I don’t usually remember my dreams, but I love when I occasionally do. My all-time favorite came from my sweet mother who left this earth five years ago. Mom was almost 94 years old. After an aneurism and quick stay in the hospital, when it was her time, she died quickly with five of us … Continue reading A dream
Moonlight Starlight, hope to see the witch tonight. Moonlight, starlight, hope to see the witch tonight. How fondly I remember the hot summer evenings laden with the settling aromas of golden, full-bodied, yeasty wheat chaff, the rich green and so sweet corn with vibrant splashes of silky tinsel, the musky, burgundy clover fields. Every … Continue reading Moonlight, Starlight
7 habits of compassionate people Meditate Listen Move Imagine Forgive Learn Reach out Do I even want to be compassionate? What if I just want to be a stinker and stew in my own juices? Why do others have to act that way? Why do they have to do that? What if? What if I … Continue reading 7 habits of compassionate people
Do you remember you need to take a left on Dodge Street? Do you realize you need to be in the left lane? Do you know your turn is in a couple of blocks? Well, I didn’t want to say you were missing your turn because you always get mad at me if I tell … Continue reading Don’t Mother Me
It was 9:33pm and thankfully both our cats were safely inside, lounging on our bed. There was a horrendous ruckus outside the bedroom window that sounded like howling, yipping and screaming as it finally faded to the distance. It is almost a full moon, maybe that has something to do with the nocturnal escapades. And … Continue reading The Musical Cats night happened as a result of a terrifying act.
I had to buy a new mouse today. What was wrong with the old one you say? I don’t know if it was dust bunnies or crumbs in the head, But I was ready to throw the old one under the bed. I don’t want my frustration to make me cry, I like things to … Continue reading New Mouse
Sally and Johnny went for a walk down the long country road. Her hand in his and his hand in hers. The sun was shining bright as the two made their way towards the creek. Two lanes were well worn from the tractors that had been working all summer making the silt fine as powdered … Continue reading Life scenarios