Please come down. Something is lost and can’t be found. My Auntie Virginia confidently spoke those words to me once. Something was lost and Aunt Virge knew Saint Anthony not only could but, WOULD find it. All I had to do was ask. So, I asked. & by golly, he found it. I’ve used those …
It was Monday, June 24th and he was acting odd, staring at me, pausing with his responses. There’s no other word to describe it, he was loopy & so began my words, exclamations and answers to doctors as they tried to diagnose what was ailing the man I call Husband. And on the first visit …
I started a list awhile ago when certain someones who know their mama all too well, took the worry of groceries off my head and arranged for those miscellaneous this and that’s to be delivered to my doorstep. Then there was the jolly group of ‘We GOT This !!’ peeps with weed whackers and trimmers …
As I was waiting my turn in a checkout line, I couldn’t help but notice the conversation in front of me. It started out so lovely. The cashier collecting and adding up purchases, the woman smiling and waiting to pay. Small talk. Niceties. Sunday morning cordial awwwww & … bam !! the shampoo and conditioner …
So. There I was minding my own yesterday, when all of a sudden !! a multitude of messages infiltrated my already uprooted life. Seems YOU, dear person with the Samsung phone in Miami, Florida hacked into my Facebook account, causing a domino effect of commotion to my friends, MY biz. & at first I was …
What if there’s a bunch of Jesus ?? he inquired & those innocent words keep on ring, ring, ringing in my brain. hmmm I’ve walk by every day for almost 2 weeks now and I look away each time. They are torn, tatter and broken but there they be, some not saying a word, some …
Tangled in wire, randomly plopped between a railroad track and a busy highway, there she is and there she blossoms and I wonder how many people notice her quiet beauty. But here I stand, every day for a few days now, mesmerized as I wait for that train as I think about things, as I …
I can hear it’s call through the darkness, a soft, eerie purring cry. It’s the sound of a critter somewhere in those backyard trees & I hope he’s ok but reality is here too and reality tells me to !! get over it !! quick !! because I should already know by now, he’s not …
Truth be told, it feels somewhat foreign and kinda sorta overwhelming but here I am venturing into Day 3 of this new road I am on & seeing that I’m born, raised and remain happily planted in a town populated with give or take, more or less, approximately 23,705 people ? Yep. This just might …