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

SoCS: Oh, the Million Things!

Straining to feel spring Restraining from vulgar sighing Straining to find calm on the job Restraining from deadline stress Straining to finish a good book Restraining from adding another to the list Straining to people-connect Restraining from silent solitude Straining from the edible desires Restraining with duct tape Straining to attend the gym Restraining from giving up the fight Straining for daily gratitude Restraining from divisive politics Straining to find the written word Restraining from not letting that go StrainingRead 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

It’s Monday Again…

Monday again Five am the alarm gently wakes Crap! I cover my head Five-oh-five The paw pleads with his master Get up! Resistance is futile Five-ten the alarm seems louder Shut up! One leg over, then two Five-fifteen Moving, trudging, still waking Yeah, yeah, yeah… Two days went too fast Five twenty Hungry cat cries Feed me! Turn on the light, fill the bowls Five twenty-five Make the bed, scoop Stinky cats! Wash face, brush fangs Five thirty-five Must doRead more

A Bee’s Life

Busy as a bee That’s me Can’t you see? Somewhat of a crime  Always filling time Giving reason to rhyme Must do everything The brain sings Harried schedule rings Want to read a book Bicycle past a brook Engage in gobbledygook Want to socialize Take time to spiritualize But not mathemetize Want to visit mom Engage in Trek geekdom Sample a taproom Want to curry rice Add a little spice To others be nice Need to go work out ToRead more

The Green Room

Why must I be your prisoner, locked in the pistachio green room all day? I have given you perfect love and constant, faithful loyalty I speak your name every day, loud enough for the neighbors to hear, but you order me to shut up. I devour your daily tuna fare and brazenly beg for more. You are held in motherly high esteem, yet, here I am, locked in the square green room. The days can be hollow and lonely. IfRead more

SoCS: I Have Strewn

Today is January 13th and time for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday or SoCS. Quite often the prompt is one or two words that Linda picks herself. However, she’s giving us a bit of a challenge and some freedom with this prompt: “When you’re ready to sit down and write your post, look to the publication (book, newspaper, permission slip from your kid’s teacher, whatever you find) closest to you, and base your post on the sixth, seventh,Read more

Flewn Time

I often look for the answer to the question… “How did it get so late so soon?” Does anyone know? It’s almost December, three weeks and five days before Christmas. We haven’t seen much snow. Why do the days go by so fast? Does anyone see? Until January 1st, when time seems to stop around here. Most northerners will agree. Why does Saturday suddenly turn to Monday? Does anyone care? We need another weekend day to finish what we started.Read more

SOCs: Waiting on a Prompt

It’s Friday, 4:57 pm. I’m waiting on a prompt, waiting on a word that I’ll insert [HERE] Wondering if I can rhyme it with something or nothing or a noun that sounds like [INSERT HERE]. Perhaps there is a story within [INSERT HERE]. It’s hard to write a story without [INSERT HERE]. Linda? Hello? It’s Friday, 5:02 pm. Still waiting on a prompt. Linda is probably busy writing her post with a prompt and the new SOCs badge, created byRead more

We’re Not in Kansas Anymore

“Toto, I’ve a feeling we’re not in Kansas anymore.” That is the correct one-liner from the Wizard of Oz, the epic 1939 movie classic starring Judy Garland. When the general population quotes this memorable line, they don’t always get it right (myself included). But more on that later. Last week, I was reminiscing about the days early into my current job. It was 1992. I had left a position in the Business Office at one of our state’s correctional facilities. AlthoughRead more

The Feline Time Clock

Photo Challenge: “This week, think about TIME and portray it photographically.” All felines have a time clock. It tells them when it’s time to sleep and play. It tells them when the human is expected to arrive home. It tells them that although the human is sleeping, it’s time to get up and make noise. And it tells them when it’s time to eat. Natasha and I had a good laugh the other night. We were sitting mostly in the dark,Read more

And Time Slips Away…

If you check out the comment thread of my last post, between The Master and I, you will see that we both have significant birthdays coming up in 2017. How did I get to be this old? Time slips away, unknowing and unsuspecting. One day I am 25 with a flat stomach and no cellulite and the next I am heading toward the big 6-0, wondering why I can’t lose 5 pounds of flubber around a flubbery midsection to save my soul.Read more