Today I love the radio and all my memories of times when it was my focus and my distraction. I love remembering doing my homework in my bedroom with the little transistor on my bedside table. I love remembering cruising around in the summer with the radio on. I love how the radio has kept me company during the times I’ve been alone in my life. I love when a song comes on the radio when I was just thinking about that song. I love the time I was playing a record and I flipped over to the radio to see if the news was on and they were playing the same song at the same time but by a different artist … spooky. I love that it was world radio day two days ago and though I didn’t mention it at the time, I was a little pleased with myself for being on the radio now and then these days, even if it is just one hour every four weeks. I love doing that show, all the writing and recording, and sometimes I even listen to it when I’m on the air. I love that even when the radio in my grandparents house was only turned on at lunch time, and the one at home was only turned on in the morning when my dad was getting ready for work, I was in awe of it and thought that it was no less magical than the sun rising and the moon shining and the seasons changing.
Today I love that I am half way through four days of curling. I love that last night the team I was sparing on won. I love that on Wednesday night the team we were curling on came in a solid second and we had a whole lot of fun with them. I love that tonight is the first game of the season’s final draw for our regular Friday mixed league and that it is my intention to have a lot of fun tonight while I learn the strengths and skills of my new team. I love that tomorrow is a big charity bonspiel and we’ll be having a great time at that as well.
Today I love that I keep dreaming of fish and chips and that may have to be made a reality soon. I love that my new phone is working out really well for me and that it has some seriously great features like facial recognition so that it won’t open for anyone but me, but it opens for me without hesitation. I love that when that doesn’t work because of lighting or whatever, my fingerprint is the second option … mine, my fingerprint! How secure is that?
Today I love drinking coffee and contemplating all the times I’ve felt connected to my home and my community and my world because of the radio.