Count Me In

   Well.....maybe not. Count me in, may have been at the top of my youth, go to, phrase. Lately, I have wished to not be counted. Some of that comes from age, and some from physical pain of limping around on this stupid hip! That will be fixed soon, but there will be something else! I promise. It also comes from contentment. I love being home, love my husband, friends, children, grandchildren, my house, my yard, my art, my books, even this little time on my blog with you.
   I still want to go to every play, all concerts, and all dinner with friends but it is hard.
   I feel talked out, most of the time.
   But you miss people and places, and like pulling teeth, I will show up. Just not often.
          It also comes from grief, it isolates you. You need more alone time, even ten years into it. It is still there. Some friends and family flee, never to return, just too painful to think of what to say. Others get tired of reaching out and you can't or don't respond. I have been lucky to have so many good friends and family members, each step of the way. I have never been lonely a day in my life, never. I think that is a pretty big blessing.
          I know you do not think this blog is about Sesame Street, but IT IS!!
  Having Wyatt around, our new grand, has allowed me to go back to the neighborhood!!
  This week, one of the episodes started with "Count Me In"
   Count me in,
   I am special
   I am outstanding
   I am awesome
   I am smart
Count me in on all of that!!
Why have I not been watching this program for the past years, without babies.
It makes you happy, feel like a million dollars, singing, laughing, primary colors of love!
I have gone down the rabbit hole of Elmo, with Wyatt. He loves that creature, and so do I. We laugh and squeal, yes squeal like a baby pig with excitement.
   The Count, gives us the number of the Day, yesterday was 10, we tapped our feet ten times. The letter of the day was V !!!! Wy and I both looked at each other, I told him, we can work with that.
Big Bird is so yellow, and big!! and sweet, with his nest of large. Oscar is a just trashy and grand. Cookie Monster gets on my nerves, but kids seem to like him. There are many new people, and puppets, one little girl is autistic.Everyone is learning how to play with her, on her terms. This show teaches children and parents so much. I feel great everyday, from Sesame Street.
SO....you can Count Me In...to Sesame Street....forever.....all other activities....well I will play it by ear, and pain threshold!! I love all of you if I see you once in a lifetime, or daily. We are all connected, the threads of past, present and future. Count Me In, to knowing you all are near and dear to me, even if I presently am in Elmo's World.