I switched bookshelves and in swapping the books over, I came across a journal I started when my husband moved out the first time (2011 for those keeping score). I didn’t read the whole thing, but the entries I read seemed like something that happened to a person I knew …
I don’t know why I worry about getting old. One of my first jobs after high school was working in a retirement facility- mostly the skilled nursing level. That could be it. I am really close to my Grandparents and have watched them age and all but The Grandmas, pass …
I feel the time has come for a new post, but can’t think of anything that is ready for a whole post… And some things filling my mind, aren’t ready to be shared. So?? I’m just going to meander… There’s a fire in Gold Country right now. It’s bad. Grandma …
It is well established I love words. In person, I am a talker. And in the written form- well, I guess this blog would be Exhibit A. And, of course, The Roaring Redwoods (Amazon). So there you go. I love words. I liked writing from an early age, but- like …
Despite every song, epic novel, and Bible story you’ve been told, love is not enough. I am talking about love as a singular emotion. If we’re going to wrap all the qualities love encapsulates– as well as love itself– then we’re not on the same page. I have to say it …
Is there a word for the phenomena of something you’re thinking about and then you start seeing it everywhere? This would happen in Mrs. Pearson’s vocabulary class in high school. Some rather remote word we were learning would suddenly show up in everything I was reading. Before she introduced it, I …