At age 69, I made my dream come true.. I became a published author! Below are excerpts from Why Me: A Memoir
Things seem to happen in our family. Mr. Murphy has a strong influence on our lives. We tend to live according to his law: Whatever can go wrong, will.
Why Me? a memoir:
A lighthearted glimpse into my life
And the lives of those I love, or like,
At least some of the time.
My husband and I are both only-children. We entered into our marriage with similar baggage: over-affectionate and overprotective parents. One of us was used to having everything done for him. I am still in the process of retraining him after over forty-five years of marriage. Four offspring and five grandchildren to date have resulted from our union. I would be remiss if I didn’t mention our four granddogs—one the size of a small horse.
When things do go wrong, my hubby and I look at each other and say, “In the face of adversity, smile, smile, smile.” As a result, our faces have pronounced wrinkles from frequent tight smiles masking gritting teeth. My husband’s favourite expression was, and still occasion- ally is, “Why me, Lord?” This was usually precipitated by some confession or outrageous request from a child sharing our surname. The expression was used so often that one of our offspring decided to buy a personalized license plate for her dad’s birthday. “y Me Lord” was either taken or deemed inappropriate, so she settled for “y Me Gd.” This elicited chuckles or grins from some, but also frowns or looks of disapproval from others.One day, after shopping at our local mall, we returned to our car to find it surrounded by a small crowd. People were pointing at our windshield, clucking and tsking and nodding their heads in disapproval. A large note written in bold black marker was attached to our window. It read:
YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELVES.
DO NOT QUESTION THE WAYS OF OUR LORD.
TO DO SO IT TO OFFEND THE LORD.
We joined the crowd in the clucking and tsking, and waited until the crowd dissipated and darkness fell. Only then did we rip the note off the car, jump in and drive off. I don’t think my Lord took offense. In fact, I am positive that she has a sense of humour and found the situation amusing. Maybe she even had a chuckle or two. In any event, we retired that license plate.