July 4

It’s Independence Day here in the USA. It’s also a Monday so that means our weekend is a little longer than usual and those of us that like to sleep in got a little extra time with our pillows. However, at around 5:30 am this morning I woke up and remembered that my alarm would…

The Sunday Post: 100 Days of Gratitude

I found this post from a year ago while scrolling through some messages. I was thinking about where I was a year ago this week, remembering how I was feeling just a few days after taking my relationship with S to the next level, and just a few days before my solo vacation to Savannah….

The Sunday Post: Brunch

It’s the calm before the storm. That time soon before your guests arrive. You look in the fridge, wondering if you’ve forgotten something. (Like that time we left a whole tray of cocktail shrimp in there and only found it as we were putting things away.) The table is set, the oven’s warming up. You’re…

Music Fridays: Ready for a change

How’s your week been? I’m going to confess that it’s been a weirdly emotional one for me, and I can’t say with certainty that I understand why. It started out pretty good: Valentine’s flowers from S to start the weekend and then more roses from my son (along with his company) on Sunday made me…

We, Us, and Me

I don’t cry when I think about them The people who used to be we and us Haven’t in quite some time Every once in a while I see An old photograph and I’m tempted I wonder if I should try But then I remember The ball is on the other side Maybe one day…

Keys

Today I used part of my lunch break to walk around the neighborhood. I try to do this when I feel the need to stretch my legs and burn a few calories and the weather is nice. Sitting all day at my work computer is hard on my body. Maybe one day I will splurge…

Discovery

Last year someone broke my heart. I fell to my knees and cried bitter, lonely tears. I’d asked so many questions, struggling to understand. Suddenly it all made sense I filled pages and notebooks With feelings, frustrations, desires. Then I put my pen down and I looked around with renewed appreciation, for all was good….