If I had access to a time machine, where and when would I go?

  If I could, I would go back in time as I certainly wouldn’t go forward. With all sorts of technology whirling and swirling and twirling, opinions about everything flying by at warp speed, and our natural resources being used up at an astounding pace - no thank you. I think about our forefathers looking … Continue reading If I had access to a time machine, where and when would I go?

In light of recent attacks on religious structures…

Sad. I just feel sad. I don’t know if religion is supposed to make people feel happy. Growing up in a parochial school, I was taught about the joy of the Lord, rejoicing, and the peace that passes all understanding, etc. I also know there has always been turmoil. Jesus tossed the money changers out … Continue reading In light of recent attacks on religious structures…

Sometimes a little break is all I need

  I love to read. I grew up as number six, of the seven children my parents had. If I wanted to be heard, I had to make my presence known. If I wanted to be seen, I had to do something noteworthy. And if I just wanted solace, I would pick up a book. … Continue reading Sometimes a little break is all I need

Time to heal

  I do not know at what velocity I hit the post with my head. Alongside the stars, I saw the cus words flying in front of my vision. They also spewed out of my mouth. Interesting how pain causes nano-second responses. Living with someone with PTSD, I never know when or where or how … Continue reading Time to heal

No, I didn’t go back for sauerkraut

  That is what my husband told the grocery clerk anyway, but that isn’t what I said… at all. I did go back to look for a shower cap just before making our way to the checkout, while my husband stated he would continue to the front of the store. I found him and the … Continue reading No, I didn’t go back for sauerkraut

Communication and expectations

  Unspoken expectations. Yup, that is what it is. I clearly know in my mind, pillowcases should be folded just so. First in half, then in half again, then in half the last time, but the opposite direction with the open edge being on the outside. This way when I stack them, I can easily … Continue reading Communication and expectations

Veteran’s Administration

My husband said he never wanted to have anything to do with the Veterans Administration. He watched his father die at the VA hospital. When he came home from Vietnam, he walked into the hospital, saw other veterans with missing limbs and just knew that he was better off than most and was convinced they … Continue reading Veteran’s Administration