To my broken tribe…Lost in sadness
“Why am I so sad,” she asked? This is to my broken tribe of loved ones, those I hold dear, those I sit with as they cry~with no answers but to offer a word of comfort. What do you say to the broken one who comes from years of emotional abuse? What do you say to the one who has been suddenly left without a trace of love? What do you say to her when her beloved dies, leaving them to pick up the pieces? How do you help someone that is… Read More
Look for the light
We can decide to be happy, make much out of little, embrace the warmth of our ordinary days. Life unfolds as a mystery; an enterprise whose outcome cannot be foretold. We do not get what we expect, We stumble on cracks, We are faced with imperfection. Bonds are tested and tightened, and our landscape shifts. In sunshine and in sadness, there is sunshine look for it. There is light look for it, There is light look for it, look for it! MichelleMarie
After all these year… Words fail me
How can I carve your name On the trunk of this tree? That will be here…after I can’t even write it With no one listening… Not even myself I whisper these words It’s all I can do Sometimes After all these years Look at me here Got this love song stuck in my throat… The weight of the world on my shoulders I can’t let go Words fail me None of this makes sense Except maybe to you I try to share… Words fail me I hate love songs You wonder why… Read More
Friends and time
Someone sent this to me this morning after thanking me for making time for them. I always make time for my friends. I have noticed though sometimes it’s not reciprocal with some that show up and I’m okay with that it’s just that maybe I won’t be free next time either. Life’s too short to wait around on someone to have time to talk to you. Just sayin’…I had this ah…ha moment today. I was just talking to my daughter about this the other day. I know these things, but sometimes it’s… Read More
Mom do you like my hair?
Alex came out of the bathroom and asked me if I liked her hair. It’s been so hot I decided not to straighten mine, I looked at her I said, “Hi Skip.” She said, OMG we look like Grammy.” Yep 😂 We were channeling Skip today. 😂😂 I’ve always looked like my Mom which I love. It’s so funny to me that Alex looks like me, like I look like my Mom. Here’s me without sunglasses and my hair curly. I don’t know why I thought that was funny but Alex sure… Read More
The Sunshine Blogger award-from Watt
Watt over at Piers of Beauty and Gaze nominated me for ✿The Sunshine Blogger award.✿ I hope I’m doing this right. ☺ Here are the questions Watt requested we answer: What is one thing that separates you from all your screw ups, almost immediately? My kindness and my laugh. I laugh very loud. I love to laugh and if you know me well you know I like to laugh at myself because I do some really goofy funny things. How much do you love people? Other people, people that you believe… Read More
For my dearest friend Paul…in Mona’s memory
Paul I’m so sorry about sweetest Mona. I love you my friend Paul. Thank you for always being with me and supporting me and I hope that I can support you in this time of true true loss. Much much love you ❤
Yesterday when I was young…Patricia Kaas
This is one of my Pa’s favorite songs originally sung by Roy Clark, new rendition by Patricia Kaas. I remember as a young girl watching my Pa listen to this song sitting on the back porch, he with sunglasses on. My Pa knew somehow I would feel like he felt like I feel today I remember chasing his words to find some semblance of him. I don’t feel like time and youth had run out but I feel wisdom of age has taught me to not be stupid and even if… Read More
Midnight Butterfly
Dark is her sky sometimes I watch her clatter around In the castle with round walls She makes not a sound How I wish, oh I wish For a little magic somewhere Then flown through her window A Midnight Butterfly so rare The moon it was blue It glistened the sky Midnight Butterfly kissed her Right on the eye From that day on she saw Nothing but gladness Rainbows and sunshine Midnight Butterflies are magical that way Oh how I wish…I miss her sometimes, no…Always 🦋
