Robbin Bruce: Out with the old, in with the new, maybe

  • Thursday, January 3, 2013

  • Updated Thursday, January 3, 2013 2:40 pm

Is it just me, or has this been the fastest Christmas on record? Here it is the day after New Yearís, and it seems Christmas was just a couple days ago, instead of over a week. I know we were a little slow getting the lights and stuff up this year, but even so, we had them up for over a month. But as they were taking them down over the weekend, it seemed like they had just put them up. And besides, Christmas Day, a day we seem to go non-stop for years, this year, besides cooking a purlow and opening gifts, that was just about it. I didnít even leave the house other than to walk Doc. As I think about it, I guess it finally dawned on me, that in a sense, this is a last Christmas for us, but Iíll tell you more about that later.

But here it is New Yearís, new beginnings for all of us. But as I think back on the year that just passed, it was a good year. For one, I got back in touch with an old friend I hadnít spoken to in years. Remember a few months ago I wrote about going to see an old friend of Daddyís named Boatwright in the hospital? Well his son and I were great friends back when we were little, no matter where we were stationed, we always kept in touch. But time and school and life itself, after a few years we drifted apart, to where itís been over thirty years, and we hadnít spoke. But friends of the Boatwrights {they live in Conway} saw my article and passed it along to them, and before you know it, me and Jeff had gotten in touch with each other, and the years between us have just drifted away.

But you know how life is, as one door opens, another closes. We lost a couple of people this year, one a friend, another, a family member. Vicki, a person who could light up any room she walked into, well her light was extinguished this past summer. We still miss her.

The other was Cousin Judy. Through the years if youíve read many of my columns, you seen where I added ďCousin Judy said thisĒ or ďCousin Judy said that,Ē and she did. She always seemed to have something to say for any situation. And if she were reading this now I know what she would say, ďShut up, you are putting me over the edge.Ē Alright Judy, Iíll stop. But every time I go to town, I still look to see if youíre home, and I guess now you are.

But the older I get, Iíve got to noticing something, things really donít change all that much. We go to work, {I donít}, come home, and then the weekends come around. And except for the holidays, nothing really changes that much. That is till this year; something different was going on, and for a little while there, I couldnít put my finger on it. Then it dawned on me, my little girls arenít quite that little anymore. Things are changing, whether I like it or not. And I guess Iím having a hard time dealing with it. Now donít get me wrong, these changes are GREAT, but for the first time in one of my little girlsí life, Daddy is not really number one any more.

For you see at the family BBQ the other night the guy that Jessie has been dating for a little over a year, Brook Poston, asked her to marry him Ö and she said YES! Time as Tommy asked every one to take off their hats so he could say the blessing, Brook told him to hold up a minute, got down on one knee in front of all of us, and asked Jessie to marry him. I couldnít be happier for them, heís the kind of man we all pray for our daughters, and in a sense is a son I never had.

Joby was standing beside me when it happened, and I turned to him, the only words I could get out were, ďWell ÖĒ and that was about it. All he said was, ďNot tonight,Ē brothers are like that, words sometimes get in the way.

So you see why I said earlier this is sort of a last Christmas. No longer will it be just us four, now it will be five. It was the last Christmas of the old, and soon will be the first Christmas of the new.

And from all the talk of the plans so far Iíve been hearing, Iíve got months of columns yet to be written. Beside I have nothing else to do but donít be late to the church.

Do they make tuxes with short-legged britches?


You can reach Robbin Bruce by e-mail at robbinbruce@yahoo.com.

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