Tag Archives: journey
April Seventh; Considering Jealousy
Even as I sit here, enjoying my morning, enjoying this gift of time, if I were to be honest, I am slightly jealous. Depending on the subject determines the levels of jealousy. Even as I know, this is a wasted … Continue reading
March Sixteenth; Awakening
I’m sitting here listening to the rain that began falling long before I awoke. In the earlier conversation with my mother she told me that it was raining heavily when she awoke at 4AM. Once upon a time, in a … Continue reading
March Eighth; Sight or insight
According to one of the many weather sites, there is supposed to be a warming trend this week. I’m ready. I need more outside time. I need to be able to open the windows and let the warm breeze inside … Continue reading
February Nineteenth; Leaning
The sun keeps attempting to come out from behind the clouds, I’ve fed the feral cats, I’ve spoken with mom and I’m on my fourth (?) cup of coffee. I have a cursor blinking and a blank screen waiting. What, … Continue reading
Day Forty-eight; Footnotes of Preparing for What May Come
The warnings keep coming. Rain, sleet and freezing rain are supposedly headed this way. While we do deal with a little more of the freezing / frozen stuff than Texas, we still don’t deal with a lot. It rarely snows … Continue reading
Seeking that Mountain Top
This, from my blog this morning, is wrong: “Today should have been mine and my husband’s thirty-sixth wedding anniversary. It isn’t though because he died almost four years ago. The journey since that time, has not been easy. I have … Continue reading
January Twenty-sixth; A New Mountaintop
Awakened some time in the early hours of the morning, I listened as the thunder rumbled angrily and the rain pounded down. I struggled to come fully awake so I could take the necessary actions. The bed was nice and … Continue reading
January Twenty-Second; New Days
But isn’t each day new? Yes, they are. A brand new page waiting. So…….. what’s this about new days? Like so many other people, there are things in my past that could drag me down, hold me back. I can … Continue reading Continue reading
January Twentieth; A New Vision
My usual spot, my regular routine. Sitting here with a cup of coffee, watching the sun rise above the trees. The feral cats are out back. One having become courageous enough to play in those leaves I have yet to … Continue reading
January Nineteenth; A New Trail, Mine and Yours
After my husband died and I began to face the reality that life had really, seriously, sadly changed, I knew I was going to need to adjust. I was facing a new trail. (At the time I called it my … Continue reading
