Gosh, I would love to hug these little creatures and enjoy a warm embrace in return.
Cold metal. Brrr.
Social isolation is terrible. I see my friends on social media or from a safe distance.
I can’t give them a hug or sit beside them at lunch. Continue reading “Open arms…”
“A beautiful day in the neighborhood” to quote Mr. Rogers.
It is good for the soul and body to venture out.
Let’s all hang in there “together” as best we can to care for one another and especially those most vulnerable during these trying times.
Italy has been on my shortlist of places to since my return from Europe in 2016.
Not in 2017, my daughter-in-law was diagnosed with Stage 4 cancer a few months after giving birth to her first child.
Not in 2018, she was still fighting and I was caring for her and her baby.
Not in 2019, she was still fighting and I was caring for her and her toddler.
She died in late 2019. Continue reading “An Optimist!”
I am trying to make every meal an “event” even if I am eating alone.
On second thought, especially if I am eating alone. Continue reading “Because I’m worth it”
I am not sure what this means on the tag of a car I pass on my walk.
In my mind, I hear a husband saying to his wife, “Ok, love” whatever you want.
I don’t know if he is exasperated and defeated. Or, is he expressing his devotion?
I will never know. Continue reading “OK LOVE”
I buy cardamon in bulk from one of my favorite stores, New Seasons.
I love the fragrance and taste.
Running low, I added it to my grocery list.
Without thinking, I put a few large scoops in a plastic bag.
When I weighed it and saw the price, I was shocked.
It’s almost $50 per pound. Continue reading “Sticker Shock”
Be pretty if you can, witty if you must, but be gracious if it kills you. Elsie de Wolfe
Elsie de Wolfe lived and died a long time ago.
Her words are timeless. Continue reading “But be gracious”
I have not wanted to write this post.
Writing the words would make it true.
There is no escaping that my sweet Ginny is gone.
Eight days after my post Loving an old dog she collapsed and died.
Probably a heart attack. Possibly a stroke.
It doesn’t matter. She is gone.
My sweet Ginny
She was always with me patiently waiting in the car while I ran errands, going on walks, strolling though Home Depot, sunning herself on the patio and, in the last few months, sleeping by the fire.
I miss that sweet face, that wagging tail, her big head resting in my lap.
I miss hugging her and talking to her.
I miss taking care of her.
I miss her.
I slept in on the first day of the New Year.
That is, until 6:30.
Usually I am up by 5:30 to read and relax by the fire on wintry days.
I headed downstairs to start my day. I turned on the gas fireplace.
As I was settling in with my book and coffee I realized my dog Ginny was missing. Continue reading “Loving an old dog…”
As I was walking out the door this morning for an 8:30 appointment, my phone rang.
It was my 3-year old granddaughter calling for a video chat.
Of course I took the call. I was prepared to be late or miss my appointment.
A minute later her sweet little face popped up on my screen. Continue reading “Little Girl in Distress”