May It Last

   Often, I enjoy my blog titles more than the blog. Or at least the process, of not knowing where I shall be going with this. Just the phrase, May It Last, could mean so many things to people.
    The entire title began as, May It Last: A Portrait of the Avett Brothers-HBO documentary.
I wanted you to see this program, if you had an hour or so.
Maybe I just wanted to share my joy, and in its contagiousness you would take a look-see.
    I love folk music, I love old country music, southern boys at their best, is probably how or why, I tuned into this program. I think I may have heard of them, these Avett Boys, but could not put my finger on them, so I had to research.
   One, they are out of North Carolina, raised in the south, usually is a good sign, or not!!
   I went in blind, and had a ball. They do not have the greatest of voices, so I had to give them a few minutes not to annoy me. They never became that perfect pitch, they just were. There was the magic, original writing, singing, and certain transforming me into another space. Wikipedia describes them, a little Buddy Holly, tuneful jangle of( love that) of the Beatles, raw energy of The Ramones. Very different kind of duo, group of musicians. I did not read the all the things written about them, I think they have been around a long time, and I may be a day late to the game, but I made it.
    Very interesting, pure lyrics, and music, and love, they just want it all to last, hence my title.
I guess we all do, at least the good parts.
    I have a friend whose child is in the last stages of horrible cancer, and I know in their hearts, every cell in their bodies, want this child's life to last. Yet they so want all the pain, to go away. It weighs heavy on my heart. Another friend has lung cancer, what a despicable disease, may it not last. I can do nothing but send love, and I believe love is powerful. The journey we do not ever understand, but  love has to comfort all of these journeys. Pain and agony is not in any of our plans.
   Also in the past couple of weeks, I had to talk to Satan, oh yes he is all around!! I told him, " I know you, the devil that you are!!" You see I have enjoyed about two weeks in the 60's and 70's , gray as it is, the air is warm. I want to work in the yard, wear summer clothes, think I have made it through winter, BUT I know Satan, he likes to test my sanity!! He tricks me, and I have his number!!! Every year, just when I relax, a freak winter storm will come blow my house down!!! or make me crumble!!
  I started to clean the back deck off, maybe even sit outside for a few minutes, and I felt a chill!! Damn you Satan, get the hell out of Georgia, I need sunshine and some miracles!!
     May It Last, this semi warm weather, chances are slim, but I am going to enjoy each second. May all the good stuff last, for all of you. If indeed it doesn't somehow learn to navigate the bad, believe in your strength, keep a diary, learn and love.
     OH and my two new courses with the hubs are going good, World literature is hard, and I love it. The History of Cathedrals, not so much fun, professor kind of flat, but I like history of the buildings. They tell a story, every inch of each cathedral,fascinating information. Even about how the light shines through each stain glass window, it all tells a story.
      May It Last, all of our stories.