Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Still the strange light, though the sky is a bit more blue today.  I can see the wind in the trees, so the threat and fear of fire is ever present.  I was going to take myself to a movie today, but I waited too long and "Colette" is gone.  I watched a twenty minute video yesterday of Queen's Live Aid concert portion.  It was beautiful and powerful and Freddie Mercury was amazing.  But then the review of the film, "Bohemian Rhapsody" was not good, so I guess I won't see that.  I can listen to their music at home.  I just haven't been compelled to see anything that is out right now.  The election took the sap out of me, and now the fires are scaring me.  I think I'll go buy Thanksgiving cards, because connecting with friends and family is appealing, and I am looking forward to our granddaughter coming next Saturday, and our older daughter after that.  Yesterday was the anniversary of my mother's death, and I miss her after thirty some years.  She was complex, difficult, smoked, drank, and wanted things her way.  Her disappointment was palpable.  Yet she was all heart, funny, endeared legions of friends to her, and her family was close.  She had amazing design skills, and could make anything:  a coat, hat, sweater, painting, embroidery, crafts of every kind, and she could cook up a storm.  She adored her grandchildren and was infinitely amused by them.  She taught them card games and watched them swim in her pool.  She was a family person through and through.  So am I.