Sunday, April 10, 2016

Catch you on the flip side

Back in the days of vinyl records, a radio disc jockey might say, "Catch you on the flip side!" indicating the next selection played would actually be both sides of the record without interruption. Listeners were pleased to have more music. The disc jockey was probably pleased to have extra off mike time for a health break or to set up things in the studio for the rest of the show.

My mother used to say, "The Lord was with me," when she found a good parking spot. She did not, however, believe the flip side of that experience. That is, she did not believe that she was being punished or was unworthy when she didn't find a close by space. What she was really doing was acknowledging a blessing.

The 'catch you on the flip side' phrase came to mind as I prepare to take a break from these Monday musings for probably a month. I was reminded of the second the other day when I found myself thinking the same thing in the Costco parking lot. A moment of reflection led me to the flip side realization about my mother. That is how these musings come together. One thing makes me think of another and I see an interesting connection. The process often starts with a phrase. 

While I'm off playing both sides of the record for a few weeks, I challenge you to shoot me a reply (text, email, etc.) when a phrase that intrigues you runs through your mind or crosses your path. Help me plant a garden for future musings. 

It has been rare of late for me to express my gratitude for faithful readers. You are the flip side of why I write and I am so grateful you are there. It is one thing to pen an idea, string thoughts together and find the result rewarding. It is another to hope that what I crafted might mean something to another person. There is a moment of anxiety every week when I press the publish button on the screen, putting my words out in the universe. Then someone says thanks or shares a similar story or is grateful for a reminder of something from their past. So thanks for being my flip side all these years.

Meanwhile, take good care. See you later, alligator!
Marilyn

1 comment:

  1. Somehow I missed the "pockets" Musing. I think I'm deleting a lot of emails without reading lately because I'm turning off.
    I have only one phrase to offer: "Do Your Best." This was my parents' watchword for me in my life. The problem was that if I wasn't perfect or a winner, I didn't know if I had done my best. My parents meant for me to give a good effort. I took it as something more burdensome.

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