graduation day

I graduated high school thirty years ago next week….May 30, 1986. My daughter graduates high school today, May 26, 2016. I’ve always found our thirty year age difference interesting and it’s made it easy to remember exactly how old she is [or in reality, how old I am]. She’s my second and final offspring to … More graduation day

love

My views could be construed as a bit jaded, due to past experience. Oh, and there’s also the fact I can be somewhat judgmental regarding others so-called love stories, which I often interpret as longing for validation as opposed to actual love….as in Johnny and June love. I hope you’re familiar with that term….Johnny and June … More love

I found myself

I found myself pleased with a realization.  As I left the cathedral yesterday morning, the place I’ve been worshiping these last few months, I found myself to be happy.  While I realize one should, under good and normal circumstances leave one’s place of worship in a cheerful mood, I have had a dark shadow fall … More I found myself

brisk

This is the harshest January I remember.  It’s beyond cold outside.  The ground is covered in snow.  Navigating the streets is not easy.   More harsh weather is forecasted. Like the outdoor elements, I am cold myself.  Figuratively freezing inside, like a brisk wind is blowing through my mind.  Frazzled, feeling like something fragile that’s … More brisk

would you?

Marriage is so many things. Commitment. Love. Growth, family, friendship. I’ve pondered my marriage and marriage in general quite a lot, as of late. I’ve decided [completely on my own] the ultimate test of marriage is asking oneself this question: Knowing everything I know today, would I go back and marry this person again? Gosh, … More would you?

said something stupid

Yesterday morning I said something stupid to my husband.  Something I apologized for before he left for work.  Yet I realize  though an apology is accepted, the thought has been vocalized.  Feelings have been exposed. Grace, she comes with a heavy load Memories, they can’t be erased Like a pill I swallow, he makes me … More said something stupid