Death Bells – The Sound of Serenity

Our home in Colledimezzo is very close to the church. I could easily throw a tennis ball and have it bounce on the church steps. The Church bells ring every fifteen minutes! I like the bells, they’re beautiful. I can’t leave the windows open at night because the sound would keep me awake, but thats OK. Bells are happy, traditional and typically Italian. They remind me I’m here, I realized my dream, and retired to Italy. They tell everyone when to wake up, when to go to church, and sadly, when someone dies, they are part of the way of life here.

I don’t like hearing the bells is when they’re telling us someone died. The death bells make a beautiful and peaceful sound, but they are ringing because a soul is passing from this world to the next. In spring of this year, the death bells were a regular occurrence. We lost a lot of elderly villagers. It wasn’t due to COVID, it was just their time to go. A couple of months ago, a treasured local was taken from us, someone we still miss. He was taken way too soon. Those death bells were difficult to listen to.

Yesterday, when I heard the bells, I knew who’d gone. He was old and quite ill. The bells were a beautiful way to mark his passage. They rang again today for his funeral. I hope he can hear their sweet sound from above.

When it’s my turn to go, I can handle the death bells, but only if they’re followed by Rod Stewart singing “I am sailing” enjoyed by all of my friends while they drink champagne and toast my life.

Enjoy your Sunday and hug your loved ones.

Christmas has passed

In the blink of an eye its gone! The tree remains until Epiphany as is the tradition, but Christmas day has passed us by. It was busy with cooking, but calm. Nice to spend it with friends and glad we had friends we could spend it with.
We’re in Abruzzo and a long way from our daughter in Colorado, but she called us, and was happy. She was with her husband and they’d been skiing. Had she been miserable it would have torn us apart.
Now it is “Il giorno di Santa Stefano” in Italy, which is a holiday! The village is quiet other than the sound of the church bells.
It’s also my late mother’s Birthday. I miss her.
What to do today? I think I’ll potter around the house and faff! Yes, when you retire, there is time to faff! No sunshine today, gloomy and cloudy. Maybe a good day to catch up on the children’s book I’m writing, learn a little more Italian and then maybe watch TV and relax.
Life passes by so quickly. You’re young and then suddenly…you’re retired.
I hope everyone had a lovely Christmas even if you were alone.

Canterbury Cathedral at Christmas

Colorado is my home. I love the laid back atmosphere, the rugged countryside and the people. However at this time of year I long for the Christmas’s I used to enjoy in England. The magnificence, majesty, history and atmosphere. Feeling nostalgic as I share this photo.

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2012 – The end of the Mayan Calendar. Not the end of the World!

Here we are, it’s 2012. Am I panicking? No I don’t think so. Well maybe a little. I am not panicking about the end of the world because the Mayan Calendar is no more.

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My problem is time. In December we have to work, socialize, bake, cook, shop, write Christmas cards, wrap presents, etc. etc.

Hey, it’s a good problem and I wouldn’t have it any other way, so for those of you worried about the Mayan Calendar. FORGET ABOUT IT and enjoy December. It’s a magical month of wonder no matter your age or religion. Have fun. I love the craziness of the season. No matter what your religion, enjoy it and share it with those close to you.

Christmas in New York

Christmas in NY

Christmas in Rome

Christmas in Rome

Christmas in my home state of Colorado

Christmas in Colorado

Wherever you are, enjoy the countdown to Christmas.