SoCS: There’s Always Another

One last post about September biking vacation and then I’ll shut up. The aftertaste, the honeymoon period, has been sweet. On the Sunday of that glorious week, biking buddy and I were on the trail during most of a Green Bay Packer vs. Minnesota Viking football game that started at noon. However, in doing so, we were burning a lot of calories and around 1:00 pm, our tummies told us it was time for fuel. Carbs and protein. We decidedRead more

Letting Go of 40 Years

What would you do if a friend of 40 years suddenly stopped talking? Radio silence. No phone calls, no letters, no explanation, no nothing. It will be three years in December since I last talked to my friend. I’ve been alternately sad, hurt and angry at various times, but Thursday was the worst. Perhaps it was the mutual acquaintance I ran into the day before who shared that he had seen my friend a month ago, had lunch with her,Read more

The Power of Music

“Where words leave off, music begins.”  ― Heinrich Heine “Ah, music,” he said, wiping his eyes. “A magic beyond all we do here!”  ― J.K. Rowling “Music, once admitted to the soul, becomes a sort of spirit, and never dies.”  ― Edward Bulwer Lytton “Music has always been a matter of energy to me, a question of fuel. Sentimental people call it inspiration, but what they really mean is fuel. I have always needed fuel. I am a serious consumer. On some nightsRead more

#WATWB: Saving a Life

Becca Bundy always wanted to give back to volunteer firefighter Bill Cox, who once saved her daughter’s life. She did just that thanks to a chance encounter at a Northern Minnesota bar, when she learned that he needed a kidney transplant. There is not a story to read, only a video to watch. A Gift for the Firefighter To understand how organ donation can save many lives, check out the following link. Benefits of Organ Donation  The “We are theRead more

Yes, it’s me!

I ordered the usual chai latte with coconut milk at the drive-thru the other morning. I had to wait a bit for two cars ahead of me. When it was my turn, the cheerful, young lady opened the drive-thru window and proclaimed, “Oh, I thought it was you!” I suppose the many Saturdays of ordering a chai latte at my favorite coffee shop has left an impression. I am “that lady,” the one who orders her chai with coconut milk.Read more

Identity: What Did I Miss?

I’m staring at the ID card I’ve had for several years. This card tells everyone Mary is a permanent employee for a state government agency and assigns an ID number. It also contains one of the few ID or driver’s license photos in which I don’t appear to have woken from a two-day drunk. ID stands for “identity,” but you wouldn’t learn much about me from the plastic rectangle that is clipped to a piece of wardrobe Monday through Friday.Read more

Between the Cotton Sheets

Her muffled, fearful yelp woke him. “Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked as his hand fell softly across the ivory of her shoulder. “Did you have a nightmare?” “Yes, it was awful. I was living in a house with snakes.” “Really? That sounds incredibly creepy.” Margo rolled over onto her right side, toward her love, the angst of a slithery dream still fresh on her face. “It was so weird, as if living with snakes was normal. They were everywhere –Read more

#WATWB: Kindness by Accident

“When you see someone doing the wrong thing, you need to do the right thing.” ~Ziarra Griffin~ When an 11 year old witnessed a hit-and-run, it would have been easiest to walk away. But that’s not Ziarra Griffin, who Andrew Sipowicz will “remember for the rest of my life.” “The piece of art that put Ziarra Griffin on national television was drawn on a whim in the back seat of her mother’s SUV. It happened a few weeks ago onRead more

Fifty-Five Years Later

Originally posted on Mary J Melange:
He had a dream. “I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up, live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.” Here we are, fifty-five years later. While there have been advancements in civil rights since Martin Luther King Jr’s famous speech in 1963, our country remains embroiled in the bigotry of non-acceptance. Not by all of its…

Don’t Fret the Wrinkles

“Are you really who you say you want to be?” ~John Pavlovitz~ The woman in the photo may be worrying about the answer. Is she who she wants to be? Or simply worried about a pimple? Fretting over a wrinkle? Upset that her compact will not tell her she’s the fairest? What if that’s who she wants to be? The fairest… And she’s not? In the context of John’s quote, he had asked the question, “What is the way forwardRead more

Dear Santa,

This Christmas… I have a very long wish list, but it’s not all for me I do not desire pretty boxes under the faux needles of a tree I do not desire jewelry, a new bike or clothes or an expensive SoundTouch system they call Bose No, my list is for the intangible things that only the heart of Santa can bring The miracles that make small children beam and the positivity that encourages people to dream The things youRead more