There are reasons for WHAT I do. I write because I feel I am.. a Writer. But WHY I walk towards that life is very different. (This post includes affiliate links. Should you click an affiliate link and make a purchase I may make a small commission at no extra cost to you.) “When you know your ‘Why’, your ‘What’ has more impact, because you’re walking in or towards your… Read More »Why I Write
This post contains affiliate links that I make a small commission on with no added fee to your purchase. I knew something was different that day. I wasn’t sure what it was, perhaps the weather was about to change again, perhaps there would be snow. Yes, that would be a welcome change from this hot and sticky air. All day I went to the window and looked out and waited… Read More »Perhaps today will snow
“What’s the worst thing that can happen to you with this disease?” she asked me on our first meeting?
Looking back, she was asking a different question. She honestly had no idea what Lyme disease was and was asking for clarification. But I heard the one I needed to hear. I heard a challenge.
There have been times that I truly wish could have lingered on a little longer. Moments when I knew this was one of the best moments of my life and I wanted to hold on to them. Sometimes in daydreams I go back in time, trying to feel that specialness again. They sit on the protected shelves in the halls of my memories and from time to time I take… Read More »Let it Linger
I wrote this a few years ago after my best friend and “brother” died. I just didn’t know how I was going to get through this horrible feeling called grief. I took to writing as a way of getting all of those emotions out of my head and setting them free. What I learned was that there are so many people out there trying to figure out how to cope… Read More »Tuesday
I loved passing by her bedroom in the mornings, she was always immersed in a magical world of her own creating. Her friends would be ready for tea, packed for a vacation, or settled down for a story time, just where she placed them. Silly bear, quacking duck, and baby Ben the weird baby doll that had been given to her by the neighbor child across the street, all were… Read More »Teaparties
She loved hummingbirds. We always had feeders filled with sugar water tinted ruby red for her little friends. My Gram would point them out, knew them all by their colors and personalities. I always loved the blue and green ones the best. Sitting on the front porch in our rocking chairs, she’d sip her iced tea and watch the little guys come buzzing up to the feeders. She had two… Read More »Hummingbirds
Dear You Know Who You are,
I forgive you for dying and leaving me here in this world without a clue as to how I am going to be able to get through a whole day without seeing something that reminds me of you and missing you even more.