Life happens, begins a popular commercial. And indeed, it does. For some, life is happening too intensely, too gravelly to travel the road unaided. That’s me. I am leaning on all of my resources as I pick my way along this particular and oftentimes difficult road. But it is not without it’s laughter, too. Just the other night as I was struggling with something simple, my hubby got tickled about my attempt and began chuckling, and when I asked him what was so funny, he burst out laughing. That man laughed until tears of mirth appeared. I do not remember
On reducing stuffitis: “Immaculate and modest living are the planes on which we can rise over our established life and its temporary existence.” KIM SMITH It has been quite a while since I posted about my lifestyle reboot. It’s because it has been put on hold for some time. First, winter prevented my getting much done, and then my hubby’s illness took front stage. But that desire to turn this bird (that I call life) around has recently begun to plague me once again. Why, you ask? Well, it’s simple really. A basic minimum of belongings is freeing. I once
“You don’t start out writing good stuff. You start out writing crap and thinking it’s good stuff, and then gradually you get better at it. That’s why I say one of the most valuable traits is persistence.” — Octavia Butler Criticism – even the most innocent kind can be something that will crush the spirit of a tender individual, someone not strong in their self-esteem. Please be kind to one another. There is no greater gift than that of being kind and generous and good to each other as humans. Hey, we are all we got, right?
It’s July Fifth, feels a lot like Monday, and hot out. The air is a sticky gray, and I somehow made it to work. I can’t even remember dressing in the bathroom. I swore when I left my house that I was going to be careful because driving while barely awake is dangerous. With the days’s food piled in my lunchbag, I walked inside the building. It was hopeless, and I was in sandals. The elevator was too empty to bear, never mind keep awake in; I didn’t even have head space because of sleep deprivation… I leaned against the
Never a dull moment… This is a post about my recent life and it may depress you if you are living it with me, so it comes with a little disclaimer *THIS IS MY LIFE-MAYBE YOURS IS WORSE* there…now you may continue… NEVER A DULL MOMENT INDEED That is a very apt description of our life, especially these days. Yesterday, as my hubby was being lifted to his feet to move from bed to wheelchair, he passed out. My son was so frightened that he called 9-1-1 to get an ambulance coming to the house. Of