Cranky, Crabby People

Ok, I’ve had a little backlash over a post I did on Internet Dating.  You can find it HERE.    Geeeze!  You just can’t say anything anymore without someone getting their panties in a bunch!  I KNOW that women are just as bad as men are out there.  I even state that in the first paragraph of the post.  If it looks like I took a female point of view on this, well damn!  I’M FEMALE!

I tried to make this post light-hearted and humorous.  If something like this gets you all shook up, you’ve got bigger problems than just finding a date!

If you leave me nasty comments, you are wasting your time because they will not be seen.  They will be swiftly deleted! 

Happy Wednesday My Friends!  🙂  Penny

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Beloved Oregon

June 15th, I leave.  It’s settled.  Tickets are bought, car is rented, plans are made.  I’M GOING TO OREGON!

For those of you that know me or have followed my blog for some time, you know that I’m from Oregon.  I moved to Texas in 2011.  Texas has been good to me.  Don’t get me wrong.  I love my life and I’m glad that I’m here.  But Oregon is HOME.

It’s been Way Too Long since I’ve been up.  I’m going to be seeing my oldest brother and my BFF.  I’m so excited! I’ve got a while to wait.  But the Countdown has already started!  🙂

One of the things that I miss the most about Oregon is the Natural Beauty.  The picture above was taken at Salt Creek Falls in Southern Oregon.  It’s a corner of the state where with every corner you turn, you are seeing Picture Perfect scenery.  It’s truly a Paradise feast for the eyes.

Do yourself a favor and Google the Umpqua River.  You will see beauty so amazing, that you will think that it cannot possibly be real.  But it is.

Can’t wait!

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson

 

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Shattered

My heart shattered into a million pieces.  A cliche’, I know.  But let me explain why I describe it this way.  I look at the cracks and count them one by one.  This one taught me this, that one taught me something else.  The one over there; bitter sweet memories.  Lessons learned.  Just another path in the road of life.  They twist and turn, sometimes backtracking.  Some intertwine.  I suspect, this one is where my heart and my head were at war.  I think that tiny one, almost too faint to see, is my First heartache.  Each crack, a spot where I let in the love, or an escape from the ravages of war.  Every one painful; but I wouldn’t trade them for anything.  The cracks and fissures are part of me.  They have molded me into the woman I am today.  Yes, I’ll keep my shattered heart.  I’ve grown quite fond of it.

Copyright (C) 2018 Penny Wilson 

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Wounded… — My Sword and Shield….

Please read this exceptional piece written by my new friend over at My Sword My Shield. His blog is a delight!  Be sure to visit!

I see you, Warrioress, even though the broken pieces of my heart won’t let me look into your blue eyes again I promise you I see you You, who are a slayer of dragons You, who has seen the sky fall You, who has spoken with the things that only whisper to me in the […]

via Wounded… — My Sword and Shield….

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What Remains

You pulled away the masks, and I showed my true self.  It’s an image you adore.  You like the sass and the fight inside me.  You cheer whenever it’s brought to the surface.

Eventually, I threw away the masks.

But what remains?

You chipped away at the shields I had carried.  I thought they would keep me safe.  You told me I didn’t need them, and the shields were cast aside.

The walls were brought down too.  Brick by brick they fell away.

The dark corner that I had always retreated to for safety was now bathed in a glorious light.

What Remains?

What remains is a strong, confidant woman.  I no longer hide in the shadows.  I can now appreciate the fight and the sass in me.  I use it with abandon!  I stand proudly in the light and take what is rightfully mine.

I like who I am.

I am free.

I am enough.

Copyright © 2018 Penny Wilson

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Seasons

*Some people come into our lives for a reason, some only for a season.

You came into my life in the Spring.

A New Beginning as we explored each other.

Love bloomed.

Summer found us in the heat.  Our love a flame; scorching

fanned by lust.

Fall quieted and cooled our passions.

There was a void; unspoken but there.

Winter froze our hearts.

By then the seasons had run their course.

We looked at the coming Spring for Love Anew.

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A Talk With Mom

Hi Mom.  Happy Mother’s Day.  I miss you.  This is a pretty setting.  I’m glad you have a place away from the road.

I wish that I could talk to you.  There are so many things I would share with you!

Dave & Bruce seem to be doing ok.  Dave has found a woman that he really loves.  They’ve been together for several years now.  Bruce & Janette have carved out a nice life for themselves.  They have a nice home; I think you would like it.  It’s in a beautiful area.

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