Tag Archives: caring
Day350; Footnotes; We’re Coming Kentucky, We’ll be Bringing More Supplies Soon
When you get answers. I was so frustrated yesterday. I was seeing so many people bringing in so many donations for the Jeep group to take to Kentucky. I had nothing. I felt as if I were letting the group … Continue reading
November Tenth; The Love of a Son
He felt guilty. “Get job you bum!” Those were the words right out of my son’s mouth when I was asking if he had transferred any money over to help with groceries. He always does, I simply hadn’t checked first. … Continue reading
Day 300; Footnotes of What Do I Fear…Human…
Monsters As a youth, due to a ‘joke’ played on me by a friend, I developed a fear of the dark. Actually, it was a fear of going to sleep, terrified that I would not wake up. Many years later … Continue reading
April Twenty-Third, Understanding Compassion
There is a woodpecker on the tree in the front yard, just outside the door. It has been visiting that tree for the last three days. Pounding on a dead limb that I would really love to have cut down. … Continue reading
February Twenty-second; Why Should I Care?
Here I sit, staring out the window at yet another rainy day. The cloud cover appearing to be a heavy blanket ready to rip apart and allow a deluge to rain down upon us. The lack of sunlight giving the … Continue reading
February Third; Considering Sharing Warmth
I wonder why February 14th, a month in the middle of winter here, was chosen to be the day of recognizing love, a warm emotion? Ask and ye shall receive: https://www.almanac.com/content/when-valentines-day-quotes-history While I did know part of that, portions were … Continue reading
February Second, Thinking of Tenderness in a New Way
Ground hog day, in a sense, hasn’t every day for the last year been ground hog’s day? Just as in the movie, we face the same over and over again? The same arguments, the same battles, the same fears? Yesterday, … Continue reading
December Fourteenth; If I Could Give a Gift
It would be one that fits like a…glove. I’m sitting here in my usual spot, cup of coffee handy, listening to the rain falling outside and staring at a blank screen. This is an every morning occurrence. I stare at … Continue reading
December Ninth; If I Could Give a Gift
I’m sitting here with my coffee looking out the window at a very overcast day. I know what the temperature is, so I know its cold, but even without anything frozen, it just looks cold out there.The trees are all … Continue reading
December Seventh; If I Could Give a Gift
Currently as I look out my windows, I see both front and back yards covered in a blanket of leaves. We started a couple times to clear the front yard but in the end have just left it. The sky … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 