Please tell me that I'm not the only one feeling disjointed these days? As a human race, we're all working hard to find ways to stay connected with our loved ones, or friends, or people in general. While we stay physically distant from each other. I'm missing not only seeing my kids but our family… Continue reading Disjointed thoughts about family gatherings
Deep thoughts drive me to simplicity
Should I be ashamed? Nah, I'm positive that we're not the only empty-nesting family that isn't struggling with social distancing. Some of us folks don't mind simple moments alone with our thoughts. Occasionally, I let the thoughts drift in that ruffle my feathers. For the most part, Mr. and I are enjoying hanging out with… Continue reading Deep thoughts drive me to simplicity
Cross my heart, hope to die, the dust will settle
Beside me, on my desk is my 2-year calendar planner. And a picture of our teahouse that my daughter painted for me. She did a great job, didn't she? That was just a year ago, man, how time flies as the dust of another season settles. Soon the ground will turn green and flowers will… Continue reading Cross my heart, hope to die, the dust will settle
How I broke my blogging break
A long time ago, back when I started blogging, I read a 'what not to write about on your blog' post written by someone else. The blogger said you shouldn't apologize or even indicate that you'd been away from your blog in a post when you come back from a break in blogging. No matter… Continue reading How I broke my blogging break
A reflective pause to my blog project
All the projects on my desk this past Monday were off to their normal rat race pace. I love a challenge, most days, that is. I attacked the papers, scrambling so all disappeared. By waving my hand across the desk, a dot or two here of extra devotion to keeping my mind from racing on… Continue reading A reflective pause to my blog project
A treasure hunt of empty nest memories
Yesterday, as I cleaned disgusting things, in a rental property we own, I thought about how much I miss a couple former renters, not the one that left this mess. I know - disgusting right? Memo to any mom out there raising young boys, it's okay to teach them to wipe up after themselves or… Continue reading A treasure hunt of empty nest memories