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…
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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…
Writing Wednesdays: As my mother would say, I’m full of piss and vinegar today.
Welcome to My Life. Are You…Are You Serious? Are You Really Serious Right Now? A Memoir That I’m Calling Fiction So That This Woman Can’t Sue Me. I Can’t Make This Stuff Up. The Names Have Been Changed to Protect the Truth From People Who Can’t Handle the Truth. Alternate Realities Really Do Exist (My…
The Reluctant Gatekeeper
In a way, I have become the gatekeeper of Babu’s memories. I don’t relish the responsibility. On her own, her memories both have abandoned her and hold her hostage. There is a lot she can no longer remember and even less she talks about and focuses on. Some things she obsesses about. One thing in…
Writing Wednesdays: Not a Routine, But Something Close?
I am participating in Camp Nanowrimo this month. What this is a mini – if you choose it to be – version of Nanowrimo. Nanowrimo stands for National Novel Writing Month and it’s a webpage, an online group, an organization, a movement! that inspires and supports writers to complete the rough draft of a novel…
Evading the Wool Suit is Easy if I’m Dreaming, or Writing
My life post teaching career has shifted incrementally but consistently since the big change. I’m not sure if it’s like aftershocks or more like when something settles back down after really being tossed around. It’s been exactly a year. Today is the last day of school and I never went back once, not to visit…
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