TBH

Thoughts from a 40-Something When I was 15 years old, I thought 30-year-olds were old AF. This is when summers lasted forever and an hour felt like 10. And the age when I thought what I wore would make or break my day with the in-crowd. Those days are long gone. I'm well past 30,…

I Am…

I once made a list of all the I ams I was and all the I ams that I want to be. It was a two-column list in smallish writing. I've lost the list, but I remember writing, "I am a sheep owner." Let me explain. I am a knitter. I started out with that…

Things Remembered

I'm once again drifting back to thoughts about my dad. His face stares back at me through the light blue eyes of older men who live in and around Citrus County, Florida. They share an age bracket driving around in antique cars like my dad once did and gesturing with their hands just as he…

What’s Your Frequency?

Unfortunately new stresses were added to the plate during the months of February and March and after wading through the storms of fear particularly with the unknown I had to just STOP! Going through another bout of depression and being completely aware how I silently suffer through it makes me feel like a big pain…

Good Grief

This last week has been a trying one. Biggie didn't want to come in most of the day on Wednesday, so he sat underneath the trampoline. A few hours later, my daughter, Lauryn, found him laying motionless in the front yard. The kitchen light spread over him like a blanket. You wouldn't have been able…

Are You Smiling?

The soft pattering of rain hits against the roof. I pour myself a cup of coffee and revel in that first sip... but the dog is barking outside. Not Biggie, it's Creed...again. I throw the door open and notice that our sweet dog has decided to make the trash his new play thing. Diapers and…

Losing Sight

I sit in a waiting room with people who are significantly older than me. Most of them slumped in their seats, staring into spaces that sight cannot reach. Some have one hand resting on their walker attentively waiting for their name to be called. Others sit in a wheelchair, drowsy from too much or too…

Stressed? It’s Forking Desserts

Did you know that desserts spelled backwards is stressed? It was news to me. It's no wonder that desserts are often given to us when we are stressed the fork out. A quote concerning stress: "You can't control the winds, but you can adjust the sails." - a number of people are attributed with this…