The Sunday Post: 100 Days of Gratitude

Originally posted on Front Porches and Candlelight:
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…

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…

The Sunday Post: The Bright Side

I awoke this morning to the ping of a message on my phone letting me know the power was out in my neighborhood and was most likely out in my condo. I guess if I’d been awake I would have figured that out for myself already, but after a quick check to my bedside lamp,…

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…

Music Fridays: Are you gonna be my girl

Last night I was packing up a few items to drop off at the local Goodwill this weekend and I picked up one of the items I’m still undecided as to what to do with it. It’s an old cell phone, the last LG phone I had before I upgraded to an iPhone. Amazingly it…

The Sunday Post: 5 Things

A recent #Bloganuary prompt was to list five things I’m grateful for today. Unless you’re a new reader on this blog, you know that this is a topic I’ve written about quite a bit in the last year and a half, so this is not a hard topic and one I find easy to write…

After Life

Last night I found myself surrounded by paper and crying in front of my television. I wasn’t crying about the mess (although a few things I found among the mess would have made me cry a year ago). I’d created this mess while trying to do some filing to prepare for tax time, which led…

Bells

We went for a walk on Christmas Day The sun felt warm on my skin but a cool breeze reminded me it wasn’t quite mid-winter Bells above my head rang out with hope, potential, and anticipation I craned my neck to seek them out, searching in the trees Fighting the tendency to walk head-down, looking…

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…