Letters from Kenny

A collection of thoughts and letters and poems written by Kenny...a 60's something retired Navy man with a Whirlwind for a wife.

Friday, December 30, 2005

Reflections

Reflections
by kenny merrell

Music drifts through the night
We gaze into the heavens
Watching the stars send a message
In Morse code
Some dots and dashes
Spelling out time, place and incident
Reflections of the past
A kaleidoscope of memories
Together on the last day of the year
Bringing-certain absolutions
Songs of memory, joint resolutions
Promises made and kept
Love and romance
Deep mysteries of heart and soul
Our eyes lock in reverie
Each seeing a moment in time
Where love was so fresh
Each clinging to that moment
Awaiting what will be new as the old year
Is Ushered out
And we begin this romance anew

Tuesday, December 27, 2005

My Christmas

This year I had the assignment of putting the lights on the tree. Usually my daughter-in- law ,Sandy,does it . She is an interior designer so her Christmas tree lights are always spectacular . She was very busy at home because her sister was coming to stay with them over Christmas, so I got the job. Might I say mine was a little less than spectacular. LOL I did get the lights strung but I made the mistake of reading all the safety precautions and did every thing that was just opposite of what I was supposed to do. This resulted in the fuse blowing (three times ) on the very first string of lights causing all of the lights to go out each time. I finally figured out NOT to put all the lights in one long string and FINALLY got the lights to stay on. Carol put all the other stuff on the tree, but by that time I was pretty much ready for the tree to come down. LOL We usually leave the tree up until after New Years ,but I heard rumblings from Ms Carol about maybe this one would come down early. I think next year Sandy will have to resume her duties as Christmas tree lighter. We had a wonderful Christmas (as long as you didn't look at the tree)

We Had My two sons , their wives, and children here to open gifts. We draw names among the adults and then the 4 grand kids draw names among themselves. Carol always buys numerous presents for each Grand Child. so we start from the Youngest (Sophia )to the Oldest (Me) and each opens one gift. My Daughter Shannon, who lives in Colorado sent each of us a gift. When I t was time to open my first gift my Grand Daughter, Hannah brought a present over that she had wrapped.(It was a memory book from Shannon) In it was a story written by each of my family. Titled memories of Kenny. Carol, Ken, Shannon ,Rod, Sandy Laura, Justin ,Kristyn, Hannah, Eli, Evan and Sophia each added one story. I was completely blown away. After I read it. I used sign language to get the attention of Carol (I was blubbering so hard I couldn't talk) She interpreted me correctly and asked my oldest Son to read it for me. He did great until he got to the part his wife Sandy wrote, then, He said I can't read any further and gave it to my younger son ,Rod,to finish up. We were all laughing and crying at the same time.It was quiet remarkable! (to say the least!) Hannah was given the task to contact each member of the family , get their story, then put it all together. (She is 14) She did a very professional job. It really turned out great! If you could have seen how this event pulled the family so close together , I think we would all send a memory book to each person we love. WOW just to have all those accolades makes a person feel ten feet tall. This Christmas will have a gold star put next to it and I will take the memory out all through the year to savor it again and again . Kenny