Seeing as how this is the first post on this blog, some might wonder why it's even in existence.
It came about because I think a blog like this is needed. Today's world is rush, rush, rush, filled with instant mail, instant cash, instant pictures. Instant everything.
It's all so now.
But sometimes I just wanna stop, take a breath, and reflect, ya know.
That's when I think about not the now, but about the then.
When was then?
Then was in the days of paper letter writing, talking on a rotary dial phone, listening to music via our 45's or 33 records. The days of black and white television, and having to walk to the TV to change channels.
It was when you ran barefoot, waited till dark to bust outside and catch lightning bugs, or read the Montgomery Ward or Sears and Roebuck catalog.
A catalog you held in your hands. A paper catalog. A catalog delivered from the mail carrier.
Then was a time of no air conditioning and you kept cool by folding a piece of school paper into a fan.
Then was a time when a carton of school milk cost two cents.
Then was when you had a porch swing, and in the evenings, after eating supper and washing the dishes, you sat in it and watched the night sky and marveled at the beauty of the stars.
Then was a time of taking time to enjoy the little things.
It was a time of wonder, of hope, of innocence.
And if you're like me and think it's past time, now, to recall the more simpler life, share those things that mattered to you back when it was "then".
Miranda Lambert even enjoys the "then".