What has been will be again
What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun. *
I blog about my experiences.
I reveal my fears.
I share my happiness, my sorrows and my insights.
My concerns are nothing new to mankind. Continue reading “Thoughts on Blogging”
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A man and a woman are in a “second time around” relationship.
Both bring baggage, hurt, and trepidation into the mix.
Things are going really, really well.
Continue reading “Why She Wanted to Kill Him…”
Library Shelves ~Photo http://www.pexels.com/Janko Ferlic
“Today, 70 years later, you have the feeling for the first time that history could repeat itself. That that’s not out of the question.”
RALF TEEPE, a civil servant who joined the owner of his local bookstore in protesting a neo-Nazi march in Berlin’s old Jewish quarter. (Quotation from the New York Times, Monday, April 9, 2018.)
Continue reading “Where they burn books, they will also ultimately burn people*”
Age is merely the number of years the world has been enjoying you!
I can’t remember where I found this little quote.
I placed it on my kitchen counter and look at it occasionally.
It makes me smile.
I like this view of aging.
Continue reading “Age is merely…”
Barnes and Miriam were a senior couple who lived together for several years but were not married. It was really sweet to see them together. Their devotion and enjoyment of each of other’s company was clearly evident.
Continue reading “A Love Story”
The holiday parties are in full swing.
Families and friends are coming and going.
It’s a wonderful time to celebrate.
It’s a wonderful time to remember those who are alone.
It’s a wonderful time to remember the disenfranchised and the marginalized.
It’s a wonderful time to remember the true meaning of Christmas.
Christmas Scene at the Pittock Mansion, Portland, Oregon ~Photo Lori Greer
This brought a smile to my face and those of the women who were standing nearby.
~Photo Lori Greer~
Reporting directly to you from the trenches of my son’s home where I am embedded taking care of my 14-month old granddaughter while her parents travel to doctors’ appointments in Birmingham.
I admit that I made a lot of mistakes today. I could make excuses but let’s leave it that I learned some valuable life lessons.
Continue reading “Mea Culpa*—all day long!”
I have kept a diary since I was a little girl.
One of my crushing moments was when my older brother found it and read it aloud to his friends. We were all kids. I was furious then.
Now I smile at the memory. How I wish I still had those diaries with their locks and keys and childhood scribbling!
Continue reading “Blogging as Therapy”
Did your Mom ever scold you about leaving things to the last minute? Mine did, but the lesson never stuck.
I remember a childhood story about a boy who always waited until Sunday night to do his homework. Imagine the upset when his friends decided to go to the movies one Sunday night and he couldn’t join them because his homework assignments were waiting for him in his backpack.
That’s how I feel about my upcoming trip to France. Did I say France? Oui!
Continue reading “Paris? Oui!”