I didn’t want to get out of bed this morning. After pulling on my jeans, teeshirt and houseshoes, I poured a cup of coffee, wrapped up in a blanket on the couch and wished I could just read all day. “I don’t want to adult today,” I told the cat. He just crawled up onto… Continue reading Don’t Faint, Pray
A few weeks ago I read, “Rocket Boys: a Memoir” by Homer H. Hickam. It made me laugh, and it made me cry. It also made me ask myself, what kind of determination does it take to learn something difficult in order to achieve a dream? If I were failing algebra, would I want to… Continue reading We’ve Come A Long Way
Summertime is the perfect time to try something new. Don’t you think? It has always been that way for me, whether intended or not. I rode a jetski for the first time during the summer of 1989. That was the same year I went out of state to a church camp for children who are… Continue reading Time for Something New
Hungry mamas are dangerous creatures when they see posts on FB about cakes. Dear weather system bringing all this heat to WV, iff I had wanted Florida weather, I would have went to live there. I did laundry and dishes and set my 12 and 14 year old to sweeping and cleaning the bathroom. Goes… Continue reading A Little Bit Stir-crazy
Yesterday was the first day I wore a mask in public for any length of time. It made my face too warm, and it made me feel as if I should keep my mouth shut. LOL That was not the strangest part of it, though. As a person who is totally blind, I rely on… Continue reading Masks, Sheep, and the Lamb
I am sick and tired of fear. I’m tired of being afraid, and angry at fearmongers. The worst of it all is we are playing into their hands and allowing ourselves to be controlled by fear. What scares you? The Dark? Snakes? Latex balloons? The wearing of masks? Guns? Terrorists highjacking airplanes? When the World… Continue reading Are You Scared?
There is something special about sharing a hobbie with your child. Earlier this week my daughter picked up a pair of knitting needles, raided my yarn stash, pulled up a video on Youtube and taught herself to knit. A little while ago we searched through a box of knitting supplies that was given to me… Continue reading Come Away, My Love