ANOTHER DAY IN PARADISE…

  Rules of the Game 

Making Conversation

1963

(Published in the Houghton Lake Resorter, Houghton Lake, Michigan, weekly newspaper)

Even the rules change in 56 years. and as a result, conversations change even more. It was my privilege to have a weekly column in our local newspaper, continuing for almost three years. I’ve added a little here and there. But you’ll get the idea.

MUSINGS OF A HOMEMAKER by Mary Anne Tuck 

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Is it really the weather that makes us disagreeable, or

 are we just naturally hard to please?

Seems like just a few short weeks ago, we could be found pining for summer days.

Then summer days arrived and we began to long for the cooler, fall weather.

 Our nature is to search for lost opportunities and unfulfilled dreams.

 At the age of ten, we wished for things we didn’t possess. Such as, maybe it would be nice

if my name could be Susie…

instead of Mary.

 How wonderful it must be to have beautiful red hair…

instead of brown.

 Then we reach high school.  Sometimes, during our high school years, we yearn for a steady date and find to our amazement that the steady daters have visions of playing the field and

dating around.

 If our choice is not to attend college, we may soon be found nurturing envious thoughts of those who went on 

to higher education.  

Sometimes, the bride who marries young wishes she had waited a bit for that magic moment.  She’s surprised to learn that the woman who works outside the home may feel she has wasted precious years when she could have been staying home, and

 raising a family.  

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We may be overflowing with discontent during the transition from childhood to adulthood.

 Keeping up with the Jones family is a desirable way of life for many, and the wish to have as much or more as the folks next door may never go away.

 When your neighbor belabors the fact that the days are much too long and the weather is much too hot, perhaps your neighbor is following

the rules of the game.

 The game is called

“Making Conversation”.

 The objective is to see how much better we can make our everyday living with

good-natured complaining along with

a few constructive thoughts.  

What can we do to make our lives more blessed than they are already?

 Maybe we should change “The Rules Of The Game”,

 Let’s talk about it!

2018

I’m seeing myself in the words once written by me at the age of twenty-eight..  Those were the years when I had three little boys

ages one, four, and six;

no more working in an office, and dressing up each day,

going to work and meeting new people.

Maybe I just wanted to be different; different from what? I’m not quite sure. 

  Possibly I thought I’d missed  out on the opportunities that had once been before me,

now they had seemingly disappeared.  

Married at twenty with my first child at twenty-one,

  I’d now  become a full fledged Mom of three, and

a homemaker, at the age of twenty-seven.

Establishing a home and family may sometimes begin at a later time in life,  but

there  was never a career pursuit

for me.

From the age of twenty  I was faced with

meals and dishes, laundry, and house cleaning.

 The house we lived in, although we loved it dearly,

was much less sophisticated than the homes

of our friends and neighbors. Of course

   I knew the future was out there,

somewhere.

 At the time, though, I couldn’t see it.

What is it the jokesters say?

“Just another day in Paradise” 

My Christian walk had not yet begun….or

 maybe it had and I just hadn’t recognized it.

 Time would tell.

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copyright©2018

Photographs by Mary Anne Whitchurch Tuck

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Loved to write since high school..as the years pass memories and relationships are primary. (There is also room for an opinion or two.) Feeling good at the age of eighty-four, I'm enjoying life and a hobby of photography. We've lived on this small farm for sixty years. In the course of time we welcomed three sons, two grandkids, and 3 greats. We owned and operated an Ace Hardware and a Hallmark Shop and managed to raise sheep for ten years. My husband and I shared sixty-two years of marriage before his passing in 2017. A son has also passed on to the next life, Memories really are "Made From This". Welcome to my world!

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