Headspace Between the Eyes

H eadache E veryone knows its name A ngry space between the eyes D ecisive dull drumming S wallowing relief in red pill P acing, waiting A che abating…perhaps C linging with adhesive hold E xcedrin, need more If you’re looking for a place to promote your poetry or short stories and posts (600 words or less) check out the Go Dog Go Cafe and Promote Yourself Monday. It’s an opportunity to connect with other bloggers and read their creativeRead more

SoCS: Not Quite Forgotten

Frodo: “I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.”Gandalf: “So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings The ring in the photo belonged to my godmother. When she passed away many years ago, her husband gave it to my motherRead more

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

Just Land the Plane!

I have suffered with motion sickness all of my life. As a child and teenager, I discovered two things: 1) The Tilt-A-Whirl and most spinning amusement rides do not co-habitate well with a motion-challenged stomach, and 2) reading a book in the backseat of a car while on a family vacation does not end well for anyone. As an adult, there have been additional lessons. Lake Michigan and motor trolling for salmon in choppy waters is a big NO. ARead more

Does anyone need a drink?

Co “The Human Voice is the most perfect instrument of all.” –Arvo Pärt On Saturday, I had lunch with two cousins – one of which I haven’t seen in at least 30 years. Cousin Joanne brought me a gift: A few parental-related photos and a cassette tape. The cassette tape was from many years ago, when Joanne’s brother, Jim, made a tape recording of mom and dad. He asked many questions of mom about her family and growing up –Read 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

Go Help Yourself

It’s been forty-two years since I first met Mr. and Mrs. B. I will never forget that day. The former husband and I were dating and he took me to meet his childhood buddy and wife. Being just 19, still somewhat naive, and brought up by conservative parents who believed in manners, I was about to encounter a bit of a shock. As we drove down a long, gravel driveway, this black dog came bounding to meet us, tail wagging,Read more

The Stream of Whatever

One thousand, five hundred and sixty-five. That’s how many blog-related emails were waiting in Outlook on May 5th. The Fourth could no longer be with me or help. I deleted them all. Yes, I did that. There’s no way I could attend to one thousand, five hundred and sixty-five emails. Sorry blogger buddies, don’t take this personally. I’ve been gone Monday through Thursday the last two weeks. The weekends have flown by. I’ve been packing, unpacking, doing laundry, re-packing, eatingRead more

Processing 16 Years

Over coffee on Saturday morning, a friend asked me, “How are you processing?” She was asking about moving forward from my mother’s passing in February. A number of friends have asked this question in various formats, with concern in how I’m handling a new chapter of life. It’s a question that’s contemplative in response, at times difficult and at times easy to put into words, but I will try to answer. This is more than about mom, it’s a journeyRead more

Faithfully Home

  I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith. 2 Timothy 4:7 Mom found her way home last Friday, February 15, 2019. Home to her family of 15, home to her husband Evan, and home to her Savior, Jesus Christ. It was time for the dementia to take a hike and for Pauline to feel freedom from her physical restraints. Mom went peacefully in her sleep, a blessing that most of us desire whenRead 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

SoCS: Lots of Means, No Ways

I haven’t blogged since October 31st. That means I might have been a little busy. With other things. Like a Risk Management Conference in Madison on the first two days in November. This means that I was able to fill my bag with goodies from the vendor booths, like pads of paper and post-it notes, pens, chip clips, squeezie penguins, more pens, tote bags, highlighters, little plastic calendars, and leftover Halloween treats. Scratch that last one. Being on a part-Keto,Read more