
Today my mind is on Christmas seasons that were downright awful. In my fifty-odd years I’ve seen great, good, boring, awful, and painful Christmases. There are Christmases so boring or bad I can’t remember them. Continue reading “Awful Seasons”
Today my mind is on Christmas seasons that were downright awful. In my fifty-odd years I’ve seen great, good, boring, awful, and painful Christmases. There are Christmases so boring or bad I can’t remember them. Continue reading “Awful Seasons”
A door closed in my life. I stepped into the sunshine. Something I haven’t been able to explain clicked. I stepped onto a new path in my journey. Continue reading “The Door Closes:”
Over the last several weeks I keep finding castles. It’s one of those things in life where a theme keeps popping up. Usually I don’t notice buildings all that much. Unless I’m sightseeing or someone points out a detail. That is why I don’t think this is a coincidence… Continue reading “Castles”
I have spider and varicose veins on my legs. They are not horrible but I’m little self-conscious about them. So I wear a lot of leggings and tights, even in the summer. Continue reading “Scars”
Or is it Hello? I’m not really sure right now. I’m not sure how I feel at the moment. I feel numb and happy and sad all at the same time. But mostly I’m numb. Continue reading “Goodbye”
This week has been like the original Zelda NES game from the 90s. Fast-forward, stop, sidle, creep, crawl, RUN! RUN! HURRY! HURRY! Slay the monsters! Continue reading ““RUN! RUN! HURRY! HURRY!””
We don’t like to talk, let alone think about it. It is setting your life aside to care for someone else because it is what you need to do. What happens to those caught in the crush to care for another? Continue reading “Who Cares for the Caretaker?”
Is struggle a choice? When I struggle the advice I receive from acquaintances is: “Go with the flow” or “Walk away from it.” Many times to struggle is a choice. Sometimes it is not. Continue reading “Struggle”
The boomers were known as the “throw away generation.” We truly developed the idea of disposable items for convenience hence, the title. We may have taken that concept a little too far. Because the irony is we are becoming the thrown away. Continue reading “Thrown Away”