I am happy to say, I was able to get back into my blogs here at WordPress, after a lengthy absence. I was unable to remember my sign in information for the longest time, but finally I was able to get back here!!! My sister blog, Out of the Gutter Art, has been languishing also, […]Read Post ›
I have been spinning my wheels today, trying for hours to get my blogs here on WordPress all straightened out. It is very difficult to keep settings and numbers straight in my head since I sustained that TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury) in a fall in 2013. Along with all the other physical and Mental challenges […]Read Post ›
Yes, I believe a storm IS coming. And I believe it is on the verge of changing everything around, on this whole earth. I am not the only one who believes this, but many people think the coming storm will hurt our beautiful planet home. I find so much comfort in the pages of God’s […]Read Post ›
A deep abiding sadness, wistfulness… like watching a deer in the meadow, at dusk just before that shot rings out. Beauty/ Pain/ heartbreak/ death Their young faces haunt me, these young men I have not met. How strange it all was to them: Surreal Landscape, Unreal Assignments- You must die taking this hill, then let […]Read Post ›
Strange days, these. People are acting wild, out of control. There is fear in their eyes, urgency in their speech. Anger in their hearts. I have been running away again, from storms, from memories, from emotions. Thankfully running towards God, who has taken me in, again. I am so grateful. I had a bad episode […]Read Post ›
I am fighting right now, and you already know what is after me…negativity. Depression. Self Pity. Pain. Sadness…boo, boo, bad, hiss, grrr, mumble, mumble…SIGH… I have been feeling worse than usual in my physical self, heavy, cumbersome(love that word), out of breath, and oh! SO SLEEPY. Mentally? Running With Scissors!!!! WHEEEEE!!! Paint, Paint, draw, sculpt, glue, […]Read Post ›
Whew, this is a toughie. Daddy died March 7,2016, and I know how you all have followed our journey. He was such an amazing man, and a great father(despite minor glitches, like most dads). But for me, he was my world in these last years. The reason I got up in the morning, the reason […]Read Post ›
I have been my Dad’s Primary Caregiver for over six years now, and I was Mom’s before that as she battled and succumbed to colo/rectal cancer. It has been a long road, hard yes, but also full of love and tender moments that I treasure. Dad has been relatively pain free all his life, always […]Read Post ›
this is tough, this being me. i say all kinds of euphemistic things: endure, be brave, be faithful… a memory stirs, i am back to missing you. i am glad you are not suffering. i am glad the pain is gone. but here i am left, wondering. how do i carry on? my life is like […]Read Post ›
moving images out of the swirling mists of time images flit like scenes on a movie screen. her dark hair in short cut, smooth and sleek, lying coyly against perfect curve of cheek. next image of child with chopped-off bangs standing forlornly in kitchen doorway, little striped cotton pants fall low, eyes peer cautiously into […]Read Post ›
