Ah, the humble grocery list. I often find scraps of paper in my pockets with scribbled reminders of the food we need. Milk is usually at the top of the list. Also eggs, sausage and bacon for the one meal I make that never changes: Sunday morning breakfast. When I shop without a list, I…
I am sure I have mentioned before this wisdom shared by a good friend, but I cannot find it, so here it is again. Some “lasts” pass without our awareness. The last time you put your son down and never carry him again because he has grown too big for you to lift, or he…
I just watched Amazon’s new version of the Cinderella story, and I like it. Do I love it? Ask me again tomorrow. I need to think about it. I need to internalize it. Maybe need to watch it again. I was struck by allusions to past versions, but I couldn’t find any discussion about it…
For staff, school starts tomorrow. Between my own education, selling college textbooks, raising my children, and being a parapro, I have lived my life on an academic schedule, every single year since I was 5 years old. Think of that. Fifty-six years of summers. Some years have been joyous and productive, some not so much.…
I sent my critique partner one of my short stories, “During the Ball,” about what happened during Cinderella’s ball (no one falls into “happily ever after” during one dance). Anyway, she said that one of her favorite things about it was how it seemed to have just flowed out of me. She’s right. I sat…
Father’s Day cards have always been a problem for me. You see, my relationship with my father was complicated. “You’re the greatest dad in the world!” I don’t think so. “You’ve always been there for me!” Not exactly. “You’ve shown me the person I want to be.” Nope. What I needed were cards that said,…
Disclaimer: This is my humble offering after many years of thought and prayer. If you have found your own meaning, please leave it in a comment. I welcome any and all perspectives. As I was lying sleepless last night, I realized that, though I discovered the meaning of life many years ago, I never shared.…
My friend, Sheila, died today. I once joked with my sister-in-law that I hated turning 60 because, when you died after 60, you went from “she’s gone too soon” to “she lived a long, full life.” No one would ever say that about Sheila. Yes, she did cram as much living as possible into the…
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Hey WordPress Fam, I had a new article picked up on medium. You can find it here: https://medium.com/live-your-life-on-purpose/the-only-question-worth-answering-bdb169fb8b8 It goes on to ask the only question answering which is “What do you enjoy struggling for?” This question helped me identify my passion and career outlook. Anyways, Please, Comment,…
Every now and then I wonder what does an astronaut see? We have pictures, duh. Use the internet. That’s not what I mean. When they are floating outside the space station, or space shuttle, or whatever, what do they see when they look straight down? What do they see when they look straight up? We…
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