At some point in the last few days I took a drive and, as I always do, I was blasting my music with the windows down, only instead of one of my playlists, my iTunes radio station was playing. Most of the songs are, of course, songs I own or have downloaded, but on occasion … Continue reading “Red Rubber Ball” ~ Sound of My Day
Butterflies have always symbolized something beautiful to humanity throughout history and culture. The metamorphosis that moths and butterflies undergo has seemed to be one of the most magical and mysterious things witnessed in nature. What looks like a small worm, a caterpillar that may crawl along a twig or leaf or that may crawl through … Continue reading Butterfly Kiss
The other day I started and actually almost finished a post saying farewell to WordPress. I have had a difficult time finding the words to say what I think and feel recently, that much has been obvious by my writing habits of late, but more than that, I was feeling unsafe and uncertain. I am … Continue reading It Was Almost The End…
This is me 10 years ago. Yesterday was 2.5 years since that left foot was cut off along with that ankle and part of my calf. When I saw this picture, I cried an honest to goodness cry about it, too, for probably the first time ever. It was the kind where you could swear … Continue reading What A Decade of Loss Taught Me
We all have those times in life where struggles pile on top of struggles, bad on top of bad, setbacks on top of setbacks. When this happens, we oftentimes declare that we will never give up and never surrender yet there always comes a point where we feel that we can go on no longer. … Continue reading “Don’t Quit” ~ John Greenleaf Whittier: Classics
Two years ago, I wrote a little piece about how lovely it is to let dead things go. It was late October and the weather at the foot of the Rockies had turned cold, wet, and windy. I’d been married to and living with a man who had, at first, seemed to be everything good … Continue reading Lovely Death
I never gave a thought to a midlife crisis being an actual thing until I found myself firmly in the throes of what certainly fits the bill and feeling rather like a ship lost at sea… Rudderless, with no sail or motor to drive me forward from the tempest, occasionally finding myself skirting the edges … Continue reading “The Alchemist” ⁂ Modern Classics
