Tag Archives: memory
Day 257; Footnotes of Crash, Bang, Duck
If I were a cat. I would have lost about three in the very least two, of my nine lives today. I heard the crash, I went running and thankfully no one was hurt. Shook up, shaking, upset, but not … Continue reading
September Fourth; When the Missing, is Not a Thing but..
Someone Even though I had lost people in my life prior, it took losing my husband for the real understanding to sink in. I loved my grandparents deeply. Our maternal grandparents played a large part in our life growing up. … Continue reading
Happy Birthday my Brother I Miss You
Today, my brother, is your birthday. Are birthdays celebrated in Heaven? Or do you celebrate your day of arrival home? Maybe both. I wonder, if you have any idea how badly you are missed? I know you would be so … Continue reading
July Eighth; Memory Lane 2- I do Miss You My Love
I vividly remember that day, sitting alone in the break room of the new job I had started. I hadn’t made any friends there yet, in the end, I never would. Except for you. I don’t know what you saw … Continue reading
June Twentieth; Thanks is Not Nearly Enough
How do you express in mere words, thoughts of a life time? How do I sit here as an adult looking back across time and in all honesty and appreciation, say thank you? Can mere words express in any form … Continue reading
June Sixth; Would Have Been
He Would have been sixty-eight today. He would have been well into his retirement and annoying the hound out of me.Instead, he is celebrating that birthday in Heaven. What I have, are memories and the thoughts of what could have … Continue reading
May Nineteenth; That Old Shop, Full of Memories and Lessons
Just within the edge of the woods behind what is now my parent’s home, is an old building. Part of it is falling in due to age and neglect. I haven’t been inside this building in years, but once upon … Continue reading
Day 137; Footnotes of I Scared Your Deer
I’m still trying to make no less than ten thousand steps a day. That is much easier to accomplish when I hike the mountain at the near by state park. With the gas mess the way it is, I’m trying … Continue reading
March 4; Countdown to That Day
I went back to the mountain today. Bella was just as excited about going and even remembered better about the way to act up there. I didn’t have any problems with her yesterday, but today she was moving out of … Continue reading
Count Down to That Day
Today is the first, I am six days away from that four year anniversary of his death. How, could it possibly have been four years already? It doesn’t seem as if it has been that long, and then again, it … Continue reading
