Day 4 of Gratitude: Poetry & Art

Today, I am honored to present the work of Marshall J. Stephens, friend and writer.  I am grateful for both his friendship and the talent with which he weaves his words.  Enjoy friends and readers.  Grumble These are the days when we say We could have done so much more The lean days, the poor …

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Gratitude Day 1 – Life

There have been a lot of complaints sliding past my lips these last couple of weeks. It has been draining and emotionally, I feel like I have been run through the ringer. Looking over my previous words, I know they reflect a flaw in my own thinking. No one has run me through anything, but …

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Life Does Not Stop

It does not slow because we are having a bad day or just can't deal.  Forward, always forward. That is the way we have to go. We can not look back to the good old days.  They really weren't that good for everyone other than those at the very top. We need to stop lying …

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My Birth Story

The day I was born Momma begged me for patience.  She wanted me to wait just a couple hours so that she could attend a cotillion at the country club at which my paternal grandparents were members.  Grandma Rose had insisted that Momma attend even though she was nine months along. For her part, Momma …

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Pennies for Peru

Sounds like fundraising campaign, doesn't it.   It is actually the savings plan for a trip I am dreaming about this spring. Dreaming against logic that I will be standing on ancient ground wondering at the marvel of a city all but forgotten until the descendents of its destroyers found it again.  Machu Picchu was rediscovered  …

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Tree Wilson

Lonely Girl by Tryana Wilson

She's a cute little thing fascinated by the world with a loving, mind, body and soul anyone who sees her know that she has goals but still, no one really knows She dreams of love and magic faeries and their dust she wishes for the romance to give her that big rush because when shes …

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Jobs… And No I am Not A Workaholic…

My students asked me just how many jobs I have held.  I answered honestly.  I have no idea. So for them, myself and you dear readers, here is a list. Retail Clerk at a Fruit Market Child care worker Baker Tarot Card reader Hotel Clerk File Clerk Office Assistant Shelver Student Manager Student Project Manager …

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Too Many Ideas

This month, I have challenged myself to write a blog post everyday until my birthday. I thought two days ago that it would be difficult; especially since I was so tired I could barely keep myself awake. Today, however, my mind was flooded with ideas. The deluge didn't stop even when I was in the …

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