Of course, the last week has also been full of scammer crap that I’ve become more creative in dealing with. Examples: sigh. You’d think, at 217 years old, I wouldn’t be surprised yet, but nope. Then there’s this guy who wants to be my slave: and another one…………
Wow, what a difference a month makes. Perhaps it’s a combination of the medications finally working properly, and time, but I feel better. I have even started dating! It sounds ridiculous even to me, but hey – as I said before, I don’t do alone. It’s been an interesting experience, and one I’ll probably goRead More …
I took this photo many years ago when we were still living in northern New Hampshire. I happened to notice the sunlight coming into our tiny bathroom window, and ran to get my camera. Balancing one foot on each side of the tub’s edge, I snapped this photo because the scene absolutely spoke to me.Read More …
My heart was recently – absolutely – shattered by someone I never expected to do it. One friend flat-out said “I don’t know how to help you” – another just didn’t answer the phone or texts. Telling someone who has lost someone – that it’s for the best, or that you are better off, orRead More …
The sheer amount of energy it takes to be HATED by someone is staggering. It consumes you. It’s what you think about when you wake up. It’s what is in the back of your mind when you’re washing dishes or cooking dinner. It’s forefront in your mind when you’re reading another diatribe. It pervades yourRead More …
I wrote before about time flying by. I remember when this tiny bundle was finally brought to me, after what felt like FOREVER. He was perfect. He was healthy, despite the fears to the contrary that sent us into the o.r. Now, technically he’s a man. He’s old enough to go fight for our country,Read More …
One of the neat things about this house is that all of the windowsills are fashioned out of what appears to be marble. They are thick slabs of marble that you know will support whatever you put on them. On the sill in the kitchen, the first thing I did was place a photo ofRead More …
I‘ve often heard of people describing how they can feel lonely in a crowd of people, and I feel the same way. Only I’m not in a crowd, just a few others in my house. My daughter knows I’m here, but I don’t think anyone else does.
Time is flying by me. I’m losing time to do stuff that I want to do before I’m too old to do it. I’m losing time with my kids. Time is life.
anger eats at life. it destroys memories, plans. it eats at your heart, and brain. anger eats at life.