better ideas is healthful. Conflict that leads to division and mistrust is not.
One of my favorite musicals is â€śCinderella.â€ť
A few fears back, I played the wicked stepmother in the Royal Players production of this Rodgers and Hammerstein jewel. It was my dream role.
Other than the wonderful music, the two sistersâ€™ nastiness is the best part of the play. It typifies how ridiculous sisterly rivalry can be.
I donâ€™t have a sister. I always wanted one and envied families that included several girls. One of my best friends had two. I thought she was the luckiest girl in the world. She would have given either or both of hers to me any day of the week.