Ch-ch-ch-Changes

Thanks to inspiration from June Buggie on Rumpy Dog, I took the great leap and made a change to my site appearance.  I’m not happy with the header but am still working that out.

I am not changing my gravatar.  I’ve noticed lately, a lot of folks changing appearance and their gravatars.  Making this appearance change has caused me to reflect on the changes in my blog from my initial idea of “what” it was to be, to what it is now.

I think of blogs I have followed, unfollowed, commented on….changes I’ve seen in those I’ve been following as long as I have been blogging.

My husband and I went through a rough patch recently because I was making changes in me – actually, reverting to what I enjoyed before I met him.  So I guess, not really changes but recycling.  I’ve found a new depth in that reversion.  It frightened him because I was “not the woman he married”.  We’ve weathered through that and he realizes, that in 13 years, he is not the man I married.  We celebrate our 13 years of marriage today and based upon a long conversation last night, we are comfortable now with our changes.  I finally pulled out my wazikashi a month ago and showed him.  I literally had to pick him up off the floor and when I showed him that I actually knew how to use it, he was astounded.  But as he said, it finally solved the mystery of why I was so good with the totally rocking Luke Skywalker lightsaber he gave me for Christmas.

He did ask why the wazakashi rather than the katana. I just gave him “the look”. Hello, I’m 4’10” tall. He went, oh yeah, you’re a little short for that long blade. Or as my samurai more elogquently put it, “Misosazai, by the time you draw the katana, your head will be on the ground at your feet. this sword is more in keeping with your height. It is unworthy of your valor, but, we must be realistic.” and so saying, he put Minamikaze (South Wind) for the first time, in my hands.

My husband isn’t as afraid Minamikaze anymore or me or changes – as as afraid.  He’s 10 years younger than I so it is harder for him to adjust – ironic, yes?

I imagine there will be changes of all kinds.  If you ain’t changing, you aren’t growing and if you ain’t growing, you’re dead.

Here’s to life, growth, future blogging, and 13 lucky more years with my husband.  Y’all live long and prosper and the Force with be you.

wazikashi

 

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