Tag Archives: struggles
Facing the Unknown
What do you do, when you don’t know what to do? How do you face, the unknown? Currently there is a storm approaching. The weather prognosticators on television have warned that it is bad, there have been a lot … Continue reading
Day 193; Footnotes of For Every Dark Cloud
The good news is that it took the financial guy all of thirty seconds to figure out what was going on. He had filed my taxes before the president had signed that bill or what ever, not taxing ten thousand, … Continue reading
Day 165; Footnotes of Making That Difference
Tis the season… Earlier today I looked down to see an ant walking across my desk. For some reason I simply watched it walk along until it disappeared . A few moments later, it came walking along again, following that … Continue reading
May Fifteenth; The Armed Forces We Build
I’m sitting here watching one of the not so stray cats stare at me through the window. I wonder what they are thinking when they do that. I can be sitting here like now, enjoying my coffee, scrolling down through … 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 Fourteenth; New Goals from Scribbles and Scraps
Sitting here staring out the window at the dull, bareness of Winter. The sky is that dull, grey, overcast blanket that is doing nothing to cheer me. Even the birds are quiet this morning. If only the sun would come … Continue reading
January Fifth; Seeking a New Strength
After finally watching the closing credits to the year that shall not be named, we are still seeking the proper ending. The antagonist(s) of the movie have still not been fully dealt with so we battle onward. We seek a … Continue reading
Day 366; Footnotes of emotions
Right before Christmas I put new batteries in six candles. Only one is left working. I had a couple strands of solar lights that I brought inside today. When they came on earlier, one only worked a few moments, … Continue reading
December Sixteenth; If I Could Give a Gift
I’m sitting here listening to the rain falling outside. Thankful that it wasn’t anything frozen even as I know others were hoping for snow. The sky is a soft grey, reminding me of a fleece blanket I own. The trees … Continue reading
Day 320; Footnotes of The Problem With Opened Doors
In the process of responding to a writer’s challenge, Blogophilia’s What’s behind the door, I opened a door. I knew I would, so what it brought about was not surprising. What was surprising was how I reacted. It has been … Continue reading
