I thought of writing today and opened this site to find that it was my anniversary…I started here six years ago, today. In the November, my favorite time of year and my favorite place. My home, my saving grace. To me it is just where I belong. It is gray and raining here today, as […]
Read more "If I Should Fall"Listen to piano music, and let it take you somewhere. I wanted to write tonight, but I don’t have much to say. I’ve been thinking a lot about time, because we have so little of it. It just gets away from me, and I hate that. I have things I want to do and things […]
Read more "Key Strokes"This morning, as we stood in the midnight air, we noticed a ring around the moon. “A moon ring,” my companion said. I was informed it happens when crystals in the sky catch light reflected from the moon. Light that has already been reflected from the sun. Recycled light, in a way. I don’t think […]
Read more "22° Halo"I have to get serious now. I have to walk straight into fear, as I have done before, but this time it seems so much more real. For this time, I have made myself responsible for broken feelings and the soul of someone I care so much about that I fear running the same course […]
Read more "All That There Was"I wrote “A Place For Things” as I was walking out the door. There was no time to add a picture and I just read through it once to see if I made any spelling errors. That’s one of the things I like about it though, it was quick and I did not have time […]
Read more "On Second Thought"I have a collection of books on my desk. They are a re-creation set, and when lined up in order on a shelf, the spines of the books create a wonderful illustration. I don’t have a shelf to put them on. I have a framed picture on the floor, leaning against a book case (that’s […]
Read more "A place for things"November once again, and as always it brings a certain darkness with it. This year is a little different, as the darkness was with me long before the month began. I have struggled with many things, but what I find most difficult is that I cannot seem to write the way I want to, or […]
Read more "Eleven Two"My grandmother wrote a book. It took her twenty years and she died far too soon after she had finished it, but she did finish it. She saw it published and read. I have read it several times, but it is a single sentence that stays with me. A line I have said to myself […]
Read more "Courage (and love)"A friend recently responded to a letter I wrote and included the most perfect quote, as if they knew what I needed to hear. I read it, understood it, heard it loud and clear but still I sit and am overwhelmed with how to embrace its meaning. How do I stop doing everything I […]
Read more "Five-thousand"I had to keep a journal for a class. I hated the assignment at first; I already kept my own journal and nothing among those pages was anything I was willing to write down on requirement. No one would be reading it, but still…I felt it was more of a burden than a release. But […]
Read more "“I Hate When Things Are Over”"
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