Another Right of Passage!

Nov 17, 2020 | 2 comments

Not In My House!

Yes, “right” not “rite.”  There are some passages that are noted by a ceremony or event “marking an important stage in someone’s life, especially birth, puberty, marriage, and death.”  Those are the rites with an ‘e’ and no ‘gh.’  Then there are the rights that are moral or legal entitlements “to have or obtain something or to act in a certain way.”  So says

I am definitely talking about a “right” here.  It’s yet another of the entitlements I’ve actually awarded to myself in recent years.  The first was the right to let certain tasks carry over from one day to the next.  That was a big step, having been brought up to finish what I’d begun.  And in a timely manner, besides.    Sort of the home equivalent to the teacher’s mantra, “plan your work and work your plan.”   Some years ago, I realized that it would be okay to let some things take a bit longer to accomplish — especially if I needed to smell the roses along the way.

Yesterday’s new right has to do with my eyesight, or increasing failure thereof.  In a fit of pre-holiday cleaning (like, why?  go figure.) I ran smack dab into a huge cobweb in the corner of the living room  — back between the fireplace and the low shelf where the big leather-bound family Bibles are kept.  Not only was that cobweb huge — it actually had a fly or two trapped among it’s spokes.  OMG!  I actually felt it on my face before I saw it.

The Right To See It My Way?

Not surprising, though, when I think about it.  In fact, I’ll be the first to tell you that I long ago stopped worrying about facial wrinkles.  Reason?  Simple, My dimming eyesight no longer permits me to see them.  Ditto chin whiskers.  And Lord knows what else.  Permission granted to remain oblivious and unconcerned.

Now… permission granted to stop dusting and webbing on any kind of regular basis.  Actually, I think that part happened a while back.  The right of passage has to do with not giving a rip.  So easy.  Out of sight, out of mind as they say!



  1. Nancy stone

    “Loved” this image:The “cutie” and the crone.

  2. Kristina Jones

    Beloved Cuz,

    Thank GOD you also suffer from this imbalance of intention, former gift and current disestablishmentarianism…

    Love you so, KK


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