I hope you will enjoy my friend Linda’s delightful story below. It will make you smile, I guarantee it!
Well over a decade ago all of our appliances died at once. Not all at once like at the very same minute, more like all at once in the very same month. One after the other, they all bit the dust. First, it was the fridge. It stopped fridging. Things that should be cold got […]
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My ex-husband could be rude & crude to the extreme. It’s One of the Many reasons that he’s the Ex-husband. He was also Very quick witted. One day his wit and timing was flawless…
Have you ever encountered that waitress, bank teller, sales clerk or other person that works in the public eye that just has a dead-pan look on their face? Like those sullen Creatures at Walmart that MIGHT utter a hello if you poke them real hard with a sharp stick? You know what I mean, we see them all the time, right?
Continue reading “Tell Your Face!”
I’ve written some dark things lately. I received a comment from someone about it that I found hurtful.
He said he couldn’t believe that he had spent time with someone that would even think such things.
There isn’t a person alive that doesn’t have dark thoughts. Those thoughts may not be a murder mystery plot, but there are still all kinds of dark thoughts.
Continue reading “Are You Immune?”
I found this amazing photo on Unsplash.com. Credit goes to a photographer that goes by “Vero Photoart”. She has a website that you can check out here: http://verophotoart.wixsite.com/photo
After recently having what I consider to be a milestone birthday, I’ve started to write about aging on a couple of different occasions. But those writings took directions that I was not happy with.
While looking for inspiration for my aging piece, I came across this photo. I keep going back to it and looking at it.
I wonder about the story behind the photo. Who is this guy and what’s his story? How old is he? I bet he’s not really that old. It looks like his hair is wet. His beard is neatly combed.
Look at his eyes. I see stories there.
It has made me so curious that I’ve written to the photographer and asked her about him. We’ll see if I get a response. I will keep you posted!
What do you think? What do you see in this photo?
This is my version of the A to Z challenge.
Meaning: To feel or express sympathy or compassion.
I lost a dear friend of mine a couple of years ago. I miss her terribly. You know, that type of friend that will let you whine and cry on their shoulder if need be and all the while commiserate with you.
I like to think that I was that kind of friend to her too.
On a Friday or Saturday evening, we would buy the adult beverage of our choice, sit around her fire pit watching the fire and solve all the world’s problems.
The pleasure here was very simple. Just the pleasure of another’s company and the freedom knowing that you can express yourself in any way you see fit. We both knew that those “gab fests” would stay strictly between us and go no further.
We also knew that neither of us would be judged by whatever words managed to slur their way out of our mouths. There were a few times, the next morning, I would shake my head, smiling at where the conversation had taken us.
The journey I was on with this woman was one of discovery. Having someone you can talk to this freely was liberating. I found myself realizing things about myself that I never knew before.
They say that the easiest person in the world to lie to is yourself. We’ve all done it.
There were many “aha” moments for both of us. Through this process, I think we both did some growing.
I miss this woman. She was a good friend.