Relations with adult daughters are a 'good thing'
There's been a turn in the air, and suddenly fall is upon us. Yay. I am feeling my usual tension that automatically comes with the beginning of the fourth quarter, but that's nothing new and is as familiar as the fuzzy bathrobe and sweats that make their appearance this time of year. It's GO time. So much to do, so little time.
As I've said many times, it is certainly different around here with the kids gone. I burn up the highway to the north as often as I can, and they're getting busier and busier and get home less than they want, I think.
We managed to all get together at the Dixie Chicks concert in Tulsa a few weeks ago, and I must say lately it has always been a delight to be with them.
Not that it never was, but you parents know what I'm talking about. No matter how much you miss them, some days it is still a struggle when you get together. I remember the time I took the girls to Hawaii and I realized that no matter how many thousands of miles you travel with your teenagers ... they are still teenagers. But this new, adult relationship is taking shape to be a good thing. I am encouraged.
Anyway, the Dixie Chicks was a Chick Event all the way through. The arena was full of thousands of women and about 20 men ... lucky or unlucky, depending on how you look at things.
Two years ago, when I went to the Bruno Mars concert, we were wandering around the arena, got on an elevator going down, got off on the wrong floor and stumbled into the back way to the floor seats, where they don't pay real close attention to who comes and goes.
People, this is a secret, so please don't tell anyone.
So our seats at the Dixie Chicks were up so far and high my knees were shaking and my lungs gasped for oxygen. In the far distance we could see lots of open seating, so we went on the move. I was prepared to play my Cardiac Arrest Card if need be, but I didn't have to. We simply got on the elevator, rode it down and walked onto floor seating, where we all sat down and had a great time.
You just have to grab those moments as they come. It was really a lot of fun.
While fun is in shorter supply these days, work is constantly there and takes up much of my energy. There are days when I sit down to write this column and I have nothing. I cannot ethically write about what I do for a living, and there's not always much left over. So I thank you all for hanging in there with me and understanding when I either miss a deadline or write about Nothing.
Some days are hard, but there are always too many blessings to count.
Speaking of blessings, let's all try to be one. Our big communitywide coat and blanket drive is starting. Drop-off sites are at any Burger King, Fort Sill, the Lawton Housing Authority and Salas Urban Cantina. They will be distributed on Saturday, Nov. 19, and on Christmas Eve. We have volunteers who can pick up if need be. Contact me if you need any other details.
New and gently used coats and blankets are welcome and needed.
Happy fall, everyone!