Time is nobody’s friend. When we are young it moves too slowly. As we grow older it flies past us. When we are going through heartache or healing we are always told to “give it time”. The last thing we want to do is to wait. When we are young a week feels like a…
Month: July 2018
What A Topic!
I have received rude questions recently regarding the topics for my posts in this blog. Where do I find them? How do I know what to write about? Who or what determines the topic I choose to focus on for a particular day? Do I target a particular audience? As far as topic, there isn’t…
When Red Isn’t Scarlet or Rose
People underestimate the power of words. Individual symbols in black or red on a white background to a baby mean nothing at all. He never even recognizes the symbols as letters. To a young grade school student they mean homework to try to understand them. Someone who speaks a foreign language may recognize them as…
Escape? Show Me The Way!
Today there is no post ready for publication. Usually I try to have them ready in advance but this week has been abnormally busy. And I made a few new discoveries, although they were not happy ones. I have been working hand in hand with a woman who has been the victim of mental and…
If She Stays In Her Marriage, Support Her Anyway
Many of us know of someone in an abusive marriage. We watch from the sidelines in amazement wondering why she puts up with the abuse. Often we ask ourselves, and maybe even others around us, “Why does she stay?” (For ease of writing I will use a female victim through this post although men can…
Wandering The Diary Past
Oh, the things you learn when you look back at the diary entries of your past! Things you’ve written about take on an entirely new perspective through the eyes of an adult. This last week I’ve gone back to diaries I wrote when I was in high school and just out of school. So many…
Goodbye Baby Boy
People who do not have “furbabies” think we are crazy. They shake their head in wonderment when I speak to my “children” as if they are human. When I put a hand crocheted sweater on Cookie in the winter to take her for a ride they roll their eyes. When I talk to Bandit like…
American Pride Returns To The Parade
As I write this it is Independence Day here in the United States. We often celebrate with a parade, fireworks and lunch hot off the grill. Everywhere around are decorations of red, white and blue. Special outfits are designed exclusively for this one day of the year. National pride flows strongly on this day. However,…
Pssst. Wanna Hear A Secret?
“Psst. Wanna know a secret? You can’t tell anyone…” How often have you heard this from someone? The feeling of intimacy with another in sharing hidden knowledge is addicting. There is a sense of belonging. There is also a certain responsibility. A secret is meant to remain just that — secret. When we share hidden…