When Momma goes down We all go down When Momma's not happy no one is happy Because Mommas are the glue that holds us all together And when they go down we all go down Til one of us rises and the Momma we become. If you’d like more information on Lucinda's work subscribe to …
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A Well Lived Life
I don't know how many mistakes I have made in publishing my first book, but walking back from the Audubon Park Farmer's Market I realize just how happy I am and that things are good. Not always great, but pretty good. I was able to deliver another one of my books to one of my …
Thank You, Santa!!!
The best gift this year came with a gold bow on top and wrapped in a DAV (Disabled American Veteran) blanket found in a thrift store. My Papa put a gold bow on his head on Christmas and it was awesome. Not that my father has never done anything cool or cute before. At 4’11”, …
A New Lonely Mountain
There is a place in Central Pennsylvania where the trees are weeping and the mountain itself is sighing. It's protector, it's guardian is dead, passed into another realm to be reunited with his lady love, my grandmother, Honey. Yesterday, my grandfather better known to his family and friends as Popper or Pappa, passed into the Summer …
From the sick bed to the work desk…
Warning: This post is a bit wobbly and may be subject to fits of rambling thought. This last week, I was sick with a cold so awful that all I could do was come from work everyday and go to bed. As I type this I really hope that the last of it has left …
Bipolar Consequences
My sister did something very brave in her blog, today. She told the world what is happening in her family. She shared in her own way the effects of bipolar disorder on family life. The short version of the story is that Tony, her other half, who has bipolar disorder, is now in jail. He …
Another Momma Song
She gave me life, She never let me know how insane I was, Or made me grow mean instead of up, She still takes me to the dentist, And lets me get teddy bears to hold and cuddle, She laughs with me, and loves my friends, bears with my animals, She talks and cries with …
The Days of Gratitude
Some of my friends are posting daily on Facebook what they are most grateful for this year. Every day this month, they have posted things they are grateful for and each time I have read one of their posts a smile comes across my face. I love them, but haven't replicated them or create my own …
A Hard Knock Life or Not
My animals have all flatten themselves on the floors of the house as if to say that they give up. It wasn't an especially trying day for the terminally fuzzy day. Everyone made it up this morning and out the door. The morning walk even had time for a spot of tea.Then I came home …
Here’s to Momma
Here's to Momma, Who said no, To letting a man who didn't love, her anymore stay in her bed. Here's to the Momma, Who said no to moving, going back home, And kept her kids in their house, worked two jobs to do it. Here's to the Momma, Who came home when her daughter, scared …
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