Essays
Things never, ever work out as you think they should. My fantasy train trip to Oregon has turned into a soft type of nightmare that I don’t think will ever end. It all started when I thought this would be one great adventure. Well, an adventure it is, just not the one I imagined. Plus …
I attended a memorial service this past week. I am not a fan of memorial services, or anything related to the observation of one’s death. The one thing I took away from the service was how people’s opinions and thoughts of this person at this time seem to be in direct contrast to what they …
Celebrations…. why do they exist? And why are they so important? I used to be a huge fan of holidays – didn’t matter which one, or what was being celebrated. Holidays were fun, time packed with family, food, sometimes presents, always a good time… But really – looking back at those times in my childhood, …
Getting Old? OH HELL NO All at once I discover that I have turned 75, three quarters of a century….I knew this was going to happen…someday…but holy cow, someday finally arrived. I have outlived my parents, two brothers, two husbands, one brother-in-law, countless aunts and uncles, both sets of grandparents…..wow, all this does tend to …
Life happens, I get that. Bumps in the road come along, I get that. Good things and good people come along; I get that also. What I don’t get are the negative glitches that come along and can throw you down the rabbit hole. While navigating through my bill paying duties, I was mistakenly charged …
….not making me all that happy. As an older adult, how should summertime be categorized? Is it easy since there is no school, easy because there is freedom to run and play as we did when we were children? Or is it now more of the same day in and day out with the only …
I have been asked why, oh why, have I published my writings. It is certainly not for monetary gain, public recognition, or any other mundane commercial reasoning. I am doing this for myself. Yes, just me wanting to share these thoughts and glimpses into my world. My world, which by some has been categorized as …
I have been blessed with a curiosity gene, sometimes I love it, and sometimes I just wish it would go away. The why’s of everything can hold my attention for what seems minutes but quickly turns into hours. Why do our bodies have to deteriorate and does curiosity die before you do? Does ignoring the …
Death…I feel like someone, or something has drifted away from me and into death. Such an all-encompassing miasma…feeling like I have missed something vital to my existence or is about to happen and I will not notice its coming or passing. Perhaps it is the decisions about my life and its purpose that is the …
Let’s be honest, specifically me. I have not been a bad parent, a bad person, or sometimes a bad friend. I was just traveling through life mostly unaware. I did not realize just how precious children are and that you should hold them close. In my youth and lack of direction in what it takes …
Shouldn’t be too difficult one would think, or would one? The very word is indicative of a person unable to take care of themselves on any functional level and requires 24-hour care. But what if you are just temporarily incapacitated and might be loosely termed an invalid by some? I believe this type of Hibernation …
I want chocolate covered cherries, but I will get plain cherries with pits. I want my life to be my life, not feel like I am living like someone else. I want peace and harmony but am faced with war and strife. I want to visit my children more than they want to visit me. …
Darkness, but not darkness as you may know it and I have come to recognize it. Midnight, pitch, deep gloom, silky inkiness. When this stage of feeling has not only been reached, but sustained for more than any reasonable, explainable time span, any dark descriptive word will do. I live underground. No windows, no fresh …
Fog creeping across the ground, wispily winding around the trees and through the shrubs. A cold shudder as it softly wraps itself around your body, encasing you in a shroud of mystery and invisibility. Above all this mist, above the trees, and into the night sky, a sliver of Moon tries to make itself known …
I am awakened by someone in the room. This person has come to get me, take me away, and do horrible things to me. This tall, thin person is wearing a jacket of some indiscriminate shade of red and seems to have short hair. I cannot make out the face, I cannot determine its sex. …