A New Chapter: Life as Me

“There’s a grace when the heart is under fire Another way when the walls are closing in And when I look at the space between Where I used to be and this reckoning I know I will never be alone” ~From Another in the Fire by Hillsong~ Ten years ago, I wanted it to be over with. The divorce. I had two months to go for it to be final, and a number of years before I truly felt peace.Read more

Three Times

Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time. ― Marthe Troly-Curtin It’s Sunday as I type, and eight inches of expected snow is falling to the ground. White and fluffy and accumulative. Meanwhile, a marathon of NCIS Los Angeles is playing on the TV and Gibbs the cat can’t make up his mind if he’s needy, hungry or needy. It is all I can do to not “waste time” on the couch. Lay sideways. Nap. Watch TV. It’s that kind ofRead more

SoCS: When Knives Attack!

This post is based solely on the movie name of “Knives Out,” per direction from the fabulous Linda G. Hill. Have I ever told you of my relationship with knives? I love using knives. They make cooking much easier – slicing instead of pounding with a rock or tearing with my teeth. Knives, on the other hand, don’t always love me back. Take, for instance, the time many years ago when a bread knife decided to take a journey offRead more

SoCS: Around the Sun in 12

Three hundred sixty-five and one-quarter times around the sun. Twelve months. Another year has passed by and 2019 is almost finito. I thought I would take each month of the past year and share one or two things I remembered about it (good or bad) and see what kind of picture is left. January – Horrible winter month. I worked from home one day, toward the end of the month, because the wind chill was -50F (-45.5C). Brrrr. February –Read more

Tasting Times Two

“We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospect.”  ~Anais Nin~ Exactly. Why wouldn’t we? In writing, we can relive happy childhood moments, feel the wrinkles of an elderly parent’s hand, witness the landscape of a bike trail, and taste the black smoothness of the best.cup.of.coffee.ever. No matter the genre of our writing, we somehow invoke memories, experiences, senses and the here-and-now to create the written word and taste life again. Yummy! What is on your tongueRead more

Dad’s Grocery Games

This photo came up in my Facebook feed last week. I had to share the love, both on Facebook and here. “The Great Atlantic & Pacific Tea Company, better known as A&P, was an American chain of grocery stores that ceased supermarket operations in November 2015, after 156 years in business. From 1915 through 1975, A&P was the largest grocery retailer in the United States (and until 1965, the largest U.S. retailer of any kind). A&P was considered an American icon that, accordingRead more

2017 in Pictures

Like sands through the hourglass, so was the year of 2017. It’s January 1st and I’m hanging out at home in my pajamas. I might find my way to yoga or the gym later, but it depends on whether or not I really want to wander out into the deep freeze. In a sense, the cold makes me hardier than the average Floridian, able to withstand very large temperature ranges. On the other hand, cold is cold and it isRead more

SOCs: Staring at the Ceiling

I am laying in my bed, staring at the ceiling. Trying not to fall asleep. I woke up Friday morning at 4 a.m. due to the usual bladder issues and couldn’t get back to sleep. It was frustrating, especially since Gibbs didn’t bother me for food until my alarm went off at 5:05. Now I am home, contemplating the SOCs prompt while I am prone. As I stare at the off-white, interior upper limits, I am reminded of how IRead more

Speaking Out: Narcissism

Discover Challenge: Speak Out “Get inspired by those who speak out. Whether through blogging or marching, make your voice heard.” I remember when it hit me hard. Smack dab in the middle of the forehead. I had wondered for years… Why is he like this? What’s the matter with him? Why can’t he behave like a decent human being? On a day in 2009, I finally realized I had been living with a narcissist for almost 30 years. One withRead more

Breathing in Memories

I’ve desired to do this since early spring. It took me until October to comply, to get in the car and go. Something was pulling me toward home – the home of my birth and early existence. It is the home that I eventually wanted to escape out of small-town boredom. It is the home that I rarely visit, but is within a 35-minute drive. It is the home of special places, friends and family. I had to go andRead more

Home of the Sun Worshipper

Weekly Photo Challenge: This week, show us where your heart is. It’s very interesting that The Daily Post chose the topic of “local” this week and especially today. I took Friday off from work and have spent most of it in my hometown of Waupaca – reliving my youth, finding roots and doing a little local shopping. The picture for this challenge was taken at the beach on Shadow Lake, where I spent the majority of Wisconsin summers growing up, overRead more

Gratitude: My Red Bike at the Haskell Street Barn

Originally posted on D.Katie Powell Art:
*alert: vampire child face, oops* I had a good childhood, raised by a single mom with an alcoholic dad who skipped, and three much older brothers who loved me dearly. I am GRATEFUL because I wasn’t around JD (what they called my dad), because he caused a lot of grief to my brothers, really, a bit nutty. I had three amazing older brothers.  Who needed a dad? We lived in one of the…