I find myself in a dilemma, in a situation where I have a choice between what I want to do and what I probably should do. It's been like Old Home Week around here lately. I've reconnected with old friends that I haven't seen or talked to in years. Even better, these reunions have all … Continue reading Should she, or shouldn’t she
Tag: retrospective
Autopilot
I generally go through my day on autopilot. There are no toddlers to obstacle-course around, no office or boss to consider, nothing aside from typical housewifery things to do. The most excitement I’ve had lately was joining an exercise class… outside my house… with other grown ups… several times a week. My routine, is … Continue reading Autopilot
Gone but not forgotten
I have a retired blog, one that ran for more than three years. I had over 1,000 posts and nearly 20,000 comments. I'm not saying that in any way to brag, not that it's much to boast about, but only to illustrate that I was actively publishing my stuff there. It closed nearly two years ago. … Continue reading Gone but not forgotten
Shed the old
Life changes, transforms Summer turns to fall, adapt Shed the old, reborn Haiku Friday is hosted by Lou at LouCeeL. Next month, I turn 50. I'm determined that my second 50 years, be as exciting as my first. If I want changes, if I want adventure, I have to make it happen and not wait … Continue reading Shed the old
Fade to black
I’m told that each day is a gift. That what I do with that gift is up to me. Do I tear into the wrapping, not caring how carefully it’s presented, just to get to what’s inside? Is there shaking, weighing it in my hands, trying to decipher the contents before opening, deciding if I … Continue reading Fade to black
A little lost
There are days when I feel that I am hiding away from the world. I refuse to leave my home, often neglecting simple niceties, making it easier to rationalize my need for my self-imposed solitude.Avoiding windows, ignoring doorbells, screening calls - hoping it's no one important who would necessitate actual conversation.There is just too much … Continue reading A little lost