Wind, Rewind

Today here in Southern California we had high winds for the first time in a while. In fact they are still blowing as I write this. It reminded me of a wind storm from the past......

It was 1980. I had just received a phone call from a complete stranger telling me that my father, whom I had not seen for years, had passed away. When my mom and siblings got home I shared the news which was met by complete indifference.

Outside the wind was ripping through the trees. Tossing lawn furniture and garbage cans alike around like rag dolls. A perfect representation of the turmoil I was feeling inside. Shock, despair, numbness, sorrow and indifference all fighting for attention.

Just when I thought the surprises for the night had ended, the power went out and you would have thought it made everyone stupid. My mom was frustrated by the electric can opener until it dawned on her that it was electric. My sister was frustrated by the blow dryer until she reached the same reality.

Me I was just frustrated.

I left the house climbing the hill in our backyard.

The wind tore through  me as I cried for a man I never really knew, ripping away my tears and scattering them across the valley......

Invitation

I know some of you who have wandered past the throne have also taken the time to visit Ryan's blog "His Shadow Paces the Floor". Not only is Ryan my son, reason enough for me to plug his site, but he has a unique vision and his writing will leave you with a million and one thoughts running through your head.

As anyone who has blogged for any length of time knows the blog god's are a fickle lot and some of their actions are unexplainable. A few months back for no reason "His Shadow Paces the Floor" disapeared from the blogscape. Ryan tried to recover it but to no avail it was just gone.

So he has taken the opportunity to reinvent his blog. If you have a chance drop in at
Fear and Loathing in Orange County and say hello.