My friend Christina Fajardo sent me an email yesterday with the subject
"One Little Word 2012". She wrote "Can you identify a single
word that sums up what you want for yourself in 2012?...The key is
to find something that has personal meaning for you. This is YOUR
word." The word I chose was "softness." Softness, as in
earth, intuition, rest, gentleness, trust, receptivity, humor.
I wasn't sure a word would
come to me, but indeed it did and the layers of what it conjures up for
me keep revealing themselves. Thank you, Christina.
As the year gears up and I dive into busy-ness and
business, I have
my 2012 mantra. When I feel myself getting wound too tight and
that brittle edge appears (you know what I'm talking about, Chris)...softness.
Ah! There! It's working already.
Our holidays were amazing - full of friends, children,
grandchildren and family. On Christmas Eve we had all our kids, my
sister and mom, my sister-in-law and nephew from my first marriage
and Chris's first wife. We are a classic, modern, extended
Betty Albert and Susan Eilenberg
a blurb from Chris:
Fast away the old year passes. Fa la la
la la. Still here, still kickin', still in love, still making
music, still travelling, gardening, cooking, gigging and producing.
I've been filling the freezer with bulk food from
Costco using my new Food Saver Vacuum Packing machine that I asked
for for Christmas last year and finally got this year! I'm
also ready to try making homemade sausage with the KitchenAid
grinding attachment I got from my son, and some homemade chicken
stock in the beautiful stainless steel Vollrath stockpot from Ace
Mart Restaurant supply. Thanks, Sam!
Still making runs down to Buda to visit my Mom at the
wonderful facility that keeps her comfortable and fed. Poor
thing...she can't stand crowds and noise. Christine and I
arrived over the holidays to put on a little Christmas show for the
residents and Mom was over in the corner with her hands over her
ears. She perked up a little bit when we started to sing and
the conversation noise subsided.
My Dad visited just before the holidays and we had a
chance for a real sweet 4 generations of Gage boys photo.
Dale, Casey, Brody and Chris Gage
See you at the gig.