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Walking Side By Side

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It is in her eyes you can see the disconnect. Not all the time. Not every day. But when she's lost within herself, in the cruelest cage ever, you can tell by her eyes. They lose their happy glint, a detached look takes its place. Her eyes tend to linger too long when talking. Or...they refuse to meet yours entirely.
When I was little I asked, queried, questioned and annoyed my mother to death. I daresay we all did. It is natural for us to be inquisitive and want to explore anything and everything around us. Patience is what got her through her days. Explaining and re-explaining ideas, answers, and everything in the big exciting world to me. Lovingly.
Every stage of my growing years, she sat next to me, walked with me, ran with me on my journey. She answered my questions about life, about where we came from, where we go, helped with homework, fielded my never-ending theological and philosophical questions and when she did not know something she would find out the answers.
Never be…

Use Your Words Challenge

Hello and Happy Friday to you!Welcome to Use Your Words. Today’s post is a writing challenge. This is how it works: participating bloggers picked 4 – 6 words or short phrases for someone else to craft into a post. All words must be used at least once and all the posts will be unique as each writer has received their own set of words. That’s the challenge, here’s a fun twist; no one who’s participating knows who got their words and in what direction the writer will take them. Until now.At the end of this post you’ll find links to the other blogs featuring this challenge. Check them all out, see what words they got and how they used them. My words are:  paper ~ couch ~ freezer ~ Fan ~ peanut butterThey were submitted by:http://eileensperpetuallybusy.blogspot.com/                           **As you read this, I will be at my first therapy session. I am not sure exactly what to expect besides the cliched image of me lying on a couch while a therapist with a stone face listens and takes no…

Complicatokay

There is a rumor that runs amok stating that we as humans complicate life. We abuse the simple joys and twist and deform them until they no longer hold any semblance of happiness for us and bring us nothing but torture.It is said if we miss someone we should just call them. If we are angry we should forgive. If we are sad we should just get happy. Basically, if it's complicated-simplifying would fix it.Ahhh, but we are not one-dimensional soulless freaks. Our emotions are tied with our memories. A song can bring back a million memories in a few strums of a soulful guitar solo. A smell can make our mouth water and hunger for more than a favorite dish. A glimpse of a beautiful flower may make you ache because you'd love to give it to someone who would love and appreciate it...but who is no longer in your life. We are made up of layers. Intricate, confusing, thick, necessary  layers. They hold in our memories, protect us from our pains, insulate us from our mistakes, and shed whe…

Secret Subject Swap

Hello and happy Friday! Welcome to May's Secret Subject Swap. This week, 16 brave bloggers picked a secret subject for someone else and were assigned a secret subject to interpret in their own style. Today we are all simultaneously divulging our topics and submitting our posts.  Here are links to all the sites now featuring Secret Subject Swap posts. Sit back, grab a cup, and check them all out. See you there: Baking In A Tornado The Bergham’s Life Chronicles Spatulas On Parade Dinosaur Superhero Mommy The Momisodes Stacy Sews and Schools Disneyland in Kentucky Southern Belle Charm The Lieber Family Someone Else's Genius Confessions of a part-time working mom Climaxed Battered Hope Small Talk Mama Searching for Sanity My subject is:  Have you ever witnessed how somebody has been wronged and done something about it? It was submitted by: Confessions of A Part-Time Working Mom -thanks Tamara ❤ This might be more of an interesting piece if this prompt would have gone to someone else. I have a bi…