Day Two: Writing

It says: 100 years March 11 1918 She must have forgotten how old she was.

Uncomfortable: Part One

Now that I feel I truly exhausted February, March, and the beginning of April, it’s time I move on to some pages that were a bit more uncomfortable to read and left me wondering how would I write about them.  Writing about what is in these pages means writing about Babu.  No matter what I…

An Opinionated Sunday Share

My Sunday Share this week is a lovely blog called Of Opinions. It’s definitely not the political ball of anger leftist/rightist page you might assume it to be – current political climate aside.  It’s a nice blog from a twenty something.  I enjoyed reading this piece: Of Not Writing a Diary In a way, it’s a…

A Day in the Life, 2018, and a Month in 1940: Part One

There is some dream, some dream about…my garden.  I keep walking, taking turns peering around corners, snooze and there’s more.  More yard, more rose bushes.  It’s both a marvelous snooze dream, like The Secret Garden! and an anxiety dream.  There’s more.  More work to do.  I could have put the snooze cucumber plants here and…

A Hello and a Little Update

Hey everyone.  I feel that right away I need to tell you Babu is doing well!  🙂  Yes, I have been away from the blog for a while.  Whenever this happens, which some of you long time followers know happens a lot, I feel its tug.  When I’m not working on the blog or transcribing…

Reflection

I’m thinking I may not even post this.  I only need to write it.  I just need some time to reflect.  I have a confession to make.  I took yesterday off from school just to get caught up on the blog.  Not just posts, or replying to messages, or checking in on the blogs I…

Just Tonight

At the end of this long week I got home and was tired.  I could have called it bedtime, except for dinner being in a half an hour.  By “dinner” I mean making Babu her dinner, and then all the steps to take care of her until she goes to bed around 11.  Husband is…

Theme for 2018!

Happy start to 2018.  This is going to be a year of healing, self care, and creative growth.  It’s going to be a year of peace and hard work.  This year is going to feel good. Again, I am starting a post with another post that was inspirational to me.  This comes from Monte Celia…

Sharing is Caring, or is it?

This is what I’m musing about on a Sunday.  Sundays are “Sunday Share” days, as you know, and I will get to that next week because I have some love to share, don’t you worry.  But first, something has been bothering me.  It’s about the friendly way to share, and the, well, I don’t know…

Sunday Share: The Difference a Month Can Make

Usually Sunday Share is about sharing other wonderful blogs out there.  However, this Sunday is about sharing about my life. It has been over a month since I have posted and I wanted my first new post – yesterday’s – to be about Babu and not me.  I wanted that because that’s what this blog…

A Life Less Lived?

In yesterday’s post I thought I could just show you what Babu wrote in March and let it speak for itself but I cannot.  I am brimming with feeling about it.  Mostly, I am so frustrated with Babu.  It’s easy to judge, it’s easy to judge.  I know.  But I do not think this woman…