I dedicate this post to my ex-husbands. Yes, really. You’ll read why in a minute or two. When I began to collect all the entries in my gratitude journal for 2021 I knew that there would be many things repeated from day to day. It would be natural to have many repetitions. My friends and…
Category: The Sunday Post
The Sunday Post: Farewell to a Friend
Over the last couple of weeks I started watching “Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist.” Have you seen it? In this series the main character develops the ability to hear people’s innermost thoughts in the form of song. She is the only one who can hear them and big musical numbers happen all around her constantly. If you…
The Sunday Post: Making Memories
I’m sitting here smiling in my little nest as I write this. I’ll get to why in a minute. It’s been a lazy day today but it feels good to do as close to nothing as possible. I’m working on laundry, watered my plants, and got on the yoga mat for a quick practice, but…
The Sunday Post: Cords of Attachment and Blessings in Disguise
It’s getting close to my self-imposed deadline for this week’s Sunday Post and I’m still not clear what I’m writing about. Hang in here with me while I figure it out. I had lofty goals for today that included making a new spring recipe with homemade gnocchi. I even thought about baking, maybe taking another…
The Sunday Post: Springing to Life
I’ve been using the hashtag #springiscoming in my Instagram stories and my daughter corrected me this week by saying that summer is coming. She’s lived here longer and this is my first spring in South Carolina so she might be right. Maybe spring only lasted a couple days and we’re about to start the summer…
The Sunday Post: Breathing it All In
It’s been a good week, mostly. I had a rough day earlier this week, missing my dad. I’m not sure how to explain it but the timing of everything that happened last year made it even harder than it would have been to deal with it. Because he passed away just days after finding out…
The Sunday Post: Grounded
Over the last few days I’ve received a few suggestions for what to do with the items that were causing me (and Jenny) pain or bringing back memories that I would rather set aside for now. Someone suggested I take a seam ripper to the blanket and remove the embroidery. I also got a suggestion…
The Sunday Post: Tiptoe
I went for a walk this afternoon on the Swamp Rabbit Trail. The trail took us through Falls Park in downtown Greenville and because it was such a beautiful day many others were out too. They were on bikes, skates, skateboards, walking their dogs, and I noticed at least one couple just relaxing on a…
The Sunday Post: A Poem on Valentine’s Day
Like Riding a Bicycle I had a dream last night that I was on a bicycle. This was odd really, and almost seems impossible. You see, I’ve never, ever, ridden a bike. Though, according to my baby book, I did have a trike. My mother wrote that my legs weren’t quite long enough so maybe…
